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Chapter 38 - 38 38 Driven to Desperation

38: Chapter 38: Driven to Desperation 38: Chapter 38: Driven to Desperation The banquet had reopened and did much better this time, with noticeably flimsier containers all around.

Why mention containers?

Because it seemed that the Beastmen didn’t have many pots, and they used both wood and stone ones.

With a shortage of pots, various other containers had appeared instead, with buckets being the most common.

In fact, these buckets looked quite similar to pots, if not slightly smaller.

Such a sight was truly not common in ordinary places.

During the meal, Zhao Guang held a large bowl—his version of a pot—which was indeed not small.

“You humans truly eat so delicately.” Zhao Guang turned as the elder and Osra approached him from nowhere.

They looked disdainfully at how thinly Zhao Guang sliced the meat.

Their unabashed expressions made Zhao Guang wonder if he was doing something wrong.

Osra slammed a glass down in front of Zhao Guang.

Seeing this made his face turn dark, confirming his suspicion that he couldn’t avoid it.

Indeed, the glass contained hot pot soup.

Moreover, it wasn’t just hot pot soup but also mixed with so-called spicy alcohol.

The glossy chili oil made Zhao Guang feel repeated pangs in his stomach.

“You should have brought more wine, now we have to drink sparingly.”

I appreciate that, Zhao Guang thought to himself.

As he watched the two Beastmen raise their glasses, he had no choice but to adopt his client-accompanying demeanor and picked up his glass.

“Let’s get this straight, I can’t drink much, just a small sip.”

“Alright, alright, really, you humans are always like this.”

The two Beastmen downed half the contents of the glass in one go, while Zhao Guang struggled just looking at his own.

Resigned, he took a gulp and it felt as if he had swallowed a hot iron, the acidity contorting his face.

With no water around, Zhao Guang could only endure, quickly scooping up some slices of meat to ease the burn.

With each bite, his stomach lurched violently.

Zhao Guang fought to keep it down, fearing he might accidentally vomit.

He was indeed going to great lengths for this trade deal.

“Lord Zhao Guang, I was wondering if you could obtain some iron, preferably Fine Steel,” Osra said.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Guang perked up, “I can get some, but what kind specifically do you need, and what for?

If it’s a lot, it might be difficult to arrange.”

Zhao Guang finally remembered that the Beastmen had a scarcity of metal.

He wasn’t sure if it was because they weren’t skilled in smelting or if it was due to a lack of iron ore in their area.

“We need to make some weapons to show the humans across what we’re capable of.

If we let them keep pushing us back, it won’t end well for us.”

It probably wasn’t good for Osra either, given his status.

Being sent to the front lines for training, if Osra’s defensive line was pushed back, his situation would become perilous.

“I can give you some, but definitely not too much.”

Zhao Guang was also worried that after the Beastmen crafted the weapons, they might chase the humans away.

If that happened, his gains would diminish.

No, that couldn’t happen.

“I’m truly grateful for that.

As long as we can trade for the metal, we’ll be able to secure the Holy Spring much faster and in larger quantities,” said the elder suddenly chiming in.

“If we can really get the Holy Spring soon, then I can also speed things up.

Elder, sir,” he replied.

“Let’s do that.

I’ll go back and hurry things up.

I guarantee we’ll have it within three days.

Oh, by the way, my name is Lai Wu.

There’s no need for such formality, after all, they’re friends now,” he added.

The two exchanged sly smiles and clinked their glasses, and Zhao Guang felt his stomach churn once again.

The atmosphere demanded a drink.

It was tough not to indulge, but drinking meant he might have to consider visiting a gastroenterology hospital.

For the sake of the Holy Spring, he decided to drink.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Guang took another gulp, and indeed, it was acridly refreshing.

This meal was by far the most uncomfortable meal Zhao Guang had ever endured.

It seemed that next time, he would have to bring his own booze, at the very least to show them what real drinks were like.

Wait, no, he shouldn’t drink.

What if he said too much?

It was truly agonizing.

Zhao Guang stared at his cup, his reasoning continuously battling his instincts.

After the meal was over, Zhao Guang strides out on his own, cautiously making his way back to the large stone.

Just as he was about to activate it, suddenly a figure leaped out: “Lord Zhao Guang, are you alright?

Our commander was very worried when he heard the Beastmen had captured you.

We’ve been waiting here for you to return.”

Zhao Guang patted his chest, “So it’s you, Jack.

And Hans, both of you came out.”

That was a close call.

Thank goodness the Beastmen hadn’t escorted him back.

“Lord Zhao Guang, you look terrible.

Those Beastmen went too far,” said Jack.

Zhao Guang nodded, “Yes, they really did go too far.

I’ve never seen anything like it,” he muttered.

Nonsense, drinking a concoction of chili oil mixed with hot pot base—could there be anything worse?

Because of that drink, Zhao Guang’s stomach was in turmoil all the way, and he even threw up once.

So, when the two men saw Zhao Guang, they saw his pale face and his poor condition.

They clearly misunderstood, thinking he had been treated inhumanely by the Beastmen.

“Well, when you get back, tell the Earl that I’m okay.

I’ll bring some things over to your camp tomorrow,” he said.

“That’s great, we’ll report back immediately and will definitely come to pick you up tomorrow.”

Seeing their joyful expressions, Zhao Guang’s mood gradually stabilized.

It was truly frightening.

Skirting the edge of disaster like that was exhilarating.

Zhao Guang opened the Space Gate, waved his hand, and then stepped through.

After seeing Zhao Guang leave, Jack and Hans also departed, incapable of guarding the location themselves.

As Zhao Guang walked downstairs, his mind was reeling with plans.

“No, I can’t think of a good solution alone.

Maybe I need some inspiration.

I should consult someone else.”

Zhao Guang looked at his computer, freshly connected to the Internet, ready to seek some advice online.

There are plenty of experts online, let me see what I can find.

Whether anyone would believe what he was about to say was doubtful.

After all, who doesn’t know that all this talk of time travel is just made up?

These days, claiming to have seen aliens is more plausible than time travel stories.

While thinking this, Zhao Guang opened a forum.

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