The Cannon Fodder in the Global Apocalypse Game lives a leisurely life-Chapter 457: What sort of plans are you hatching?

Whoosh!

A strong gust of wind swept by, and then a large shadow covered the area, making it as dark as if night had suddenly fallen.

They looked up, only to see a huge brown bird passing overhead, carrying a pagoda in its claws.

As soon as it flew away, brightness returned.

Looking at the pagoda, Chunhua was amazed. A pagoda? Is that from a player? Has someone already invented floating houses?

Thinking further, she realized she should ask Uncle if he could make her a portable house with a portable kitchen so they wouldn’t have to trouble themselves every time they went on a trip.

By the way... what species was that huge bird? It flew away before she could use her appraisal skill.

To answer her question, Grandpa Trident appeared at her side. "It’s a roc bird, native to mid-level primitive resource planets. Because they are aggressive by nature, few dare to make them mounts. The last time I saw one was in the City of Beasts. Their Chief and High Elders were riding roc birds while fighting spectral monsters."

"So, Grandpa, are you saying this island could be part of the City of Beasts?" Chunhua asked. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

The novel had indeed mentioned the City of Beasts, but only fleetingly, during one of the spectral beast tides. It had never been discussed in detail and was only shown in the memory of an extra character. Who was that beast-man again? She doesn’t remember. The casualties in the spectral beast tide had been so intense she had paused reading. All she knew was that the City of Beasts was founded by the 458th Victor, Aurelion.

Grandpa Trident chortled. "Impossible! Beast men are highly territorial. If this were really a planet of beast men, as soon as we arrived—by air, land, or water—we would have been captured immediately, brought before the tribe for a trial, and then thrown into the beast arena to fight for our lives! Ha ha ha!"

Chunhua’s eyes widened. That dangerous?!

Wait a moment... if it was that dangerous, why was Grandpa Trident laughing? Was he just making it up?

"Sigh. Kid, you weren’t there back then. I was still a prince at the time. I was included in the envoy sent to the City of Beasts. We were supposed to build an alliance. But because a space pirate ship hijacked our vessel and stole all the royal tributes including our transmit permits during a space-time turbulence, we were reduced to being undocumented travelers."

"That guy from the Templar of Light, the one dumped by his fiancée, knew someone in the Starport Regulation Bureau. Once he heard about me, he framed us as space pirates. We had to leave the Starport immediately. To escape, we had to disguise ourselves—but the disguising spell had some problems. So basically, when we arrived at the City of Beasts, we were treated as invaders and thrown into the arena. Ha ha ha."

"Don’t worry, kid. This one survived and even got a beautiful girl." Grandpa Trident sighed nostalgically as he stroked his beard. "After seeing me fight so valiantly, the Chief’s daughter fell in love and proposed on the spot. But who knew she already had a fiancé from the Leonin Clan? I was forced to fight again."

"How can they blame me at every turn? It’s not my fault for being so handsome. Life is so unfair. I hadn’t even done anything, yet girls with fiancés kept flocking to me like moths to a flame. Good thing I’m a principled man... otherwise, if there was a scumbag with charisma like mine existed, those girls would have been pitiful."

Chunhua’s brows knitted. "Hold on... how many girls with fiancés are we talking about?"

Grandpa Trident leaned back, lost in thought, one finger tapping his chin. "It’s been so long, I’ve honestly lost count. But when you travel outside and meet them, I’ll give you a heads-up."

Chunhua went speechless.

Wow... Grandpa collects enemies like I collect summons like Pokémons. She noted to herself: do NOT bring out his Trident in public. And if anyone ever mentions him, I’m claiming we’ve never met. What if the person is a descendant of that guy from the Templar of Light or the Leonin Clan? Wouldn’t all that love tribulation fall on me?

Chunhua shook the thoughts from her head.

Seeing the bird carrying the pagoda, Ning Bo became excited.

"Mysterious Merchant! It’s the Mysterious Merchant!"

"Mysterious Merchant?" Numerous eyes fell on Ning Bo.

Ning Bo explained what he had gathered from the first batch of players who entered Death Island in the Global Chat.

Like the system’s special effects, every time the Mysterious Merchant appears, a pillar of light shows up, followed by a bird carrying a spinning pagoda. Players must follow the bird to locate the merchant.

Only the first fifty players can enter the last floor, where high-level items will be auctioned! If you aren’t fast enough, you can only stay on the first to fourth floors.

"We need to hurry! The Mysterious Merchant only appears for two hours at most. If we’re late, all the items will be gone!" Ning Bo said urgently. "Oh, and Miss Kong and Sir Lin, if you haven’t seen a spirit stone, this is what it looks like!"

Chunhua and Long Haoran looked at the spirit stone Ning Bo showed and furrowed their brows.

Why does his spirit stone look smaller and paler than what we’ve collected? Are spirit stones ranked too?

Seeing them stare at the spirit stone intensely, Ning Bo thought he had guessed correctly—they hadn’t collected a single spirit stone so far. He was not surprised, since spirit stones were the most difficult item to find.

Since these two were benefactors, when Miss Long and Sir Lin Chun needed spirit stones for the auction later, their team would not hesitate to lend them.

"An auction by spirit stones?" Thousands of thoughts raced through Chunhua’s mind.

"What sort of plans are you hatching?" Grandpa Trident inched closer to her, squinting.

Chunhua tilted her head innocently, "Plans? What plans? I was just wondering—if players already knew about the auction and limited slots, wouldn’t they cause chaos? Like... robbery, ambushes on the way, and so on?"

This was common in the novel, and even in her world.

"Then shouldn’t you be worried instead? Why are you smiling?" Grandpa Trident’s lips twitched.

"Nonsense. I’m not smiling. You’re imagining things, Grandpa. I’m genuinely worried." Chunhua quickly adjusted her expression.

Worried my ass!

"I may be old, but my eyes aren’t blind." Grandpa Trident didn’t believe a word. Anyone with discerning eyes could see her thoughts. "You know...I can already tell you and the space pirates will get along quite well."

"What do you mean, Grandpa? I dislike chaos and prefer peace," Chunhua said righteously.

If Grandpa Trident had a physical form, he would have kicked her butt.

Peace? Yeah, right!