Chapter 78 Bestowing Favors

This Na'vi's banshee was also extraordinary at first glance. Its size alone was two or three times larger than others of its kind, ferocious and menacing, and pure black in color. Although it certainly couldn't compare to the freakish toruk, its color and size alone suggested it was at least a fourth or fifth-tier legendary creature!

Fang Senyan and the others, following the information provided by RD, respectfully placed their hands on their chests and bowed slightly, saying:

"Great Tsaheylu chieftain, we bring you greetings and gifts from Mo'at, daughter of the dragons."

Mo'at was the Omaticaya clan's Tsahìk. She was given the title "daughter of the dragons" because she supposedly inherited the bloodline of a former toruk makto. Thus, she not only had a smooth connection with Eywa, the Great Mother, but also mastered some secret techniques for taming banshees. That was why the Omaticaya clan had more sky riders than other clans. Her reputation among the Na'vi was also quite high.

Hearing Mo'at's name, and seeing the three outsiders show sufficient goodwill, the Tsaheylu chieftain might have ignored them under normal circumstances. After all, these outsiders had an incompatible aura. However, he had witnessed their power, and the Tsaheylu clan was currently at its most critical juncture... The Tsaheylu chieftain considered many thoughts, and finally nodded:

"Thank you for Mo'at's greetings, and thank you for the protection of Mother Eywa."

Fang Senyan nodded, and Gold Mine presented several jugs of wine. The old Na'vi opened them, sniffed, and a look of joy appeared on his face, saying:

"Is this mastatigaf (fruit wine)?"

He immediately picked it up and took a sip, but his eyes immediately bulged out, as if he couldn't catch his breath and was choking. That peculiar expression immediately made the distant Na'vi riders tense up, glaring at Fang Senyan and the others, whistling loudly.

A few seconds later, they saw the Tsaheylu chieftain hurriedly take a piece of jerky from his waist pouch and put it in his mouth. Then he comfortably exhaled a breath of wine and praised:

"Very good. Good! From now on, you are friends of our Tsaheylu clan."

With the Tsaheylu chieftain's words, Fang Senyan and the others received a notification: "You have gained the friendship of the Tsaheylu clan. Tsaheylu clan reputation unlocked."

"As expected... This old fox won't budge without benefits," Fang Senyan thought to himself. "At our current difficulty, we can probably only unlock the reputation of some small Na'vi clans. Only when the reputation among these clans reaches Revered can we unlock the hints for large clans like the Omaticaya. If this Tsaheylu clan hadn't been screwed over by me, reducing its population and turning it into a small clan, everyone could have been calling the shots in the Omaticaya clan right from the start. Wouldn't that make changing the plot way too easy!"

Then Gold Mine pointed to the ten or so direhorses that were dying and wailing:

"This is also our gift to the esteemed Tsaheylu clan."

As soon as he said this, the five or six Na'vi riders immediately cheered. Then one rider galloped away and returned with a group of Na'vi also riding heavy armor horses. However, the first few Na'vi riders who had been hunting could be described as "old" and "weak," while the people who came later could only be described as "sick" and "crippled."

Among the Na'vi who came later, a Na'vi with a broken leg was the clear leader. This Na'vi's features were quite similar to the Tsaheylu chieftain's, but the vicissitudes of life on his face were lighter. The clansmen carried a half-dead direhorse to him. This Na'vi, sitting cross-legged on the ground, reached out and pinched its head, twisting it 360 degrees.

Then, with a backhand pull, he drew a sharp and thin black horn blade worn on his chest, and slashed down as smoothly as flowing water. The feeling of this cut seemed to split even the air.

The long fur on the direhorse's body stood up in disarray due to the pain, and the black horn blade had already gutted it alive. The entrails flowed out, but this Na'vi grabbed them and sorted them into a pile.

A direhorse weighed at least seven or eight hundred pounds, and this Na'vi cut it open with ease. Fang Senyan could see that this Na'vi was using slaughter as a method to butcher the prey. He believed that if he hadn't broken his leg, he would definitely have been very powerful. As the clansmen took turns carrying the direhorses, he dealt with the ten or so direhorses in less than ten minutes!

With these ten or so direhorses, the Tsaheylu clan immediately joyfully embarked on their return journey. Fang Senyan and the others were naturally also invited. When they arrived below the Hometree, Gold Mine gradually learned a lot from some Na'vi who were very friendly to them.

