Natural God's Gift

Green Field Mountain Master sensed that Fourleaf's gaze towards the mosquito swarm was off. He quickly reached out with his spider silk thread and patted its little spider head: "Are you dumbfounded?"

"Hehe," Fourleaf giggled foolishly, feeling that its little thoughts might have been discovered by Green Field Mountain Master.

"Green Field Mountain Master, what are we doing here?" Looking at the mosquitoes on the lake, Whitegrass and the other little warriors felt their scalps tingle. If it weren't for their hard shells and thick fluff, making it impossible for the mosquitoes to pierce them, they would probably be sucked into spider jerky in the blink of an eye.

"Do you feel like there are too many mosquitoes around?" Green Field Mountain Master instructed, "You can spit out some acid from your chelicerae. Mosquitoes don't like that smell, and they will stay away from you."

The little spiders followed Green Field Mountain Master's instructions and spat out some acid, smearing it on their bodies. Sure enough, mosquitoes were unwilling to approach within a meter or two around them.

Shy Mountain Master avoided the spiders. Although it was already a Mountain Master, it still instinctively disliked this smell, for obvious reasons.

Shy Mountain Master led the trade caravan forward, until they reached another plaza on the mountainside where there were fewer mosquitoes.

Shy Mountain Master pointed to the plaza and said, "Purple Cloud Mountain Master, you can have your juniors plant their life seeds here."

"Thank you," On the plaza, which had been solidified with earth and stone, there were many large pits specifically reserved for the Flame Spider merchants to plant their life seeds.

Purple Cloud Mountain Master spat out a Purple Cloud Aster life seed and planted it. The Purple Cloud Aster life seed quickly sprouted and grew branches, and within a few minutes, it grew into a huge plant. The other spiders, seeing Purple Cloud Mountain Master spitting out its life seed and planting it, closely followed suit and spat out their own life seeds into the soil.

Once all the spiders' life seeds had taken root, Shy Mountain Master spoke again: "Purple Cloud Mountain Master, I will take you to see Blood Vine Lord."

"Okay, let me explain things to my juniors first." Purple Cloud Mountain Master replied. The deal it was discussing with Blood Vine Lord was a major transaction concerning the rise and fall of their entire tribe, and it was not suitable to be conducted here.

Hearing Purple Cloud Mountain Master say this, Shy Mountain Master landed to the side and waited quietly.

Purple Cloud Mountain Master, as the leader of the trade caravan, turned around and assigned tasks to the other spiders: "We will be staying at Blood Vine Lake for a few days. Torch, you will come with me to trade with Blood Vine Lord. Green Field, you will take Dragon Sprout and the others to set up a stall in the trading plaza. As for Peony, Whitegrass, and Fourleaf, you four little ones, don't run around, or you'll really get your legs broken."

"Understood," all the spiders replied obediently.

After speaking, Whitegrass and Fourleaf climbed down from Torch Mountain Master's back, watching Purple Cloud Mountain Master and the others leave.

After Purple Cloud Mountain Master left, all the little spiders looked at Green Field Mountain Master, the largest in the spider group: "Green Field Mountain Master, what should we do now?"

Green Field Mountain Master ran to the base of a large tree and took out a huge spider silk scroll, spreading it on the ground: "The time we come here each year is basically fixed. Plus, with the warriors spreading the word, the White-striped Aedes mosquito tribe's mosquito warriors will soon know that our merchants have arrived. We will set up our stall now and wait for them to come and trade."

"Okay, Green Field Mountain Master is really a reliable senior." Green Field Mountain Master, as the member of the Purple Cloud Trade Caravan with the lowest sense of presence, was not as skilled in trade as Purple Cloud Mountain Master, and its earth-type abilities were not as good as Torch Mountain Master's, but it had still become an indispensable member of the trade caravan. Its steady personality was indispensable. No matter what happened, Green Field would always provide Torch Mountain Master and Purple Cloud Mountain Master with a safety net to solve their worries.

"Green Field Mountain Master, let us help you." The little spiders were too small to carry anything heavy, but they were seriously moving things back and forth, as if they were helping with a big task, making the other spiders not know whether to laugh or cry.

