Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 821 - 811 I was a Goddess in Ancient Times (18) Second Update

Chapter 821: 811 I was a Goddess in Ancient Times (18) Second Update

The arrowhead shimmering with silver light shot out, almost piercing through the wood that was used as a target.

Both its speed and power were extremely strong.

At that moment, Diao swallowed the words at the bottom of his eyes.

He immediately remembered the unfinished bows and arrows in the basket behind him that Chu Yin had picked out as being of no use to them.

Stone smiled at him, and now he was even less inclined to believe that Diao and his companions were truly the friends of Hui.

Didn’t you see that the High Priest didn’t want to say a single word to them?

"Hui!" Just then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar figure approaching from not far away; Diao waved excitedly at the person, "You..."

Hui wasn’t on any mission today. He wore a short-sleeved robe and knee-length shorts, looking very spirited in his attire.

A blue pattern was revealed on his arm.

As Hui approached, Diao and Zhen immediately saw the blue pattern on Hui’s arm.

It was a pattern reserved for warriors above Level 7.

Although their mental preparation had started upon seeing the bipedal dinosaurs and Ye Shaohua, the reality that Hui was truly a Level 7 warrior made Diao finally speak up.

"Hui, you...you’re a Level 7 warrior?"

Hui had not expected Diao and the others to come back. Although he had been of the same Tribe as Diao, he was very angry upon seeing Diao leave the Icefield.

Seeing them now, his attitude was naturally not very friendly.

Seeing Zhen staring intently at him, Hui suddenly smiled a bit, "Yes, in fact, I reached Level 7 warrior half a year ago with the help of our High Priest and Lord Yun. In fact, almost every warrior in our Tribe is a Level 7 warrior."

Hissss—

Diao took a step back, and the warriors following him stared at Hui with a fiery gaze.

What they had heard for themselves was very different from what they had imagined.

The shock on their faces was impossible to conceal.

After the encounter with the bipedal dinosaur, they had no doubts about what Hui was saying. But inside, they couldn’t help but feel a stirring of emotion.

If almost every warrior in the Icefield Tribe was a Level 7 warrior, what about them?

"I heard you’ve come to trade with our Tribe?" Hui then said leisurely.

Trade goods?

No, Diao no longer harbored such thoughts, "No, Hui, we just came to see how you all were doing. Seeing you now, we can rest assured."

Before they arrived, Diao and the others had speculated about how miserably Hui might be living, still dressed in Beast Skin. But seeing his finely made hemp robe, they dared not mention trading goods again.

"Do you want to meet Lord Yun?" Hui asked.

"No need, there’s still much to tend to in the Tribe, so we’ll head back first." Diao and Zhen were in no mood to meet Chu Yun now.

Not far away.

Youyou brought over two sets of clothing she had made for Ye Shaohua and Chu Yun, "Lord Yun, High Priest, these are the clothes for you to wear to the First-class City. I’ve also finished making the clothes for Lord Hui."

Ye Shaohua had by now found three primary colors, pink, purple, and green.

In preparation for their trip to the First-class City, the Tribe was very concerned, working overnight to come up with a new set of clothing.

Ye Shaohua’s was still a snow-white gown, mainly because they felt other colors did not suit the High Priest.

However, the group cut many flowers out of the three colors and sewed them onto the hem of the dress and the sleeves.

The material was very light, making it look light and ethereal.

Chu Yun touched the texture of the clothes and appeared surprised for the first time, "Silk?"

"That’s right. A week ago, our first batch of silkworms finally spun silk. It’s not much, but it’s enough to make a set of clothes for you and the High Priest," the middle-aged woman in charge of the Tribe’s clothing replied cheerfully.

Ye Shaohua had not expected these people to be so skilled with their hands.

Meanwhile, a group nearby was discussing whether dinosaur meat would be tasty and how to cook it to make it delicious.

"High Priest, how come they’ve come here again?" Youyou noticed, with a hint of hatred in her eyes, Diao and his group walking towards the gate looking somewhat disheveled.

She knew Che Nan and Chu Yin were nearby.

"Tei said they’re also going to the First-class City," Ye Shaohua replied with an indifferent smile, "we’re bound to run into each other eventually."

Youyou muttered, "High Priest, Lord Yun, I will go prepare the goods to take to the First-class City."

The invitation was from a First-class City, and becoming one had its requirements. Each year, envoys from First-class Cities would patrol to identify Tribes that had the potential to become First-class.

This was the greatest material exchange in Primitive Society.

Everyone would seize the opportunity.

Che Nan and Chu Yin were no exception.

The NanYin Tribe had been established for only half a year, but it already looked quite impressive, with the population nearing a thousand.

"Priest Chu, Lord Che," a person dressed in fine hemp entered, "Diao and his group have returned."

"Diao?" Chu Yin thought about the fact that she had sent Diao and the others to the Icefield Tribe today, to inquire about the situation, and went out to see them.

Che Nan was also curious; he hadn’t forgotten the humiliation they had suffered from the Icefield. He too would have gone with Diao’s group to the Icefield had they not been preparing for the trip to the First-class City.

"Did you let them take things to trade?" Che Nan asked.

Chu Yin smiled and didn’t seem to care much, "Yes, I let them take some coarse hemp, stuff we don’t need that’s used for making sacks. We gave them a good deal."

Now that they had started making fine hemp, Chu Yin knew there would be even better materials in the future, so she wasn’t too concerned about the coarse hemp.

"Discarded items, let them have them," Che Nan nodded. He didn’t know how modern fabrics were made, as they would be much better than hemp.

Even though he knew how cotton was made, he knew of a creature called the silkworm.

He had yet to find it, though.

The two of them talked as they walked out and saw that Diao and his group were still standing outside the gate, with strange expressions on their faces.

Chu Yin immediately noticed the items she personally had Diao take to the Icefield Tribe, still inside their baskets and not a single one missing.

"You didn’t trade? No, wait, could it be that the Icefield Tribe... has vanished?"