145: Out of ammunition and food

"Shao Tianlong: Heavily buying warm clothing! Those who have it, come quickly!"

"Shao Tianlong: Heavily buying warm clothing! Those who have it, come quickly!"

... Shao Tianlong, in desperation, could only frantically spam the regional chat channel, but these messages were instantly drowned out by others' requests for supplies.

This was a last resort, he sighed.

As the Guild Leader, this feeling of powerlessness made him very confused. No one expected this heavy snow to come so suddenly and fall so heavily.

He urgently needed clothing to keep himself warm so he could go out foraging, hunting, and chopping wood, and thus stabilize the morale of the Guild.

The mountains were full of wild beasts. Previously, he had obtained a lot of silver by trading the furs from hunting wild beasts and the medicinal herbs he collected daily with a wandering merchant. As the Guild grew, he also exchanged a portion of the silver for dragon coins to subsidize his household.

He still had silver on hand now. If this silver could help him overcome this crisis, it would be very worthwhile!

Soon, he received several friend requests.

He immediately accepted all of them, and then he received many messages.

He first opened the message from the first person and saw a video sent over.

In the video, a group of people were gathered in a large tent. A large brazier stood in the center of the tent, with flames a full ten feet high. Fifty or sixty people sat around it.

In front of each person was a small stove, with a copper pot sitting on top of it. The Mountain Bandits were feasting on slices of meat, occasionally taking a sip of wine, looking very carefree!

Especially since the tent's windows were wide open. Shao Tianlong looked at his own room's window, which only had a tiny crack, and felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

Then the scene in the video zoomed to the head of the table, revealing a man with a dark, hairy chest. Shao Tianlong's eyes narrowed: Zhang Zhuang!

The Guild Leader of the Tianwang Guild! His mortal enemy!

Soon, another message was sent from there.

"Luo Tian: Little bug Shao, our Guild Leader said he'll come get you when the snow stops!"

"Shao Tianlong: Are you talking to me?"

"Luo Tian: Don't be too arrogant. You'll see if I stab you when the time comes!"

Shao Tianlong blacklisted him after reading it.

Now, buying warm clothing was the most important thing. These taunts couldn't shake his mindset.

As for them coming to get him when the snow stopped, he welcomed it. At that time, they should still have the strength to fight. If they waited another week, the Tianlong Guild, lacking supplies, would probably have no ability to resist at all.

Then Shao Tianlong continued to look for the next player who added him as a friend... Inside the Tianwang Guild's tent.

Luo Tian said to Zhang Zhuang, "Guild Leader, I hadn't finished speaking, and he blacklisted me."

Zhang Zhuang, wearing five or six layers of clothes, shivered and said, "Blacklisting means he's very angry, which means he's truly reached a dead end."

Luo Tian said, "Guild Leader, do you think he'll believe your bluff?"

Zhang Zhuang sighed and said, "We can only do our best and leave the rest to fate!"

Luo Tian, quickly pick out the kindling from the small stove in front of you. All of you, do the same. We don't have much kindling left.

Someone, quickly close the window, I'm freezing to death!"

Luo Tian said with a bitter face, "Guild Leader, can I roast a little longer? The water I just drank was ice cold and made my teeth numb."

"There's nothing we can do about it. We don't have much wine left, so we can only pretend with water.

But you performed well just now, so bring your small stove over, and we'll roast together." Zhang Zhuang thought for a moment and said.

Meanwhile, in another player's Guild.

"Dad, Shao Tianlong, the Guild Leader of the Tianlong Guild, wants to buy some supplies from us. He says the price is negotiable.

What do you think, should we sell them some?" A middle-aged man said to an old man wearing a mink coat.

"Heh heh, these young people nowadays must have lived good lives for too long and have lost all common sense.

They don't prepare winter clothing and supplies in autumn, and only react when the first snow falls.

Too late!" The old man said lazily, sipping his tea.

"Yes, yes, yes, you are still far-sighted. These young people are far behind you!" The middle-aged man laughed along.

"Alas, when we were young, who wasn't frozen with snot bubbling out, eventually turning into ice shards on our faces? Sometimes our ears would be red and swollen from the cold, and even in such winters, we still had to walk to school.

Unlike you now, with technological development and convenient transportation, none of you remember the solar terms, and your concept of temperature only stays at the numbers on the weather forecast.

It's fine for a short time, but look, the temperature doesn't seem low now, but after a long time, you can't stand it, can you!" The old man chuckled, his face full of smiles as he recalled his childhood experiences.

That was the most flamboyant era, and also an era where material resources were relatively scarce, but for him, that was the best era!

"Dad, then do you think we should sell to them or not?" The middle-aged man asked.

"Don't sell. Let them freeze. They don't have supplies now, so when they get desperate, they'll know to go down the mountain and rob!

When they start robbing, then it'll be fun!" The old man laughed.

"Brilliant, truly brilliant, Dad! That's why you're the Hall Master of the Zang Ai Family here!" The middle-aged man gave a thumbs up and laughed.

"Hmph, I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice.

There's still a lot for you to learn!

Also, find a few native residents to pretend to be more miserable and tell them we also don't have supplies. Furthermore, tell the members to strengthen patrols recently and stay vigilant.

By next spring, we'll have no opponents here!" The old man laughed sinisterly.

"Okay!" The middle-aged man laughed, then went out to explain the specific matters to the players and native residents there.

Meanwhile, Shao Tianlong angrily slammed his thigh, and the scream of the Vice Guild Leader next to him echoed throughout the room!

"Sorry, Chen Wang." Shao Tianlong said with an apologetic look.

After countless rejections, he still hadn't succeeded. Some mocked him, some took the opportunity to sell at exorbitant prices, and finally, he humbled himself to approach the Zang Ai Family Guild, only to be rejected.

How could they not have supplies? With those old men's cunning nature and their physical condition, they probably wished they could wear five or six layers of clothes each. The fact that they were still online now indicated that their supplies were very abundant!

But they wouldn't sell, and he couldn't rob them. The Zang Ai Family wasn't very strong here, but no one wanted to fight them, and he didn't want to stir up trouble either.

Shao Tianlong frowned deeply. Was there really no other way?

Did he really have to abandon what he had achieved today through three months of hard work?

Just then, a new friend request popped up.

Although he had given up all hope, he decided to try one last time.