Dragon Sprout and Iron Wire also learned from Green Field Mountain Master, spreading a huge spider silk scroll on the ground and placing the spider silk bags containing various original force foods on the stall. The rest was to wait for the mosquito warriors to come and purchase original force foods.

… …

The Flame Spider merchants have arrived! This news quickly spread throughout Blood Vine Lake. Flower mosquito warriors called out to their friends, bringing their precious original force foods to the trading plaza. Even smaller tribes from further away gathered towards Blood Vine Lake.

In a mountain cave crevice, the nest of a dozen flower mosquito warriors, a flower mosquito warrior the size of a watermelon flew into the nest. The inside of the cave was extremely spacious and huge. It flew to the deepest part of the cave, where a super-sized mosquito was dormant: "Knotweed Mountain Master, Shy Mountain Master asked me to inform you that the Flame Spider merchants have arrived."

"Flame Spider merchants? They've finally arrived." Deep in the cave, a giant mosquito with a wingspan of more than three meters was lying on the mountain wall. Hearing the news of the Flame Spider merchants, it immediately took flight in the cave. On the mountain wall below it, there were also a dozen flower mosquito warriors of various sizes starting to flap their wings.

Knotweed Mountain Master circled the cave and ordered: "Bottle Gourd, pack up the original force foods and prepare to trade."

"Okay," a mosquito more than a meter long on the lower rock wall readily agreed.

Knotweed Mountain Master scanned the dim nest: "The rest of you insects can also bring the products of your life seeds to trade with the Flame Spider merchants."

"Okay, Knotweed Mountain Master," the flower mosquito warriors responded eagerly.

"Flame Spider merchants?" Among the flower mosquito warriors, a mango-sized flower mosquito warrior began searching its inherited memories upon hearing this name, discovering that they were a race specializing in original force food trade on the continent.

It asked a flower mosquito warrior in confusion, "Mountain Turtle, do the Flame Spider merchants come to our tribe to trade every year?"

"Yes," the flower mosquito warrior named Mountain Turtle replied, "The Purple Cloud Trade Caravan of the Watarase Flame Spider tribe trades with our tribe. The Purple Cloud Trade Caravan is a well-known large trade caravan even in the Flame Spider Kingdom. They come once every spring, bringing many kinds of original force foods to trade with us."

"Many kinds of original force foods?" The flower mosquito little warrior had only metamorphosed and evolved at the end of last year and didn't have much of a concept of many kinds.

"Mountain Turtle, the inherited memories tell me that all the trade caravans on the entire continent are Flame Spider merchants. Why?"

"Why what?" Mountain Turtle didn't understand what the little warrior was saying.

"I mean, why are only Flame Spider merchants trading? Why is it rare to hear of other races trading? In my inherited memories, there are many insect races that are no worse than Flame Spiders. Why don't they trade?"

"This…" Mountain Turtle packed up the original force foods while replying to the little warrior: "I've thought about this question before. Maybe there are several reasons.

The first is that Flame Spiders have silk pouches. Silk pouches are lightweight and can also preserve original force foods. Compared to other insect races, this is definitely an indispensable advantage."

"What else?" the little warrior pressed.

"The second is that Flame Spiders' load-bearing capacity exceeds that of most insect races. They can carry goods around, and most insect races can't do this. Those good at flying aren't good at carrying loads, and those who can carry loads can't fly. Those who can fly and carry loads can't carry goods.

Moreover, most insect races have their own life seeds. They would rather cultivate life seeds in their territory than travel around."

"Original force food trade is a very troublesome thing. It requires enough capital to carry out. It is said that the Flame Spider Kingdom is extremely wealthy and can get any original force food. They have God-given original force foods from every system. Other tribes don't even have enough food for their own growth and evolution, so how can they compete with the Flame Spiders?"

"Moreover, the customs of the Flame Spider merchants have already been engraved in the inherited memories. Compared to them, the credibility of other insect races is far inferior to that of the Flame Spiders. If they can't compete with them, they naturally won't compete with them."

While chatting, they also packed up the original force foods. One by one, they flew out of the nest like small helicopters, flying towards the trading plaza.