It turned out that the Tsaheylu clan was originally a medium-sized clan of nearly three hundred people, known for their ability to tame heavy armor horses and especially skilled in mounted archery. They were originally affiliated with the Children of Nature, but they also learned some beast-taming methods from the Kiwa Txa'hìk clan, so their cavalry was also very powerful.

Because of this, they owed the Kiwa Txa'hìk clan a favor, so even after the Kiwa Txa'hìk clan fell into decline, the Tsaheylu clan went to their rescue. Hearing that there were some outsiders, they sent out the warrior Yakari and his friends. They originally thought this was a sure thing, but Yakari never returned.

Yakari had a high reputation and good relationships in the clan. This time, at least a hundred warriors set off with him, but they were very unlucky and encountered the collapse of the Hometree, which triggered the anger of Mother Eywa (in fact, from a scientific point of view, Fang Senyan's highly explosive explosives originally interfered with the stable magnetic field. In addition, the collapse of the Hometree, which was maintained in equilibrium with the Pandora crystals and was about to die, naturally catalyzed this process and triggered something similar to a magnetic storm), so none of them were able to return.

The sudden loss of half the clan's population was already a terrible disaster, let alone the fact that all those who died were elite warriors? So the clan had been in a state of panic these days, and even food was about to run out. Before Fang Senyan and the others arrived, the people in the clan had been in a state of semi-starvation for several days. Today, with the arrival of these ten or so direhorses, they could at least eat their fill for several days.

Only three people in the Tsaheylu clan were qualified to ride banshees. This was probably because after their Tsahìk died, a new Tsahìk had not appeared for a long time, making it impossible to communicate with Mother Eywa, and thus difficult to subdue the fierce banshees. The Tsaheylu chieftain's banshee had the bloodline of a toruk, making it particularly fierce. It was an accidental encounter he had as a child, a completely unreplicable experience.

The Na'vi who served as the "butcher" with the broken leg was the Tsaheylu chieftain's son, named Muru. He was originally the clan's number one warrior and the first in line to be the clan leader, but he suddenly fell from heaven to earth because of his broken leg, becoming extremely depressed. However, he was blessed in disguise and did not die in the big explosion caused by Fang Senyan.

Hearing this news, Fang Senyan's heart stirred. He joined forces with Mogansha and Reef to do a few missions in the Tsaheylu clan, raising their reputation to Neutral, and then ran to find Muru... He only asked him one question:

"Do you want to restore your broken leg?"

Faced with such a seemingly idiotic question, faced with Fang Senyan, who had an extremely low charm value, Muru's eyes still flashed with extremely crazy and intense flames. He nodded vigorously and said:

"Yes!!!"

"I have a way, but if your broken leg is really restored, then I will also pay a great price for it, so you must do me a favor..."

Muru didn't even ask what kind of favor he had to do, and directly agreed:

"Okay!"

Muru was so straightforward because... he had had a broken leg for three whole years, and no one had even asked him this question!

At this time, after Fang Senyan's estimation, Zi and his group must have already set off to try to complete that final side mission. They might not be confident in completing this mission, but they should at least have the idea of trying it and retreating if it didn't work out. Even if they gave up, they would definitely not be sitting idle in the Gates of Hell base, but would be looking for opportunities to hunt and kill a few legendary creatures.

Therefore, Fang Senyan brought Muru to the Gates of Hell base and threatened to report that Supervisor Parker was taking bribes and bending the rules for personal gain. He finally got him to agree to use biochemical technology to restore Muru's limb. Of course, the price was that Parker's relationship with him turned hostile... But for Fang Senyan, Parker's value had been completely squeezed out. So, at this point, his personal relationship with him, whether Revered or Hostile, was the same.

To Fang Senyan's surprise, Dr. Grace actually didn't have any resistance to Supervisor Parker's order and very readily accepted it. Fang Senyan, who had prepared several sets of response plans, even felt surprised. But he quickly understood. Dr. Grace really had a great love for this planet, so she naturally treated the Na'vi wholeheartedly because of her love for this place.

At this time, Earth's technology could even create avatars, let alone a Na'vi's leg? After Muru ran his first step with an expression of disbelief on his face, he finally burst into tears and howled at the sky!!