Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 342 has appeared, the Iron Pincer Beetle.

The Pure Humans are really excited now, because Yue said that if these Poison Scorpion Tribe orc warriors help dig caves, they won't need to contribute much food.

The orcs were very fast; the row of caves at the bottom was already dug by the afternoon. The humans diligently cleaned up the caves and moved in with great excitement.

In this beast world where contribution and labor are paramount, those whose families have members in hunting or gathering teams naturally moved in first.

After laying out the grass nest and lighting the fire pit, the people felt an even greater sense of joy as they experienced a warmth completely different from that in the large cave.

Those who hadn't moved into the caves entered these already dug caves and experienced the wonderful feeling of having their own cave, which made their anticipation even stronger.

For the orc warriors of the Poison Scorpion Tribe who were digging caves, the food they had been craving for lunch was finally served to them.

The stone pot contained some lumpy things, with lots of wild vegetables floating on top.

"Captain, this smells really good, but is it really edible?"

"Yes, it looks like just a pot of water, but this water... is a bit viscous."

After his description, the surrounding scorpion beastmen instantly lost interest in the food and looked at the stone pot with a hint of disdain.

However, there will always be someone willing to be the first to try something new.

The two dyed-hair orcs were already starving. Seeing that the others weren't eating, they picked up the stone bowls that the Pure People had kindly provided and, imitating the Snow Tiger Tribe members, clumsily filled the bowls with some food.

He slurped down two mouthfuls, his eyes widening instantly.

This food tastes warm, and one bite warms your whole body.

Because of the limited space in the cave, they ate their food huddled together with the surrounding Snow Tiger tribe members, and surprisingly, they broke out in a thin layer of sweat.

After finishing a bowl of fragrant, hot food, the two ignored the puzzled looks from their tribesmen and filled another bowl, continuing to slurp it down.

Now even the dumbest orc could see that the food must be incredibly delicious, otherwise these two wouldn't have been slurping it down bowl after bowl.

The grumpy orc was the first to rush forward, picking up the spoon from the stone pot and starting to serve himself food.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding orcs swarmed forward instantly.

Indeed, the best food is only enjoyed for the first bite and countless bites afterward.

Having tasted the delicious noodle soup, the Poison Scorpion Tribe beastmen seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

One by one, they slurped the food from their bowls, their bright green eyes constantly drifting towards the still steaming stone pot.

Meanwhile, two dyed-hair orcs who had already finished their meal were slowly eating while exchanging glances.

"Am I right? You have to be the first to grab some. Once they start eating, we'll only be able to lick the stone pot."

"Yes, yes, you know what? The food in the Snow Tiger Tribe is really delicious. That little female's roasted meat smelled amazing."

Seeing them wolfing down their food, the Snow Tiger tribe members around them unconsciously straightened their backs, for this was a unique food of their Snow Tiger tribe.

No outsider could possibly guess where this food came from, hehe.

Meanwhile, at the edge of the deep forest, dozens of orc warriors were gathered together saying goodbye to each other.

Looking at the tall figure draped in grass clothing ahead, the orc warriors of the Black Wolf Tribe and the Mad Lion Tribe couldn't help but feel a deep sense of admiration.

Yuan Lang's strength may not be comparable to that of a high-ranking silver or even gold-rank orc warrior in the tribe, but he is incredibly intelligent.

If he hadn't used the power of the Beast God instead of witchcraft, they would have all thought he was a witch.

"The great floods of the rainy season haven't come yet. We still have a few days to get back to the tribe. Let's part ways today."

Yuan Lang carried a black bag on his back that was taller than him, and it was bulging with things he had obtained from his recent hunt of ferocious beasts.

The Black Wolf Tribe captain nodded: "Alright, everyone, be careful on your journey. We'll hunt together again next time we have the chance."

The orcs of the Mad Lion tribe also nodded in agreement.

There was no other way; with Yuan Lang's command, they no longer went straight for the ferocious beasts to fight head-on.

And it was also thanks to the herbs and powders brought by the Snow Tiger beastmen that none of those who came to hunt died this time.

Even the few who were seriously injured were being carried by their own family members to say goodbye to the beasts.

Without anyone's knowledge or initiative, this hunting team, composed of beastmen from three tribes, suddenly began to obey Yuan Lang's commands.

