Looking at the excited old Bearman and the Bearman Patriarch, who was also looking at the shovel with shining eyes, Lin Ye did not expect them to have such a huge demand for tools.
However, when he thought of the very rough tools he had seen in the bearman race previously and some fields near the village that looked like they were planted with something, Lin Ye was relieved.
As an existence in the agricultural era, it was understandable that these bearmen needed tools more than weapons.
After all, they could be considered the strongest weapons themselves. Otherwise, it was impossible for them to gain a foothold in the Beast Taming Forest.
"Alright, I'll bring some for you the next time I come."
"There's no need for a deal. Just treat it as a thank-you gift."
Hearing Lin Ye's generous words, the old bear man rubbed the furry hand on the back of its hand in embarrassment.
"Hehehe, t-that's so embarrassing ~"
