<h4>Chapter 1692: We Want To Eat Sheep. Sheep That Can Run</h4>


    The iron head eagle roughly went one round above the Blue Grasnd, and Mag was focusing downward the whole time, but he still couldn’t find any trace of the ck goats.


    If they really did live in the Blue Grasnd, and were about to be an ingredient supply for Mamy Restaurant, they should at least have a minimum number. They shouldn’t be this hard to find, right?


    “System, is there something wrong with your information? Or... you’ve lost the sheep that you are rearing?” asked Mag inwardly.


    “Could the hostplete the mission independently,” answered the system.


    Mag rolled his eyes. “You are a dog if that goat isn’t in this Blue Grasnd.”


    The system gravely said, “Could the Host please respect this system. This System isn’t a dog system!”


    Mag chuckled. “Hehe. I’m praising you for raising your sheep so well. You are a good shepherd dog.”


    “Of course. As an all-around God of Cookery Cultivation System, shepherd...” The system’s voice faltered, and then furiously said, “Isn’t a shepherd dog a dog too?”


    “I don’t know whether a shepherd dog is a dog, but you’re a real dog.” Mag rolled his eyes. God knew where the system had reared its goats.


    “Look. There’s a tent over there, and there seemed to be herders too,” Yabemiya said, pointing forward to the right.


    Mag looked where she was pointing, and that was a ce that was close to the grasnd’s northwestern borders. There was a towering snow mountain far away, and the melted snow converged into a river, and gradually flowed into the grasnd. Meanwhile, those colorful tents that were stitched together from all kinds of beast skins were set up along the two sides of the river.


    “Since there are herders, let’s go down and take a look. Perhaps they know where we could catch that goat.” Mag had an idea, so he made the iron head eagle dive down.


    “Woo...”


    An ear-piercing rion came from the herders’ tent, and the women and children ran back into the tents. The men were holding longbows and spears as they stood guard in front of the tents. They were watching the giant eagle diving down with worry and fear on their faces.


    They had never seen such a huge eagle in the Blue Grasnd before. The snow eagles that they reared couldn’t evenpare to one of its ws.


    However, they had nowhere to retreat. Their families and loved ones were right behind them.


    “Chief, what’s that thing?!” a young man asked the old man in front of him in a quivering voice.


    “It might havee from the back of the snow mountain. Don’t panic, everyone. If its target is the sheep, we’ll let it be. If its target is the tents behind us, then we’ll have to stop it with our lives!” said Eddie gravely.


    “Yes!” all the herders answered in unison.


    However, that giant eagle didn’t dash toward the tents right away. It circled one round beforending on a mound next to them gradually, and a group of people disembarked from that giant eagle’s back.


    “Look, Chief. There are people on that eagle’s back!”


    “Those people don’t seem to be hostile toward us.”


    All the herders were shocked when they saw that, but their expressions were much more relieved.


    “Don’t let down your guard yet. We’re not certain that they are good or bad people yet,” Eddie said gravely as his eyes locked on the group that disembarked from the eagle’s back like a falcon.


    There were a total of 12 people: one man, nine women, and two children. Judging from their clothes, they shouldn’t belong to the grasnd. Since they could tame this giant eagle to be their steed, they definitely weren’t ordinary people.


    The men here were just an ordinary herding tribe on this grasnd; there was no way they could afford to antagonize these people.


    “They seem to be rather afraid of us?” Amy hugged Ugly Duckling as she looked at those herders, who were holding longbows and spears, with perplexment. “But we are so adorable.”


    “Meow, meow~” Ugly Duckling gave her an adorable look in her arms.


    “Excluding you,” said Amy without any hesitation after giving it a quick nce.


    “Meow~” Ugly Duckling was immediately deted, and it rolled its eyes while it lost all its dreams.


    “We’re considered as uninvited guests, so it’s natural that they’re wary of us. We just have to act normalter.” Mag smiled, and then led everyone toward the tent.


    These herders didn’t look too different from the herders in other ces. The silver blue grass had provided a hard-to-find fertile meadow in the northwestern region for them, while the melted snow solved their drinking water issue.


    However, perhaps it was due to the silver blue grass, but these herders’plexion had a tinge of blue apart from the usual tan, though they weren’t as blue as the natives of Pandora. They looked almost no different from humans.


    Eddie loudly shouted, “Halt! Who are you? Why are you guys here?!”


    Mag stopped about 20 meters away from those herders and smiled. “How do you do? We are here for a vacation. We were simply attracted by this blue grasnd, and we mean no harm.”


    He was worried that these herders wouldn’t know themon tongue at first, but this elderly herder seemed to be well-versed in it.


    Eddie began to size Mag up. This young man didn’t look like a powerhouse. His physique wasn’t even as good as that of the young men in the tribe, and he also didn’t have any weapons on him. He had a warm smile, and didn’t look like a bad guy.


    Meanwhile, a four to five years old little girl was standing next to him with a weird little thing in her arms.


    Behind him was a bevy of beautiful women.


    Yes, extremely beautiful women. The grasnd couldn’t have such exquisite women. Regardless of whether it was the blistering cold wind from the snow mountain or the hot sun throughout the day, they all could make the women in the grasnd lose their exquisiteness.


    Of course, since he could possess such a bevy of beautiful women, this man had to have a very esteemed identity. He wasn’t someone that their tiny tribe could antagonize. This was the rationale that Eddie learned during his travels when he was young.


    The herders were staring at the beautiful women behind the man in a daze. This was a beautiful scenery that had never appeared in the grasnd before: beauties that they might never see again in their lives.


    After making sure that the other party wasn’t hostile, and was an existence that their tribe couldn’t antagonize, Eddie kept his longbow and indicated to the herders to be at ease. He ced one hand across his chest, bowed slightly to Mag, and respectfully said, “Esteemed guests, we wee your arrival.”


    The herders swiftly changed their inappropriate expression and stares after seeing Eddie so respectful. They, too, bowed in greeting nervously.


    Mag smilingly said, “You are being too courteous. We’re simply passing by. We heard that roast mutton in the grasnd is great, so we want to try it out.”


    “Mm-hmm. We want to eat sheep. Sheep that can run.” Amy came forward and pointed at those sheep which were grazing afar.


    “What a cute little girl!” The herders’ eyes all lit up when they saw Amy. The herders’ children grew up on the horseback and tumbled around in the grasnd. They were all muddy little brats, and the herders had never seen such an exquisite little girl before.


    Eddie’s eyes lit up. He pped his chest, and confidently said, “Roast mutton. That is what we, the Buck Tribe, are best at. This way please, esteemed guests. I will get my people to ughter the sheep, and I will roast it for you personally.”