Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 290 Big Harvest

Snow Tiger Shaman glanced at the spot where the eagle eggs were: "Go take a look."

After saying that, he sat down on the altar and looked at the Flying Eagle Witch with a smile in his eyes.

A look of tension suddenly appeared on the thin face of the Flying Eagle Witch. He slowly walked forward, and black-green witch power emerged, slowly enveloping the three eagle eggs.

Sure enough, the abundant life force inside was something he had never felt in any other newborn eagle egg in the tribe before.

He turned around in ecstasy to look at the Snow Tiger Shaman sitting on the altar: "It really is! It actually exists!"

Before he could finish speaking, the joyful expression on his face froze instantly.

Then he picked up the three eagle eggs and rushed to the Snow Tiger Shaman's side: "The life force is starting to drain away, it's starting to drain away again, why is this happening!"

The Snow Tiger Shaman, who had been sitting lazily, suddenly stood up. As the Flying Eagle Shaman rushed to his side carrying three eggs, azure magic power surged out and enveloped the three eagle eggs once again.

This time, he also felt that the once vigorous vitality of the eagle eggs was really being lost rapidly.

He increased the injection of magical power, and after a while, the loss of magical power gradually slowed down until it stopped.

Looking at the three eagle eggs that had regained their vitality, the two shamans looked quite grim.

The Flying Eagle Shaman placed the three eagle eggs on the ground and looked at the Snow Tiger Shaman beside him: "How much magic power do you have left?"

Snow Tiger Witch spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "Less than half."

After the words fell, both of them fell silent.

No one knows when the eagle egg will lose its life force again, and it will probably take several days for the Snow Tiger Witch to fully recover.

After a while, Flying Eagle Shaman checked again and found that his life force had not been lost in the slightest, so he was completely relieved.

“No loss.” Snow Tiger Witch breathed a sigh of relief. “Your witch power cannot be infused. Among the four of us, Lion’s witch power has the strongest vitality. It would be best to call him over to take a look.”

Without hesitation, the Flying Eagle Shaman walked straight down from the altar and came to the Flying Eagle Chieftain's side: "Take half of the orc warriors and bring back the Mad Lion Tribe Shaman. Tell him we have something to discuss with him about the survival of the tribe's cubs."

The Flying Eagle Clan Chief nodded solemnly: "I'll set off now."

After saying this, he bowed to the Flying Eagle Shaman and quickly ran towards the cave.

The three eagle eggs were placed in the Snow Tiger Witch's cave, and the Flying Eagle Witch moved them there to guard them with him.

Meanwhile, on the other side is the back mountain of the Snow Tiger Tribe.

The rain that the shaman had predicted stopped by the early hours of the next day. The surrounding area was a mess, but because the houses and cellars were well protected from the rain, the tribespeople were not wet and even slept soundly.

Perhaps the heavy rain last night had dispersed the dark clouds in the sky, and the weather was exceptionally clear and sunny.

The villagers moved the taro out to dry on the surrounding stones. Once the damp soil on the taro had dried, they put it into the cellar.

The taro from this plot of land actually filled more than a dozen cellars.

Wu Yue felt a sense of satisfaction. These taro alone would be enough for the tribe to eat for a while. It was a very fruitful harvest.

"Fellow tribesmen, our mission is complete. Time to go down the mountain and go home!"

The males roared with excitement, while the slaves were rather reluctant to part with them.

During their time on the back mountain, they felt as if they were living like ordinary members of the tribe.

The poor little author is begging for help... Where are my friends?! Where are you all?!
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(End of this chapter)