bookcurios Chapter 118 Arrival at the Pitcher Clan
Chapter 118 Arrival at the Pitcher Clan
"Holy Son, do you need food or drink?"
"Not necessary for now, get Coco a cup of weak tea."
"Yes."
Compared with the big families.
This time it was set in the distant territory of the pitcher clan.
All the people participating in the competition boarded the Bean Clan's exclusive private jet to go to the Pitcher Clan to participate in the competition.
The third and eighth elders among the ten elders accompanied these seeds of the Bean Clan. Of course, Dai Tianli was also in this group to escort these outstanding talents of the Bean Clan.
"How long will it take... This is a bit boring..." Li Keke rolled around in Daidi's arms like a caterpillar, looking at the surrounding environment with great boredom.
"It's almost there. I'll take you to eat the delicious food of the Pitcher Clan later. I heard that their tacos are the best in the North and can't be compared to those in other places." Datty gently stroked Li Keke's head and comforted her softly.
In order to allow the Son of God to have a good rest, a private room was specially opened for him on the plane.
However, after flying in the sky for two hours, they had already watched all the more interesting videos they had saved, and even the games became a little boring.
After all, in this world that focuses on self-development, people pay more attention to personal growth and progress, and pay relatively less attention to entertainment. Therefore, there are relatively fewer interesting entertainment contents.
After hearing Dai Di's words, Li Keke stopped twisting and looked at Dai Di with burning eyes.
"We agreed to buy me the freshest ones as soon as we get off the plane."
"Good good."
Dai Di rubbed her head lovingly, and Li Keke smiled at Dai Di after hearing that.
Hmm...the smile is a bit silly.
In this way, the two hugged each other and took a short nap on the plane, and the plane announcement sounded.
"We are about to arrive at the Pitcher Clan, Yunting City, and will soon land. Please fasten your seat belts."
"Hmm... is it almost time?"
"Well, we'll be there soon."
The location of the Pitcher Clan is not as unified as other places, because there are many different types of pitchers, and they cannot change their form through evolution like the Bean Clan.
In the pitcher clan, awakened plants are like a bloodline inheritance, and in this clan based on cabbage and corn, with watermelon pitchers as king, the watermelon clan has absolute say.
When the plane slowly landed after a turbulence, Dai Di held Li Keke's hand tightly and walked off the plane together.
"Someone is coming."
"Lord Holy Son!" Upon hearing Daidi's voice, one of his men immediately stepped forward.
"Go get some of the freshest tacos, and hurry," Datty ordered.
"Yes!" The men left quickly.
At this moment, the space around Dai Di suddenly began to fluctuate, and a crack appeared in the air. As the crack expanded, the figures of Dai's father and mother slowly walked out of it.
"It seems I came at the right time. Wow, this spatial force is really fun to use."
Father Dai steadied himself and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
"It's great. I can travel wherever I want in the future without having to worry about queuing."
Mother Dai held Father Dai's hand and said with a smile.
"Hahaha, that's right, I don't have to queue up when traveling in the future, hahaha."
After hearing what her parents said, several black lines appeared on Daidi's head.
Is this how the power of the emperor is used?
How come he doesn't have any dignity of an emperor?
But then, Dadi thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case.
Father Dai has already become the emperor and reached the pinnacle of cultivation. Why would he care about other things?
If I don’t spend the rest of my life with my loved ones, will I spend the rest of my life like those people in other novels who meditate for thousands or even tens of thousands of years?
There are no great emperors here, nor are there any forces scheming against each other.
They all have a common enemy, the zombie dynasty of the southern continent.
"Holy Son Daiti has come to visit us. I hope you will forgive me for not welcoming you."
An old voice came from afar.
Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.
I saw an old man, leaning on a cane, walking towards Dai Di with a staggering gait.
Behind him were many young men and women, all dressed in the clothes of the Watermelon Clan, and they were very respectful to the old man.
"Greetings to the great elder of the Watermelon Clan. I, Dai, am here at the invitation and there is no reason for me to be punished. It's just that I didn't inform the nobles in advance and caused trouble for them." Dai Di bowed respectfully when he saw the visitor.
Before coming, he had already gotten to know all the elders of the major clans, and knew which elders had favors for the Dou clan and which had grudges against them.
returning a Favour many times more.
Although Dai Di is the holy son of the Bean tribe, he always maintains a humble and studious attitude, constantly learning from the people around him and absorbing their wisdom and experience.
Dai Di showed respect to Feng Cong, who once had a close relationship with the Dou tribe.
This respect is not based on fear or flattery of power, but on respect for the elder.
Although Dai Di is the holy son of the Dou tribe, he understands that everyone can learn from others, especially wise men like Feng Cong.
"Elder Feng Cong, how are you? Haha." The third elder and the eighth elder of the clan walked down from the plane nearby and burst into laughter when they saw Feng Cong.
"You two are here? Haha, this is the new wine made by our tribe. Take it to satisfy your cravings first. Once you join our tribe, I will offer you all the delicious food. Haha." Feng Cong smiled and flipped his hand, and a bottle of corn wine that had been prepared long ago appeared in his hand.
Feng Cong smiled happily when he saw the third and eighth clan elders.
Although the three of them have a huge age difference, the third clan elder is forty years old, the eighth clan elder is over fifty years old, and Feng Cong has reached the age of seventy.
Although he is powerful and can make his appearance look younger, he still prefers to talk to people in his current appearance.
The three of them were friends regardless of age. Back then, all three of them were responsible for negotiating and establishing relationships with other tribes. As time went by, they got to know each other very well, and the two young people formed an indissoluble bond with Feng Cong. Until the three of them became elders of the tribe, the relationship between the Bean Tribe and the Pitcher Tribe became stronger.
"Yes, yes! Everyone knows that the corn wine of the pitcher clan is famous far and wide. It tastes like nectar and leaves a lingering fragrance. The last time I drank with you was more than ten years ago. Tonight we must drink to our heart's content!"
"Okay, okay, Wild Emperor, everyone, please come this way..."