Even after they parted ways, everyone held Yuan Lang, this powerful and intelligent orc warrior, in high esteem and with great respect.

There was even a hint of jealousy towards the Snow Tiger tribe's orc warriors, having such a powerful orc by their side.

Running through the forest in the rainy night, all around were the dull sound of rain hitting the leaves and the panting of the orc warriors.

Teng Qian, who loved excitement, couldn't stand the silence and scurried over to Yuan Lang: "Boss, we've gotten so many animal hides and crystals this time, have you thought about how to spend... cough cough... how to use them?"

Yuan Lang glanced at him: "Keep out what you need, and then hand some over to the tribe."

He then lowered his head slightly and leaned closer to him, his deep eyes narrowing into a deep arc, and lowered his voice to a volume only the two of them could hear, saying, "What else do you want to do here?"

Teng Qian blushed: "What could I possibly be thinking... Haha... I'm such a pure beast."

Yuan Lang chuckled: "You seem to have some misunderstanding about yourself. What do you have to do with purity?"

He had previously instigated military officers to go to brothels, but they were thrown out shortly after entering because they didn't have enough money.

If you hadn't been quick-witted enough to cover your faces at that crucial moment, you wouldn't have received just a beating.

Perhaps having thought of this as well, Teng Qian shrank back and decisively disappeared to the back.

Seeing his brother slink back, Teng Kun's gloating expression hadn't even faded when he got punched twice, and... he felt really wronged...

He wasn't the one who frequented the brothel back then...

"boom!!!"

A group of orcs were advancing when a huge sound suddenly came from behind them, like something collapsing, accompanied by the howls of wild beasts.

Yuan Lang's expression tightened, and a bad feeling inexplicably arose in his heart: "Stop dawdling and get out of here quickly."

The beastmen naturally heard the huge sound as well, and immediately wished they could grow eight legs to run wildly.

Just then, a series of groans came from Teng Qian behind: "Ouch, my goodness! What's that pinching my butt?!"

After the wailing, as if its legs had been blessed by something, it suddenly ran ahead.

The Snow Tiger tribe beastmen behind him were utterly bewildered when they saw the thing that was stubbornly clinging to Teng Qian's buttocks. The black worm, as long as a beastman's calf, was waving its two large pincers, gripping Teng Qian's buttocks tightly, giving the impression of a tenacious, unyielding grip.

At this moment, Yuan Lang also saw clearly what the insects on the orc's buttocks looked like, and his expression immediately became tense.

“Teng Qian, stop. You have iron pincers on your butt.”

Upon seeing these insects, Yuan Lang recalled what had happened when he was sent to suppress Japanese pirates.

Their army was stationed in an abandoned village, which was abandoned because it was infested with too many of these iron-pincer worms.

Iron-clawed beetles eat everything and are extremely aggressive; most importantly, they all act in groups.

The insect swarm overwhelmed the entire village, and the villagers and livestock suffered terribly from the iron-pincer insects, leaving them with no choice but to relocate.

They had also organized cleanup operations against the iron-pincer beetles, but with little success.

Hearing Yuan Lang's words, Teng Qian wanted to stop, but the iron pincers wouldn't allow it, and the two big pincers clamping Teng Qian's buttocks tightened their grip even more.

Teng Qian let out a howl and started sticking his butt out and swinging it from side to side, making this movement...

If we add "ignore, ignore, ignore" to that...
The sturdy iron-pincer beetle remained as sturdy as ever, while Teng Qian, howling in pain, was on the verge of bursting into tears.

Yuan Lang stepped forward and tried to tear off the two large, dark pincers with brute force, but only received an even more miserable scream from Teng Qian.

Yuan Lang looked closely and saw that the iron pincers of the insect had actually penetrated into the flesh of Teng Qian's buttocks.

Blood was slowly trickling down her leg.

Yuan Lang immediately summoned two orcs: "Lift him up and let's go. Once we get back to the tribe, the shaman should have a solution."

If you pull him directly, Teng Qian's buttocks might be ruined.

The iron-pincer beetles here are huge.

Upon hearing this, the two orcs next to him immediately stepped forward and lifted Teng Qian, whose face was contorted in pain.

