CHAPTER 165: ALLIANCES FIRST

"But why are you asking so many questions about the white sheep tribe?" asked Xie Daiyu, with a frown. Don’t tell him that Ruan Chanchan was planning on changing tribes? His eyes widened, and he turned to look at his destined one before saying to her, "Chanchan, I know that the white sheep tribe sounds way better than our tribe, but it is not that good. They are really strict and only allow the sheep beast women or mers to join them. They are not at all inclusive like our tribe."

Ruan Chanchan was still thinking about how to hit her first pot of gold when she heard Xie Daiyu speak. Frowning, she turned to look at him. "Who told you that I wanted to go to the white sheep tribe?"

Xie Daiyu was stupefied when he heard that Ruan Chanchan didn’t want to go to the white sheep tribe. He blinked his eyes and then said to Ruan Chanchan with some hesitation, "But you keep asking about them, so I thought—"

Ruan Chanchan understood that the mer had misunderstood her. She shook her head and replied in a quiet voice, "It’s not that I want to move to the white sheep tribe. The reason I was asking about them was that I know how to make linen. It’s way better than the wool that they are selling in the market."

"A piece of clothing that is better than wool?" Xie Daiyu was a beat slower, but he still understood what Ruan Chanchan was telling him. His golden eyes widened as he cried out, "Ruan Chanchan, you are not joking, right?"

"Do I look like I am joking with you?" Ruan Chanchan rolled her eyes and waved her hand, "I don’t have the liberty to joke with you about that while kneeling."

Having been thrown into this world, Ruan Chanchan already had a bunch of things to do. Especially, when the collection of goodwill points was way slower than she expected it to be. She needed something handy, anything that could help her save this world before things became nasty. The last thing she wanted was to become a human version of burnt bacon. Again.

"Chanchan, you can really make something better than the wool?" Xie Daiyu asked once again because he was having a hard time believing that Ruan Chanchan could do something that no one in the entire beast world could do. Even his breathing started to get heavier, and his hands started to tremble despite resting on his knees.

"Yes, it’s not that hard," Ruan Chanchan replied with a sharp nod. Of course, she had no intention of selling the linen first; she first needed to strengthen their tribe. If she tried to snatch the business from the white sheep tribe, then there might be some consequences that Ruan Chanchan might not be able to withstand.

"Not that hard?" Xie Daiyu was stunned to his core. He suddenly felt something fishy rushing to his mouth, and the urge to vomit blood became intense.

This... he looked around and made sure that no one was listening, or else he was sure that Ruan Chanchan was going to get beaten. Was Ruan Chanchan serious? How could she even say such a thing? Making clothes was not difficult? What was the difference between this and admitting that everyone else in the tribe was nothing but fools?

All sorts of thoughts passed through Xie Daiyu’s head, and his eyes turned red. He excitedly said, "This is great; as long as we can create this linen thing, we will definitely be able to develop into a large tribe just like the White Sheep Tribe." He could already imagine the success of their tribe once they launched this linen in the beast market.

"Who told you that it would be this easy?" Ruan Chanchan asked with her lips twitching in amusement. She turned her head and said to him, "Think about it carefully. If we start selling linen, it will clash with the white sheep tribe and will put us in danger of being attacked. Instead of selling something that will clash with them, we should slowly start."

"What do you mean?" Xie Daiyu asked with a frown. He was not a fool; he knew that Ruan Chanchan was planning on selling the linen for meat and coins in exchange. "There are only eight to ten days left for the market. What else are we going to sell if not the linen?"

"Being anxious is of no use. We don’t have the materials to make linen for the time being," said Ruan Chanchan with a helpless expression on her face. She knew that the mer was in a hurry, but she didn’t want to rush things. First of all, she didn’t have the material. Secondly, she still needed to learn how to make linen herself. And lastly, she also needed to strengthen the tribe for any unexpected attacks. The hearts of humans were truly unpredictable, and Ruan Chanchan, who had lived countless lives, knew this well enough.

It was better to work on their strength before kicking someone’s stomach. Not that she was aiming for it, but who would purchase just wool when she started selling ready-made clothes? So it was better to be safe than sorry.

"Whatever material you need, I will look for it right away," Xie Daiyu said anxiously.

"No need for the time being; continue hunting like usual," Ruan Chanchan said with a light shake of her head.

"But—"

"Have you thought about how our tribe will fight with the White Sheep tribe if they decide to attack us?" said Ruan Chanchan, one of her brows raised. She sighed and explained in a calm voice, "We will first start selling the instant noodles. No one has ever seen it in the beast world before; we can easily sell it for two pots of dried meat or two hundred coins. Let’s attract a few alliances from strong tribes before trying to go head-on with the White Sheep tribe."