Chapter 464
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Chapter 464: The Smart One
It was tough to summon anyone when a blizzard raged outside.
By the time Hill and Harold arrived at Luo Ji’s residence, both their shoulders were already piled with snow.
Luo Ji discreetly checked their loyalty.
After some time, Harold’s loyalty had risen to 69 points, while Hill’s was 65 points.
These were certainly not trustworthy numbers, but there seemed to be no other option for now.
Moreover, Luo Ji believed that even if Harold acted foolishly, at least Hill was smart.
After accepting their simple greetings, there was no time to waste. Luo Ji went straight to the point.
“I need you two to transport a batch of grain from Mirror City to Songhe City, riding the mammoth and ice bears.”
That’s right, ordinary caravans couldn’t handle the severe cold and blizzard, making it difficult to transport food.
But the mammoth and ice bears of the Northern Tribes were different.
Originally from bitter cold regions, they should be able to withstand this level of severe cold and blizzard.
It was no exaggeration to say that the mammoth and ice bears were probably the most suitable transport units in this environment.
After Jie Zichuan translated, Hill and Harold instinctively exchanged glances.
Both their faces showed clear surprise.
In this icy, snowy world, the importance of grain was undeniable, let alone large quantities of it.
No one had expected Luo Ji to ask them to do this. However, unlike the still somewhat bewildered Harold, Hill thought for a moment, then quite decisively responded.
“Okay, I’m willing to accept this task.”
“I’ll go too!”
Harold, after a brief thought, quickly agreed as well.
After a while, he’d figured one thing out: this woman was far more cunning than him.
Whatever Hill got involved in, he shouldn’t miss out. Doing so was always the right move.
Luo Ji’s face showed satisfaction at their quick replies.
“Do well. If you handle this matter successfully, I won’t treat you unfairly.”
He added, “Considering you’re unfamiliar with the locations of the cities, I’ll have Jie Zichuan lead a team to assist you with this task.”
Hill and Harold had no reason to refuse and naturally agreed repeatedly.
After withdrawing and leaving Luo Ji’s residence, Harold, after walking some distance, quickly moved closer to Hill.
“Are you plotting something again?”
Hill, with her calm, ice-blue eyes, merely glanced at Harold.
“Transporting grain. What else could I plot?”
Harold’s face was full of disbelief. But since Hill said that and then ignored him, walking directly back to her own residence, Harold felt quite helpless.
Before setting off, the preparations alone took nearly a week.
But there was no alternative; it wasn’t easy to transfer the mammoth and ice bears.
On the 8th day, the mammoth and ice bears, loaded with grain, officially set off for Songhe City, enduring the swirling wind and snow.
Along the way, Jie Zichuan and the accompanying escort led the way at the front of the convoy.
Harold, following behind, glanced at the grain carried on the ice bears’ backs, then at Jie Zichuan and the others’ position.
He discreetly controlled the ice bear he was riding to approach the mammoth, Hak.
“Hey, Hill, Hill…”
Harold below wouldn’t stop calling. At this moment, Hill, sitting on Hak’s back, seemed a bit annoyed by his non-stop shouting.
She spoke coldly.
“What is it?”
“Hill, your Hak and our ice bears are back now, and they’re carrying so much grain. If we just get rid of those guys in front, won’t we regain our freedom?”
By saying this, Harold’s meaning was clear.
Upon hearing this, Hill’s lips, hidden beneath her animal-skin collar, curled slightly into a faint, cold sneer.
“Go ahead, but let me make it clear, I have no intention of helping you. Don’t count me in. I’ll help them.”
“Damn, what do you mean by that?”
Hill’s words irritated Harold.
“We’re all from the Northern Tribes, after all. We finally have a chance to get away. It’s one thing if you don’t help, but you want to interfere?”
Hill was simply too lazy to waste words on an idiot like Harold, whose head was full of muscles.
The Ice Bear Tribe’s custom of “whoever has the biggest fist becomes chief” was utterly idiotic.
Full of disdain, Hill directly signaled Hak to speed up and walk forward, quite decisively joining Jie Zichuan and the others at the front.
While clearly stating her position, she was also telling Harold not to bother her anymore.
Escape with the grain? Regain freedom? These fools, how could they even be from the Northern Tribes? In such a blizzard, they naively believed they could survive just by having enough grain.
Hill’s attitude and response somewhat angered Harold. It also made him abandon his idea of killing and escaping with the grain.
Though he didn’t want to admit it, Hill was always very shrewd. She never got involved in things that didn’t benefit her or weren’t guaranteed.
In other words, Hill’s refusal made Harold feel somewhat uncertain.
Meanwhile, at the very front of the grain transport team, Jie Zichuan sensed the activity behind him but pretended not to notice.
Only now did he understand.
Luo Ji’s trust had never been in the loyalty of these two tribal leaders.
It was in Hill’s brain. As long as she remained smart, she wouldn’t be foolish enough to escape with the grain.
As for Harold, he was indeed someone without much intelligence. Coupled with his upbringing in a tribe where “whoever had the biggest fist called the shots,” he had even fewer opportunities to use his brain.
But he had one smart point: he now wanted to involve Hill in everything.
If Hill was willing to join, it meant the matter was likely to succeed. If Hill wasn’t willing, it meant the matter was hopeless.
This way, as long as Hill was smart enough, the grain transport team would essentially be safe.
As for what to do if both of them acted foolishly and tried to escape with the grain, Luo Ji had told Jie Zichuan before they set off to let them escape.
That’s right, don’t bother with them.
Luo Ji, who had just emptied the warehouses of three cities, wasn’t lacking grain right now.
If they wanted to escape, they could. In his opinion, people who would be so foolish wouldn’t be missed if they died.
At most, he’d send a team to collect their bodies after spring came next year, assuming those bodies were still there.
