Boundary gate between the two races.

Lin Yi and his people had no intention of crossing the barricade.

So there was about an eight-meter distance between them and the Beastmen, which might be just two or three strides for the giant Beastman.

But Lin Yi was sure that if he maliciously took a step forward, he would immediately have his head blasted off.

At this time, three Beastmen were carefully scrutinizing these small-framed humans, incredulous that they had survived the fierce attack last night.

The old gray-green Beastman had a disdainful expression: "The great chief, they are very weak, even children can defeat them. What use are they to us?"

"You old fool! Look at our homes and theirs; they repelled the enemy with ease! We suffered severe losses! Everything's in self-destruct mode!!"

"But..."

"Shut up! Don't bother me with your senile stupidity!"

The red Beastman roared, taking a deep breath with every word, appearing as if he was injured.

Lin Yi walked closer, observing their conversation quietly as if watching a movie for the first time.

The voices of the Beastmen were deep; they frequently inhaled while speaking, as if they could only talk during breath breaks.

Curious!

It's really like watching a strip show on the big road—

For the first time!

At this moment, the grey-orange Beastman tossed a small plank over the barricade.

By Beastman standards, it's a small plank.

To Lin Yi, it's a one-meter-square board, with many runes on the right side, almost like the tuning knobs on an old TV.

[Negotiation Board]

A magical artifact used to facilitate dialogue between different intelligent races. This board will automatically convert your thoughts into words and transmit them to nearby other negotiation boards.

[Range: 100 meters]

"Oh-ho?"

As soon as Lin Yi finished reading the item's description, information on how to use it appeared in his mind.

He grinned and sent his thoughts to the negotiation board, then pressed the rune to transmit information.

"Hey, how are you guys?"

"Greetings, great tribe warrior!" The giant Beastman held another negotiation board in his hands.

Lin Yi nodded, quite fond of the word 'great,' but he preferred getting straight to the point.

"Let's not waste too much time on pleasantries; your whole self-destruct thing is rather silly, isn't it?"

"Yes... How should I address you? What's your race called?"

"My name is Lin Yi. My people have many different names, but we prefer the term 'Human.'"

"Nice to meet you, Lin Yi of the Humans; I am Terghai, ruler of the Ter Tribe of the Taru Race."

After speaking through the negotiation board, the Beastman Lord placed his hand on the center of his chest, where his giant heart was, as a sign of utmost respect to the strong.

Seeing this, Lin Yi merely nodded slightly, appearing rather indifferent.

These Beastmen initially came with ill intentions, intent on destroying the Shelter.

The law of the jungle, nothing wrong with that.

But if it weren't for the interference of the Zombie General, the Beastman tribe would have been wiped out by him already.

The Beastman Lord Terghai halted his breath, clearly noticing the humans' cold indifference.

But he had no choice; the situation was more significant than the Beast's strength, so he had to express his stance first.

[Note: Terghai, Lord of Space-Time, has canceled his fragmentation self-destruct procedure!]

Then he respectfully wrote on the negotiation board.

"Great Human lord Lin Yi, given the predicament both our races face, I come with goodwill."

"To be honest, I knew you would come to negotiate, but trust me, even if you hadn't canceled the self-destruct procedure, my people and I wouldn't have died."

"Apologies, when I saw you come forward with confidence to negotiate, I realized that."

Terghai continued writing.

"I propose we set aside our differences and form an alliance, so we can fend off this invasion together. You excel at long-range combat, and my warriors are adept at close combat. If you fight behind us, it's like hiding behind city walls, safe. As for spoils of war... we each take half. What do you think—"

"First, I haven't agreed to this cooperation; secondly, I will show you who's truly safe!"

As Lin Yi spoke, a heavy machine gun appeared in his hand, which he then handed to Solomon.

"Demonstrate the power of our weapon to our new friends, using that distant tree over there."

"Yes, boss!"

Solomon responded, activating his skills and taking the machine gun from Lin Yi's hand.

When the skill was activated, his Power, Endurance, and Physical Strength were all enhanced; otherwise, with his original strength, he wouldn't be able to hold the machine gun.

This stone commander performed a round of mad firing at some trees on the other side of the barricade.

The powerful penetrating bullets, sufficient to destroy a light tank, tore through the trees like paper, leaving only ground full of twisted wooden fragments.

Witnessing this scene, Terghai's heart thumped uncontrollably.

In the face of such massive weapons, even wearing three sets of Armor, his warriors would be shredded.

Is this... their trump card?

No! It shouldn't be just that.

But this is already enough to annihilate the Taru Race!

Terghai fell silent, unsure of what to say.

Lin Yi smiled slightly, enjoying himself a little, and then conveyed his thoughts through the negotiation board.

"I can give you the chance to cooperate to save your race, but as for the spoils of war, I take seven, you take three. I think this is fair."

"Alright, I agree!" Terghai replied almost instantly after thinking for only a few seconds.

At this moment, the old gray-green Beastman looked at the information on the negotiation board and shouted.

"But, great chief! How can we stand on equal footing with these Soft Skin Race...?"

"Shut up, fool! Imagine if he fires that thing at us. Can we survive?—No! Not even a level 2 Evil Spirit can survive such weapons."

Terghai roared threateningly, then quickly wrote on the negotiation board.

"Please forgive my elder who is both foolish and short-sighted; I need to make him understand the wise choice."

"Hey, I get it, but how do I know you won't stab me in the back—or, even if not you, won't those foolish, short-sighted elders of yours?"

Terghai bared his fangs and waved his hand.

[Notice!]

[Terghai proposes an alliance with you]

[The conditions are as follows]

[No allied member may:]

- Attack or cause Damage to any member within the alliance.

- Plot or in any other way cause the ally to gradually weaken.

- Dissolve the alliance when any ally is threatened.

- Dissolve the alliance within one month of signing this contract.

[Allied members may:]

- Freely mobilize personnel within the Taru Race territory.

- Use the warehouses within the Taru Race territory.

[All allies shall:]

- Protect the other allies.

- Distribute all spoils of war from joint combat operations in a 70-30 ratio.

If any ally violates the terms of this agreement, the violating party shall pay for, and compensate for, the loss caused by the breach.

The system will automatically determine the loss and penalty amount.

[Do you wish to join this alliance? Yes/No]

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