Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 349 The Scammer Tribe Seeking Help

It licked its furry little paws and lay down in the corner of the grass nest.

Having not heard Xiao Tongzi's voice for a long time, Wu Yue got up and went to look for him, puzzled.

But then I saw the little guy lying in the grass and snoring softly, and I couldn't help but shake my head with amusement.

Just when the people of the Snow Tiger tribe thought it would be another peaceful night, danger was quietly approaching.

At midnight, a tremendous roar reverberated through the cave, waking all the tribespeople who were still eating meat in their dreams.

Wu Yue was also awakened by the loud noise. She sat up from the grass nest, her heart pounding rapidly.

At this moment, Tongzi had already pricked up his ears and was squatting warily at the entrance of the cave, while Xiao Mao's face was solemn.

Wu Yue got up and prepared to walk outside, but was stopped by Tongzi: "Take the medicine powder with you. There is a bloody smell outside. Someone in the tribe must have been injured."

Upon hearing this, her expression instantly turned serious. She turned around, picked up the basket from the corner of the cave, and walked out.

This time, Tongzi didn't run around, but followed behind her.

When they arrived at the cave entrance, the bloody scene was so gruesome that Wu Yue could hardly believe her eyes. The pure-blooded humans and half-orc warriors were unable to advance and could only protect their people inside the cave.

Further inside, the shaman and two orc warriors were already tending to the wounds of their injured tribesmen.

Upon seeing this, Wu Yue quickly ran over: "Wu, I'm here."

The shaman nodded, and magical power surged from his hands as he healed an orc warrior who had almost lost an arm.

Wu Yue didn't disturb him, but went straight to another male who was more seriously injured. She released her magical power and began to treat him.

Those with minor injuries would take out the medicinal powder from their baskets and hand it to Qingcao, who had rushed over, to help apply the medicine. Those who needed the help of a witch would be treated by her and the witch in turns.

Those who were seriously injured were handed over to the witch, while those who were less seriously injured were handled by her.

Only then did Wu Yue recall what Tongzi had said the night before.

He was right. He had indeed been lazy and negligent lately, not only not thinking about how to complete the task, but even neglecting important cultivation.

Wounded members of the tribe were continuously brought in, while the orcs and pure-blooded males began to deal with the surging iron-pincer bug minions outside using the wooden sticks they had previously used to capture the iron-pincer bugs.

After treating all the injured members of her tribe, Wu Yue also arrived at the front of the crowd.

Here, she finally saw what was fighting the beastmen.

It was a giant iron-pinned beetle with an army of iron-pinned beetles, the size of a cave, or even larger.

Wu Yue had witnessed battles between orcs and ferocious beasts, but never before had she felt so terrified as she had this time.

This giant iron pincer beetle was extremely fast, and its dark pincers even gleamed with a metallic sheen.

The orc warriors fought while dodging its giant pincers, for anyone scratched by those pincers would inevitably suffer a horrifying wound.

"This giant iron-pincer worm has not been seen for a long time."

The shaman's voice rang out beside him.

Wu Yue's voice was a little hoarse: "Are these iron-pincer beetles ferocious beasts?"

Wu glanced at her upon hearing this, but shook her head with a light laugh: "They can hardly be considered ferocious beasts; they are just large in size and have very hard shells."

This iron-pincer beetle looks terrifying, but as long as a gold-rank orc makes a move, using the power of the Beast God, it is still possible to break through its hard shell.

The reason we sent the lower-ranking orcs was simply to give them some training. After all, they are the future of the tribe, and we old folks can't always protect you.

Wu Yue's face flushed slightly. From Wu's words, she could hear the expectations and encouragement Wu had for her.

He said somewhat apologetically, "I will work hard to cultivate."

Hearing her say that, Wu nodded with satisfaction. Wu Yue had always been a clever girl.

With this realization in her heart, Wu Yue felt much more relaxed.

Looking around, sure enough, the chieftain and a few middle-aged men were only dealing with the small iron-pincer beetles outside, while the ones fighting the giant iron-pincer beetle were all young orc warriors.

Indeed, the mentorship of the seniors to the juniors is ongoing every moment.

What amused Wu Yue was that the middle-aged men were catching iron-pinched crickets using the same kind of wooden sticks she had made before. They could even chat while catching the crickets, looking quite content.

Only the chieftain occasionally kept an eye on the battle, and they would not intervene unless the young orcs were in mortal danger.

Although most of the iron-clawed beetles were killed, some were captured and tied up by quick-handed members of the tribe, as the delicious taste of the iron-clawed beetle meat from the last time was still unforgettable.

The irritable orc also sustained some injuries, but for an orc warrior, such minor wounds had no effect whatsoever.

What excited him was the arrival of delicious iron-clawed worms.

