620 Fragile Peace

"Dozens of cannons?" Long Yuehong asked in surprise.

Such strength far exceeded the Hyena bandits the Old Task Force had previously encountered. They could almost be compared to those who occupied mineral resources in harsh environments.

Dawson stroked his messy beard. "Our hunting team heard it from Ruin Hunters passing by, but we've never really encountered them. If they did bump into them, how could they return? In any case, it's my warning to you. Believe whatever you want; I won't be able to find any other reason to persuade you otherwise."

With that said, as the settlement's Elder, Dawson asked in concern, "How much canned meat do you want in exchange for the mushrooms and moss?"

It was fine if foreigners died, but the transaction of supplies couldn't be delayed.

Dawson had actually lied about some of the details. This was mainly focused on the production of mushrooms and moss.