And it had to be face down, otherwise, with the iron pincers swaying back and forth as he ran, he would definitely die on the spot.

"Boss, look behind you."

Teng Kun's voice came from behind, and the beasts turned around, only to feel a chill all over their bodies.

Perhaps because they were under the cover of the forest, they did not see that the ground, tree trunks, and even bushes behind them were covered with iron-pincer beetles.

Moreover, these iron-pincer worms moved extremely fast, and the densely packed army of iron-pincer worms had even merged with the dim sky.

The way they surged towards them with a series of crackling sounds made it seem as if the forest behind them was opening its giant jaws, ready to swallow them whole.

"Come on!"

During their pause, the clicking sounds in the dim light became clearer, and the beasts felt a chill run down their spines. They followed Yuan Lang and ran forward as fast as they could.

At this moment, Yuan Lang frowned deeply. This was different from the iron-pincer beetles he had seen before. The iron-pincer beetles that appeared in the deserted village were not this big, nor were they this fast.

Suddenly, Yuan Lang felt his heart clench, and a chilling sense of danger came from behind him.

Before he could turn around, his body darted to the side like a snake. At that moment, he saw a sharp pincer, as long as an orc warrior's body and gleaming with a dark light, pass through the spot where he had just dodged.

The giant iron pincers beetle attacked silently and with extreme agility. By the time Yuan Lang could see what the giant iron pincers beetle looked like, it had already swung its pincers again to stab at one of the orc warriors carrying Teng Qian.

Startled, he almost instinctively flung the pack on his back at the orc not far away, the huge impact knocking the orc to the ground.

"Quickly open!"

With a low growl, Yuan Lang drew the wooden spear from behind him and threw it at the iron-pincer worm, whose body seemed to be encased in iron.

As if sensing the fierce approach of the wooden spear, the iron pincers, which had been attacking the orcs' huge pincers, turned their attention to clamping down on the wooden spear.

The wooden spear, as thick as an orc's wrist, was snapped in two without making a sound.

That sight instantly reminded the surrounding beastmen of the feeling of pinching off tender wild vegetables with their fingers.

Thanks to Yuan Lang's two attempts to stop him, Teng Qian and the two orcs carrying him finally managed to get away from the Iron Pincers' attack range.

Only then did the beasts realize that this enormous iron pincer beetle was as big as the cave where the beastmen lived.

"This is way too big!"

"Those pliers are as sharp as our claws."

All the beasts couldn't help but look at Teng Qian, who still had an iron pincers beetle hanging from his buttocks, and suddenly felt that he was very lucky.

Fortunately, it was an arm-length iron-pincer beetle that attacked him; if it had been this huge creature in front of him...
Forget about his buttocks, Teng Qian would probably be cut in two by now.

Yuan Lang stared in shock at the wooden spear that had been snapped in two by the iron pincers.

The material used to make this wooden spear was a tree trunk that he had previously selected in the valley, a tree trunk that even the leader of the apes could not break.

It was broken by the huge, ferocious beast that had previously severely injured both beasts.

As he rubbed his still slightly aching fingernails, his fear of the iron-clawed beetle deepened.

The iron-pincer beetle in front raised its two huge pincers and hissed silently.

The next moment, the huge pincers appeared in front of Yuan Lang instantly, the dark pincers cold and full of killing intent.

Yuan Lang's body suddenly leaned back, and in the instant he fell to the ground, he clearly saw a strand of white hair fall around him; it was his own hair.

If he had reacted even a second slower, it wouldn't have been his hair that was cut off, but his head.

"You guys go first. I'll hold off this iron-pincer beetle here for a while, and then we'll meet up again."

Because of the previous hunting of ferocious beasts, in addition to Teng Qian, whose buttocks were pinched by iron pincers, there were many other injured orc warriors in the team.

Their reactions are far less responsive than when they are healthy, making them extremely dangerous when facing such ferocious iron-pincer beetles.

“We’ll stay and help; it’s too dangerous for the boss to be alone.”

“It would be easy for me to escape alone, but we have many injured companions who are in greater danger if they stay behind.”

Seeing that they were still hesitant, he frowned and shouted, "Hurry up and leave!"

Teng Kun turned around, hoisted an orc onto his back, pursed his lips, and whispered, "Let's go!"

(End of this chapter)