They quickly divided the tribespeople into groups, and while they were forking and tying, the harvest was incredibly abundant.

Seeing this, the Snow Tiger tribe members around them joined in. They used long wooden sticks to grab the two large pincers and dragged them over. The tribesmen next to them tied them up and threw them behind them. Dinner ingredients were ready.

Meanwhile, the other young orc warriors might be seeing this giant iron pincer beetle for the first time, but for the orc warriors who followed Yuan Lang out to hunt ferocious beasts, this was the second time they had seen this behemoth.

Naturally, they were much more familiar with each other than their fellow tribesmen.

Therefore, in the eyes of the middle-aged orcs, Yuan Lang and the orc warriors who went hunting with him were indeed much better, and they did not panic when they saw such a giant iron pincer beetle.

Teng Qian, who was harassing the giant iron pincers beetle, suddenly felt a chill behind him and instinctively dodged.

The next moment, a familiar figure crashed into the giant iron pincers' body with a series of cracking sounds. The familiar sound of the pincers opening and closing made his face turn pale.

He remembered the last time he heard such a sound, it was when his backside was in trouble.

Why do you always aim for his butt? Is it easy for his butt?
Looking at the giant iron pincers in front of him, Yuan Lang understood perfectly well that even if they could temporarily restrain it due to their large numbers, it would be impossible to kill the giant iron pincers.

Because their claws were insufficient to break through the giant iron pincer beetle's defenses, even using the power of the Beast God was far from enough.

They also understood the thoughts of the clan leader and the uncles, and naturally, they wanted to force out all the giant iron pincers' methods as much as possible, so as to quickly familiarize themselves with this behemoth and accumulate experience for future battles.

In the end, the giant iron pincers beetle fell to the claws of the chieftain and several orc uncles.

The enormous pincers that the young beastmen couldn't even leave a scratch with using the power of the Beast God were violently snapped off by the chieftain, while his head was smashed to pieces by the other two uncles.

Finally, the giant iron-pincer beetle's carcass was ruthlessly dismembered by the tribesmen and carried into the cave. The surrounding tribesmen offered him bamboo jars filled with warm water or pieces of roasted meat, and Wu Yue once again understood the importance of orc warriors to a tribe.

At least when danger comes, these warriors, who usually receive the best treatment in the tribe, are always at the forefront.

The faces of the surrounding tribespeople were also filled with admiration and gratitude.

She couldn't help but feel fortunate to have come to such a grateful and harmonious tribe.

"cracking!"

Suddenly, the noise in the cave was interrupted by the cry of an eagle. Wu Yue couldn't help but wonder what kind of eagle would be so brave as to come out to hunt for food in such heavy rain.

But just as the eagle's cry rang out, the shamans and orc warriors in front stopped and turned back to walk out of the cave.

Wu Yue approached Yuan Lang and asked, "What happened?"

Yuan Lang whispered, "They are orcs from the Flying Eagle Tribe."

Wu Yue suddenly realized, but another question arose in her mind: during the rainy season, all the tribes were hiding in their caves, so why would these beastmen from the Flying Eagle Tribe come to the Snow Tiger Tribe?

Before the group even reached the cave entrance, several tall orc warriors from the Flying Eagle Tribe entered, led by a patrolling orc.

The leader was a very familiar figure; he was the chief of the Black Wolf tribe, with whom they had dealt with quite a bit when they went to help rescue the Black Wolf tribe before.

Upon seeing the shaman, the Black Wolf chieftain and several Flying Eagle tribe orc warriors behind him quickly stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Snow Tiger Shaman."

The shaman raised his hand: "Get up. Why are you here at this time? Have those tribes outside the forest made some moves again?"

As he spoke, he gave a very unfriendly look to the group of people from the Poison Scorpion Tribe who were eavesdropping not far away.

Even a hot-tempered orc couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine when locked in by a shaman's gaze.

He immediately abandoned his eavesdropping idea and, with his tribesmen, headed towards the cave entrance carrying the iron-pincer beetles they had captured earlier.

If they don't want to listen, then they don't want to listen; they've gone off to eat delicious iron-clawed worm meat.

The Black Wolf Chieftain smiled bitterly: "This year's flood has submerged our Black Wolf tribe's settlement. Since nothing like this has ever happened before, all the food we stored was washed away, and many of our tribesmen were injured."

"Now the prey in the forest are all hiding, making hunting difficult, so I've come here to ask for help."

Upon hearing this, Snow Tiger Witch's expression turned grave: "Where is that old guy Black Wolf?"

Chief Black Wolf smiled wryly: "The shaman is there to stabilize the tribe, and his health is not suitable for going out in this kind of weather."

Upon hearing this, the Snow Tiger Shaman nodded. Indeed, although shamans hold a high status and possess shamanic power for self-defense, they cannot be ignored as being pure human beings.

