You call this the god of etiquette?

Chapter 98: Domestication
The two cubs finally couldn't bear it anymore when they saw that Guabrak was ignoring them and kept sweeping into the ice room.

They could feel that the blue-skinned tall men in front of them were stronger than them, especially the stone bars in their hands were stained with red ice crystals that made the cubs feel uncomfortable instinctively.

But even if it is just a cub of Snowstorm Bear, it is still the Lord of the Snow Field that cannot be despised!
Almost at the same time, two snowstorm bear cubs broke out together!
Their light gray fur shone with a thin layer of light, and their black claws were immediately covered with irregular ice edges.

This is their favorite method of hunting lambs brought back by their parents.

Once the claws penetrate the body of the prey, the ice edges attached to the claws will immediately proliferate and spread in the body of the prey.

If the opponent does not break free within a short period of time, he will be irresistibly eroded by the severe cold.

In the end, the cubs will have a beautiful and delicious ice sculpture.

Guabulac was not at all surprised by the sudden attack of the cubs.

He just lamented that a creature like Snowstorm Bear is really rebellious by nature.

Even if you are facing an enemy stronger than yourself, you have to stretch out your claws and give it a try.

From the perspective of a snowstorm bear, it may be called brave, but from the perspective of a troll, Guabrak only thinks they are noisy.

Looking at the two pairs of claws that were rushing, Guabrak sank slightly, and the obsidian stick in his hand swept across from right to left.

With two crisp bangs, the troll leader's fierce swing smashed the humerus bones of the cubs into pieces.

Then, he reversed the huge force he brought up, and hit the bodies of the two cubs with his backhand, causing them to fly backwards at the same speed as when they came.

dong dong——

The cub's body hit hard on the floor of the ice room, kicking up a thin layer of ice.

Guabrak followed up unhurriedly, but saw that although the two snowstorm cubs were roaring in pain, the ferocity in their eyes remained undiminished. With a flash of light on their bodies, they summoned a few ice flakes and directed them at Guabulak. Blake shoots.

The troll leader sighed, and pale white mist rose from his mouth.

I was still too careless.

I forgot one very important thing...

The brilliance of "etiquette" has never spread to the north of the Daxue Mountain.

I have to take these two snowstorm bears as an example first, so that the cubs who are hiding in the corner and watching here can understand what "etiquette" is, and what kind of attitude they should use to treat those who follow the etiquette. The "Big Stick Clan" trolls.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the young snowstorm bear cubs in the far corner, and found that their attention had already been attracted by the battle here.

The big stick in his hand flashed quickly, easily smashing the incoming ice flakes.

Then, he loosened his hand.

The black-red stone stick naturally stagnated in mid-air.

It was as if an invisible hand was holding it.

Guabraque walked towards the two cubs expressionlessly, unmoved by the way their forelimbs were smashed and they were still struggling.

When the position was almost there, the troll leader stretched out his big palm.

Buckle the heads of the two cubs, one left and one right.

The texture of the fur is a little rough, but that's okay.

next second.

Guabraque's hands suddenly exerted force!
click-

click-

The sound of two bones shattering sounded almost simultaneously.

Red and white brains shot out from the gap in the cub's head to the rear!
They only roared for a short while, and then their hind legs that had been thrashing around collapsed feebly, and there was no more sound.

The cubs who witnessed all this in the corner of the ice room did as Guabulak expected, their whimpering and shouting stopped.

Guabrak didn't pay much attention to their situation, but turned the bear carcasses in his left and right hands over.

bang bang-

The bear carcass was lifted and hit the ground again, and the sound of the collision echoed in the ice room.

Afterwards, Guablac skillfully removed the heads of the two bears, peeled off the skin and flesh.

The trolls who gathered around stared at the skull in Guabulak's hand, looking left and right, amazed.

Grox nodded in admiration and praised: "As expected of the boss, only the occipital bone of the bear's head was crushed, and the rest of the bones remained intact."

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Leige also praised: "It's really beautiful! It's a pity that such a good bone is not used to make a bowl."

Guabulak didn't think it was flattery from the clansmen. In fact, the trolls didn't have the concept of flattery.

