C9 The Whitehaired Girl

The fishing soon ended, because almost everyone had to carry five or six big fish on their back.

This made Popit and Mull extremely excited. They had never thought that they would be able to catch so much food in one go!

Arslan was also very surprised. He had never thought that he would catch so many fish from the ice fishing.

"No wonder Uncle Mull said that when he was a child, he could hit the fish with a big stick on the shore!" He thought of the article he had read in his previous life about the Northern Wasteland. It said, "Back then, a man beat a deer with a stick and scooped up the fish. A wild chicken flew into the rice pot."

In his previous life, he had scoffed at it, thinking that it was a lie written by the author. Deer and pheasant were rare protective animals in his previous life, and he was stupid enough to wait to be caught.

However, when he thought of the scene of catching fish in Dragon Lake, he suddenly believed it.

From the situation of fishing just now, the fish in Dragon Lake were simply "idiot" and cute. In a hole in the ice, a fish would be pulled up by the front foot, and in a few breaths, another fish would appear and breathe.

"Looks like there are quite a lot of fish in the Dragon Lake!" Arslan thought.

"Arslan, big brother!" Alona jumped around Arslan happily, her eyes shining with stars. "How did you think of this? The tribe will not lack food for a long time!"

"Haha!" Arslan smiled, "Uncle Mull brought us here to catch fish, and I thought that we could catch fish when the ice was frozen. Who would have thought that it would really happen!"

When he said this, he was half true and half false. After all, he couldn't possibly say that the intelligence of your people is still not up to par.

Alona obviously did not think of this. She ran towards Popit with joy and said, "Father, Father, look, the biggest fish on your back is caught by me!"

Popit smiled and rubbed Alona's head. "Yes, you are really amazing this time!"

He turned to Arslan and said, "Arslan, why don't we bring more people tomorrow and catch more fish to prepare?"

Arslan nodded and said, "Sure, but it's getting hotter and hotter at the foot of the mountain. If there are too many fish, they will get stinky. It will be fine as long as we can hold on for a while!"

In fact, he was planning to take the ice from the lake and bring it back to the tribe to freeze the fish and store them.

However, when he thought about the time it would take to dig the ice, transport the ice, and store the fish, he decided to give up on the idea.

He thought that it would not be too late to freeze the fish when the time was ripe.

Moreover, there were a lot of problems in the Beautine Clan that needed to be solved before the fish could be stored.

Just as Arslan was walking and thinking, he suddenly realized that Popit had stopped and stood beside him.

"What's wrong?" Arslan was stunned.

Alona, who was originally standing beside Popit, suddenly stopped talking and stood behind Popit carefully.

Although Arslan did not see her expression, he could clearly feel her nervousness.

"Hmm?" Arslan was puzzled. "What happened?"

Before he finished speaking, the unsightly-faced Mull came up to Arslan and said in a deep voice, "Arslan, there is a group of people in front of us!"

"A group of people?" Arslan was puzzled. "Is there a problem?"

"They have more people than us, and they have blocked all the way!" Mull said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid they are here to rob!"

"Ah?" Alona, who was standing at the side, instantly paled, and her eyes were filled with fear.

It was obvious that she had thought of the disaster that her tribe had just experienced not long ago.

Popit, who was standing at the side, was obviously shocked as well. His face was filled with pain. "They are here to rob us!" He gritted his teeth and said, "If worst comes to worst, we will fight them!"

As he spoke, he threw the big fish on the ground and really wanted to go all out.

Unexpectedly, Arslan pulled him back. "Uncle Popit, don't be impulsive!"

Popit, who was stopped, was shocked and angry at the same time. "Chief, Arslan! Our tribe has already experienced a robbery, and we don't have any food anymore! If we are robbed again this time, our tribe members will really starve to death!"

Arslan shook his head and said, "Don't be impulsive! Even if they rob us of food, so what? We just give them. At worst, we will go and catch more fish!"

"As long as there is a green mountain, there is no need to fear that there won't be any firewood!"

"What green mountain? What firewood?" Popit was stunned by these words.

Arslan shook his head and replied, "You don't have to care about anything else. Bring me to see what's going on!"

"No!" You are the chief, you can't take the risk!"

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I won't take any risks!"

With that, Arslan walked straight towards the front of the group.

Popit and Mull were extremely nervous and quickly followed Arslan.

When Arslan arrived in front of the group, his eyes couldn't help but narrow.

There was indeed a group of people in front of them, and there were more of them than them. Moreover, there were a few people with colorful faces and neatly tied up hair.

Arslan knew that these people were from the big tribe!

Only people from the big tribe would have the time to tie up their hair and use color to differentiate warriors from ordinary people.

Tieing up their hair and color were the symbols of status and identity.

This was the same as how rich and powerful people in his previous life drove luxury cars and wore expensive watches.

What surprised Arslan the most was that the leader of the group was a girl riding on a wild beast!

The girl was wearing pure white beast skin clothes, and her eyes were as bright as autumn water, just like a young phoenix.

What made Arslan's eyes light up was that this girl had a standard oval face, and she was even prettier than the celebrities he had seen in his previous life after plastic surgery.

If one had to say that there was something lacking in her beauty, it would be that the blush on her face was not uniform, and there were obvious signs of frostbite.

However, the beauty was not to be overstated. Her sharp eyebrows added a bit of heroic spirit to her, and she was like a strong woman!

There were "flower-faced warriors" standing on both sides of the girl. They were riding on wild beasts that looked good, and they were already in high spirits before they even opened their mouths.

Unlike the nervousness of the two, Arslan thought of another thing that he had been yearning for for a long time.

Thinking about this, his eyes lit up!