Humans' recovery abilities and physical strength are far inferior to those of orcs.

Snow Tiger Witch nodded: "Come in."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the cave.

Chief Black Wolf and several orcs from the Flying Eagle tribe quickly followed.

Wu Yue was also summoned by the clan chief to the shaman's cave.

Traveling in such weather is very difficult, and even a powerful gold-rank orc warrior like the Black Wolf Clan Chief inevitably showed signs of fatigue on his face.

"For us right now, herbs and food are the most scarce resources. The Flying Eagle Tribe has already sent some food and herbs, but the rainy season is still a long way off."
Without caves and food, our tribe will have a difficult time surviving this rainy season, so we earnestly request the Snow Tiger Tribe's help.

The shaman looked at the Black Wolf chieftain: "How would you like us to help your tribe?"

The Black Wolf Chieftain's lips twitched a few times before he finally said, "We hope the Snow Tiger Tribe can accept some of our Black Wolf Tribe members to come and live here."

The Black Wolf tribe's settlement was flooded, making it impossible to dig caves again. Living in caves belonging to other tribes would allow them to share some of the tribe's food, ensuring that more tribesmen could survive, at least until the end of this rainy season.

After the Black Wolf Chieftain finished speaking, he stared intently at the shaman, eagerly awaiting his reply.

Snow Tiger Witch pondered for a moment, and just as the Black Wolf Clan Chief's heart sank, thinking he was about to refuse, Snow Tiger Witch sighed softly, picked up the stone bowl beside him and took a sip of water: "In that case, send some clansmen over."

Upon hearing this, the Black Wolf Chieftain was overjoyed and jumped up from the ground, somewhat losing his composure. Then, as if realizing the inappropriateness of his behavior, he grinned broadly and said, "Thank you, thank you for the help of the Snow Tiger Tribe."

Snow Tiger Shaman waved his hand and turned to look at the Flying Eagle Tribe orcs beside him: "How's the matter of the Gu worms in your tribe going?"

Upon hearing Snow Tiger Shaman mention this, several Flying Eagle Tribe orc warriors couldn't help but smile happily: "Thank you for your concern. Some of the cubs in the tribe have already successfully hatched."

A smile appeared on Snow Tiger Witch's face as she continued, "Will you still be the ones to send the Black Wolf Tribe members over?"

Several Flying Eagle Tribe orc warriors nodded: "Most of the polar forest is now submerged by floods, making it impossible to get here."

The shaman has already sent some orc warriors to the Black Wolf tribe. If you agree, we'll return and bring the entire tribe back with us.

"I'm afraid your tribe won't be able to take in the Black Wolf tribe members this time," Snow Tiger Shaman said bluntly.

The orc warrior from the Flying Eagle Tribe smiled wryly upon hearing this: "Yes, we didn't prepare enough food because we were dealing with the Gu worms, so we had no choice."

Snow Tiger Witch sighed: "It seems that only our Snow Tiger Tribe and the Mad Lion Tribe can help the Black Wolf Tribe."

As soon as he finished speaking, the chieftain of the Black Wolf tribe and several orc warriors from the Flying Eagle tribe looked at each other with strange expressions.

Wu noticed this as well, and a bad feeling inexplicably rose in his heart: "What happened?"

Chief Black Wolf chuckled dryly, "Right now, only the Snow Tiger tribe has agreed to help our tribe. The Mad Lion tribe has no way to get there."

The Snow Tiger Witch and the other Snow Tiger tribe members in the cave instantly turned green with shock. So, you said it was just a part, but you actually planned to bring the whole group over?
Snow Tiger Witch glared at Black Wolf Chieftain with a dark expression: "What happened to that stinky lion? They should be alright, right? Why can't they help you?"

Chief Black Wolf smiled bitterly: "The Mad Lion Tribe is now surrounded by floodwaters. Most importantly, the people of the Flying Eagle Tribe have also discovered many giant iron pincers around their tribe. Judging from their size, they are probably even more formidable than the ones we have encountered before."

So even if the Mad Lion Tribe were willing to accept our people, we still couldn't cross the border.

Listening to their descriptions, the beastmen of the Snow Tiger tribe inexplicably felt very happy.

Snow Tiger Witch looked at him with a twitching mouth: "Then bring your tribesmen over. I've already said beforehand that whether you are beastmen or pure humans, you can only live in the open space of the cave."

I can have my people share some animal hides with you."

It's generally accepted that orcs are treated well, but this only applies to orc warriors within their own tribes. There's no reason why orc warriors from other tribes should be allowed to occupy the caves of other tribes when they come to seek refuge in someone else's tribe.

The Black Wolf tribesman nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely tell the tribesmen about this."

(End of this chapter)