It does have the habit of "fighting if there is a disagreement".

Besides, everyone is a troll who has mastered [Elegant Skull Crushing], and they are generally more aesthetically literacy.

These two skulls are indeed more iconic and beautiful, and Guabraque himself is quite satisfied with this.

After almost drying the blood in the two spherical bones, Guabrak casually threw them into his shoulder bag.

Then he got up and strolled towards the corner of the ice room.

The other six trolls followed the leader unhurriedly, spreading out seemingly randomly, but completely surrounded the cubs in the corner.

"Boss, can you leave some bear cubs for me?" Valak saw that the heads of a few snowstorm bear cubs were just the right size, so he couldn't help but said, "I can't say those words in the clan recently. The brats in the house are making a lot of noise all day long."

"I want to make two balls for them to kick."

Guabulak smiled when he heard the words: "Isn't it easy to get the ball? When the time comes, let Leige use rabbit bones to build two."

"The clan just asked for a batch of tools from Priest Yige."

Seeing Valak's hesitant expression, Guabrak knew what he was thinking:
"There is no way to kill those two bears just now, otherwise I wouldn't do it even if I could make the best bone bowl."

"The remaining cubs have other uses."

Valak nodded when he heard that. He would never say something like asking Guabrak to give him the heads of the two cubs.

After all, those were the trophies of Guabulak, and he just asked casually just now.

As a member of the vigilance team, Valak didn't stay in the lair for a long time. If his mother-in-law hadn't often complained to him about this, he wouldn't have thought of this.

Leige heard the leader mentioned himself, so he accepted the errand without hesitation.

He claims to be the number one bone artist of the "Big Stick Clan", and he will never let go of any opportunity to show off his skills.

However, he heard the meaning behind the leader's words and was a little puzzled:

"Boss, do we still want to keep these bear cubs?"

"I see that several of them have a lot of meat on their bodies. Isn't it a waste not to kill them?"

Guabulak shook his head: "I want to try to see if I can tame these snowstorm bears."

"tame?!"

This time, not only Lege, but also several other trolls were confused by Guabulak:
"Boss, are you saying that we raise snowstorm bears like moon rabbits?"

"is it possible?"

Guabraque corrected everyone's views:

"It's not raising, it's taming."

"Not as a meat-producing livestock, but as a helper on the road and in battle."

"I don't know if it's possible, but I think it's worth a try."

While speaking, the trolls had already arrived in front of the snow storm bear cub.Guabulac counted carefully this time.

Well, fifteen in total, more than originally thought.

It may be that a few bear cubs were blocked when looking from a distance earlier.

The fifteen snowstorm bear cubs snuggling together are quite different in appearance.

It should be that the older cubs are less than one meter long, relatively sturdy, and their muscle lines have begun to show.

Their fur is light gray, not as thick as an adult snowstorm bear, but still shimmering slightly.

The significantly younger cubs who accounted for the majority of the cubs were generally less than half a meter long.

They look slender and agile, with dark gray fur.

Although they are young, their claws have already grown, but all the cubs' fangs and claws look harmless compared to the adult snow bears.

Guabulak focused on those cubs that were significantly larger than their own species.

Three of them were found to exhibit a stronger wildness.

They have a strong body, and their brows reveal the same fierceness as their dead brothers and fathers.

When Guabrak tentatively brought his palm closer, he also let out a heavy and passionate bark.

The cries that echoed in the ice room were deafening, and the growing cubs seemed to be using this method to prove that they were not overwhelmed by the "performance" in front of Guabulak.

Of course, what seemed heroic to the cubs only made Gwabrak laugh.

He randomly picked out the one among the three cubs that screamed the loudest.

Its head is not small, and its eyes are full of hostility.

The muscle lines of the body are obvious, and the development is enough to support a larger and more terrifying and ferocious figure in the future.

The mouth is slightly opened, revealing sharp fangs.

This shows that it already has the ability to prey and attack.

The cub was lifted by Guabrak, and the paws grabbed him without hesitation.

The speed was not slow, but it was hit by the floating obsidian stick before it reached the skin of Guabulak.

The cub is in pain and screams more ferociously.

Guabraque has already found a position.

