Hvisland: A VR Colony Sim Game

"Brianna." The woman cleared her throat. "Just call me Brie."

Eric narrowed his eyes at the woman while I scratched my head. From the moment she walked in, I was sure she was a real woman. From her movements to her appearance, her slender figure, and even her voice, they all scream femininity. Her face is also lovely, with a sharp look that seems arrogant but might melt a man's heart…. Ah, my mind is going crazy.

Well, her chest is flat like a board, indeed.

"What the fuuucckkk!!!" Leva widened her eyes and thumped the table. "I once dropped your pants! You have a dick, and your dick is the most gigantic of all!!!"

Huh!? Do you know the dick size of the other inhabitants of this tribe!? Did you peek at them and make notes about it!? Seriously, Leva!

Brie covered her chest with her hands, and her face started to turn red "P-please don't talk like that...."

"What's with that behavior?" Leva sounded even more shocked. "Where are your muscles, huh!!?? You are the most masculine human among the other masculine humans in Redtooth!"

"Well, one of the rules I make for my people is to let them choose the sexual orientation they want." Tosa chuckled, shifting between Leva and Brie.

"Then, what about your parents!?" Leva pointed at the woman, looking increasingly frustrated.

Apparently, Leva had a history with this woman. Otherwise, she wouldn't be this hysterical.

Brie hid behind Tosa's back, talking like someone was about to cry. "My parents hate me for being like this, but I'm sure they'll accept me eventually."

Tosa widened her smile, looking at Leva and Eric in turn. "Well, how about we end this topic? You two have something more important to say, right?"

The corners of Leva's eyes and lips twitched. She squeezed her head like crazy, then screamed. "Arrrgggghhh!!!"

But in the end, she sat down, albeit taking a piece of bread again and eating it like a madman.

Tosa and Brie pulled chairs from the table and sat down as well.

Since Leva continued to eat and showed no sign of speaking, I told Eric to negotiate. "We are both grateful for your warm welcome, sir."

"Just call me Tosa." The tribe leader smiled. "You are special guests. The tribe you belong to is our best friend."

Tosa's words made me uncomfortable.

"Ah, maybe you have a little time because you still have to take care of the festival. So, we won't waste your time." Eric continued the conversation. "We just want to buy food crop seeds from here, and if possible, some supplies."

Tosa didn't answer right away. He just smiled as he tapped his fingers on the table. That gesture made me even more uncomfortable.

"Sorry, but we can't do that." Tosa's smile widened again.

Shit.

Leva immediately stood up, about to pound the table. However, she managed to contain herself by taking a deep breath. The woman then answered Tosa, though with trembling lips and a fake smile. "If I may ask, why is that? Don't you guys keep a surplus of seeds? I know very well, you must have seeds to sell. Come on, we just need some."

"I'm not done talking yet." Tosa shrugged. "We can't let you bring seeds from our place unless you do something for us, Leva."

Damn it. Is this the primary source of my discomfort?

Eric and Leva looked at each other for a moment. Then, Leva asked again with a frown. "What do I have to do so I can buy seeds from you guys?"

"We'll even give it all away for free. You two will be able to bring corn and strawberry seeds without paying any money at all." Brie smiled too. "You can even bring cotton tree seeds. You want more breathable clothes, right?"

"Obviously, after I came to power, I removed the ban on wearing cotton clothes." Tosa stood up, walked over to Leva, who looked increasingly suspicious. "That bastard Suja turned out to be hiding a vast field of cotton trees. I don't know where he sells the products. The person I assumed used to do the transaction has run away...."

"And I don't care about any of that." Leva cut off the conversation. "The most important thing to us is the seeds. What do I have to do to get them?"

"Tomorrow, we will have a tournament," Brie smirked. "A bare-knuckles tournament."

"We don't have any hand-to-hand combatants who can defeat Acornhull's warriors." Tosa's teeth clenched. He looked disgusted. "They're the ones who proposed this tournament when I talked about holding a festival of peace. And we find it difficult to argue with them. So, we had to agree with that stupid event."

So, friendship with the Acornhull tribe is fake? I know it.

"You think, even if your people can't win, at least don't let them become champions?" Leva said in a flat tone.

Tosa tapped Leva's shoulder, smiling again. "Well, after all, we used to be one tribe mate. It turns out that you still understand this friend of yours... Oh, I almost forgot, if you win the tournament, then you will still get the prize money of 1000 silvers."

Leva glanced at Tosa's hand, and I pressed the pause button.

I started to weigh the pros and cons of all this. To be honest, I wasn't worried that Leva would get hurt. After all, she can heal quickly. However, is there no ulterior motive in this tournament?

Well, I can only hope in Red, who I think is almost impossible to do anything terrible to my people. Like it or not, I have to do this. My colonists need those seeds, after all.

Before pressing the play button, I whispered something to Leva.

"Very well, I will comply with your request." Leva's lips twitched again. She seemed to be holding back from slapping Tosa's hand on her shoulder. "But I have one condition. I need someone to teach us how to make weavers and animal traps."

Tosa's smile disappeared in an instant.

"If it's a weaver, we can do it." Brie massaged her own forehead. "As for the traps... You know yourself, right? Suja has always forbidden those things. The reason is that they are fraudulent, cowardly, and dishonorable. However, the real reason was, he thought the traps could harm our own people or visitors from other tribes. He went so far as to forbid even chicken traps, which should be harmless to humans. The old man wanted to appear consistent with his rules, so all traps were forbidden. What an idiot."

"And those who still have knowledge of traps are all dead." Tosa shrugged.

Leva laughed out loud. "You guys are too embarrassed to ask Acornhull to teach you how to make traps, huh!?"