He put his left hand on the snowstorm bear cub's head and pinched it.

click-

The cub who was barking with his mouth open one second closed his mouth forever the next.

Blood splattered and splashed on almost every bear cub.

Guabrak threw forward the bear carcass that was dangling in his hand like a rag.

Puff, clatter——

The headless dead bear cub landed directly in front of the cub that was barking fiercely just now.

The blood that was still pouring out dyed the light gray fur of the cub blood red.

The whole ice room finally fell silent.

All the cubs looked at the expressionless troll leader with fearful eyes.

A pair of courteous appearance.

Guabrak noticed the change in the attitude of the Snowstorm bear cubs, and nodded.

Things are finally moving a bit.

The cubs will be afraid, which means that they are intelligent and have the possibility of being tamed.

To be honest, Guabrak couldn't get any pleasure from killing the cubs, but he couldn't communicate with the snow bears after all, and he wasn't familiar with their way of thinking.

So I had to use the common language that all living things understand—fear, to teach these snowstorm bear cubs their own etiquette.

On the other hand, for intelligent monsters like them, if even the fear of death can't make them succumb, then Guabrak will just give up the idea of ​​domesticating snowstorm bears, and treat them as pure livestock in the future. Before the size reaches the level that is a threat to the trolls, just kill them and take the flesh.

Fortunately, his method worked.

Facts have proved that the scene of his former companion dying violently in front of him within a few breaths is an absolute psychological shadow even for the cub of a powerful creature like Snowstorm Bear.

If these monsters that have never been tamed are not allowed to realize that the trend of strength and weakness has changed, then there will be endless troubles in the future.

What is involved here is not just the current taming difficulty.

Snow Bear can grow.

A gentler approach may be able to establish a good relationship with the young snow bear.

But when they inherit the wildness and ferocity contained in the strong bloodline of their adult Snowstorm Bear parents in the future, how much effect the "good relationship" can have in their childhood depends entirely on the mood and hunger level of the Snowstorm Bear. .

This is by no means the situation Guabraque would like to see.

So even though he thinks that for the "Big Stick Clan" whose territory is located in the Great Snow Mountains and whose expansion direction is in the extreme northern white desert, taming the snowstorm bears would be of great benefit.

He will still mercilessly eliminate those cubs that he thinks are too fierce.

I was so resistant when I was a child, but I can still get it when I grow up?
Therefore, Guabrak will use various means to imprint the power of the trolls in the heart of Snowstorm Bear, and directly kill those who are always rebellious.

This process is repeated, and finally the docile enough, or cowering snowstorm bear grows up and matures.

If the "loss" in this process is too great, then he will give up the plan and leave a pair of snowstorm bears maimed and bred as livestock.

Never take any chances.

The reason is very simple, if an adult snowstorm bear takes advantage of the unprepared members of the clan to become aggressive, the damage it will cause will definitely make the entire "Big Stick Clan" lose its vitality.

Especially now that it is still the first generation of domestication, the risk is higher, and Guabrak must treat the whole process as carefully as possible.

He didn't feel that his decision was cruel at all, because if the snow storm bear faced the troll cubs, they would never be half merciful.

"Boss, then shall we take these bear cubs away?"

Grox's voice interrupted Guabrak's thoughts.

"Yes, after one died, there happened to be two of them." The troll leader replied.

"Then where are we going after that?" Grox asked with some expectation.

"Back to the clan!"

Hearing the leader's answer, cheers immediately echoed throughout the ice room.

The sudden sound startled the snowstorm bear cubs shivering in the corner again, and they got closer to each other.

Although the Promised Land is good, the trolls haven't migrated there yet.

Right now, it is still the second peak's lair to make everyone more comfortable.

Guabrak looked at the cheering trolls and smiled.

Time to go home!

　Thank you Lonely Dog, Junk 780, Heaven's Gift, duk1, you don't even want to call me Godfather's monthly ticket!

　　Another thing is that I just discovered today that a small part of the previous chapters disappeared directly after the release.Anyway, there was such a situation in the last chapter, and I revised it again later, and finally sent it out.In the previous chapters, I don't know how many times this situation has occurred.Awkward.

　　
　
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