Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 394 The Snow Tiger Witch's Unintentional Wisdom
Wu Yue's little face scrunched up: "Let's forget about this. I can teach others, but it would be really difficult for me to do it myself."

Yuan Lang chuckled: "You're quite protective of your reputation."

Wu Yue just kept laughing dryly without saying a word.

"Moon, people from the Mad Lion Tribe, the Gray Wolf Tribe, and the Flying Eagle Tribe have arrived!"

Seeing the two figures, one tall and one short, in the distance, Qingcao stopped running and just stood there howling.

This perfectly illustrates just how powerful the penetrating power of a loud voice trained in a beast world where communication is basically done by shouting can be.

Wu Yue looked over at the sound and saw that Qingcao had already squatted down and was talking to several female tribesmen.

So, is this how carelessly you pass on messages?
She touched her chin and suddenly felt that she should go back and tell Grandma Green Water that she might as well rename Green Grass as Hasty.

The two arrived at the witch's residence, where the courtyard was already bustling with activity.

Looking at the three familiar figures sitting around the Snow Tiger Shaman, Wu Yue couldn't help but question her life. Weren't shamans supposed to be very busy and not leave their homes unless something very serious happened in the tribe?

Why are the shamans of these three tribes so free, always running to their tribes?

"Yue, Yuanlang, you two come in quickly."

Snow Tiger Witch wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling that he was about to be driven crazy by the three old men around him.

Seeing the Snow Tiger Witch running up to them, Wu Yue wiped the sweat from her face.

You are, after all, a shaman of a clan; this wobbly running style is so out of character for you.

Perhaps because they had just arrived at the tribe, the three shamans were currently feasting and didn't spare a single glance for the strutting Snow Tiger shaman.

"Witches, the trade fair just ended, and these three witches are here again?"

Wu Yue was filled with doubt.

Snow Tiger Witch looked at the three old men eating in a disgusted manner: "The three old guys have been thinking about the salt. They came here this time to discuss going to the sea tribe to exchange salt."

Wu Yue's face stiffened, and she felt a little guilty.

Their tribe now has a surplus of salt, so why would their orc warriors risk their lives to travel such a distant place to exchange for salt?

The tribe knows best where its salt comes from, but can it say that?
The three of them glanced furtively at the black wolf witch who was happily munching on a piece of meat, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"Actually, there's something I've wanted to say for a long time. It was my fault before; the salt crystals I took out were the kind that the little beasts eat."

However, the coarse salt from the coastal tribes turns white when boiled in water.

If they had boiled it in water too, they would have definitely discovered it.

Wu Yue said in a low voice.

Snow Tiger Shaman's expression immediately changed: "What do we do? What if that old bastard Black Wolf finds out where our tribe's salt comes from?"

He couldn't even imagine a bright future.

What are you three whispering about?

Black Wolf Shaman shook the oil off his hands and squinted at the three sneaky figures not far away.

These words were very powerful, and even the Flying Eagle Witch and the Mad Lion Witch, who were still stuffing food into their mouths, put down their food and looked at them.

Snow Tiger Witch chuckled dryly and rubbed his hands together: "We're just discussing some things, why are you asking so many questions!"
Besides, we've known each other for so many years, do you think I'm the kind of person who would hide something from you?

The three tribal shamans all looked at him with eyes that said, "What kind of coward are you? You have no self-awareness."

Snow Tiger, his witch qi bound, immediately jumped up and started howling: "What kind of eyes do you have? I was just asking when the people from the Yue Na Shui Shan tribe are coming!"

"If the Shuishan tribe only comes once a year, are you expecting us to exchange salt for them?"

After he finished speaking, the expressions of the three tribal shamans on the other side changed.

"Tiger, didn't you say at the trade fair that there was no such thing as the Shuishan Tribe?"

Since it concerned salt, the three shamans stopped eating and immediately stood up, looking at the Snow Tiger Shaman with solemn expressions.

Snow Tiger Witch: "..."

Damn it! I accidentally blurted it out.
He scratched his head awkwardly, looking as if his life was about to collapse, and shuffled back to the stone table.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you. Actually, it's because... sigh!"
The witch was right. I don't know where the Shuishan tribe came from, nor do I know if they can come every year.

They didn't bring much salt this year, but I traded it all for a few crystal cores.

As he spoke, he gave the Black Wolf Witch and the others a somewhat wretched look: "I was thinking that if the Water Mountain Tribe comes again, I'll leave them here and then notify you to come and exchange them."

Otherwise, do you really believe me just because I say it?

For some reason, as she talked, Snow Tiger Witch actually convinced herself, as if she really felt that she was thinking of her three old friends, and she even pouted a little aggrievedly.

"I'm thinking of you all, but you don't believe me."

The three shamans looked at their old friend and patted him on the shoulder: "We really didn't expect you to think so far ahead."

"Yes, no wonder you traded for salt and gave the crystal cores to the Poison Scorpion and Rock Salt Tribe, leaving them the opportunity to trade for salt at the beach."

"Tiger, you've grown up."

Snow Tiger Witch: "."

Bullshit! I'm about to meet the Beast God, and I really don't like the way you talk to your own little brat!
If you've successfully fooled them, you must remedy the situation promptly.

“We lose too many orc warriors every year in the salt trade, so I’ll share some of the salt we’ve acquired with you this time. If the Water Mountain Tribe doesn’t come next year, we can discuss going to the Seaside Tribe to trade for salt again.”

The Black Wolf Witch frowned at the wrinkled face of the Snow Tiger Witch: "Is the salt you traded enough for the four tribes to share?"

Snow Tiger Witch proudly raised her chin: "I spent five crystal cores, so it's definitely enough."

Upon hearing this, the shamans immediately sat back down at the stone table, excitedly discussing the matter while continuing their previous feast.

Xuehu Wu breathed a sigh of relief and turned around, only to see Wu Yue and Yuan Lang staring intently at him, their eyes filled with deep admiration.

Meow meow meow?
What's going on? Is this?

"Witch, you are so wise. I never expected you to be the one with the deepest thoughts."

Yuan Lang nodded in deep agreement: "You're really good at fooling your brothers."

After being momentarily dazed by Wu Yue's praise, the wise Snow Tiger Shaman snapped back to reality: "What the heck?"

Snow Tiger Shaman coughed twice, a little cocky, and raised his chin: "Of course, do you really think I'm a shaman for nothing?"

After saying that, he turned around and grumbled as he discussed the distribution of salt with his three old friends.

After a heated discussion, the Snow Tiger Witch reluctantly agreed to exchange most of the salt for the three tribes.

The shamans from the three tribes exchanged glances, their excitement palpable, their mouths agape as they grinned from ear to ear.

"I'm going back."

Looking at the several shamans shouting and yelling in the courtyard ahead, Yuan bent down and whispered in the ear of the little female beside him.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yue looked up at him, only to see the orc's gaze fixed on the direction where they had previously cured the salted meat. She instantly understood: "Alright, go ahead."

The orc smiled, nodded, and walked out.

Teng Qian watched in horror as the female tore open his animal skin clothes. The thought of becoming a partner with a female who was even more masculine than himself made his once wonderful life seem bleak.

"Teng Qian, come out."

A deep orcish voice rang out from outside. The orc, who had been lying flat waiting to be ravaged, stiffened at first, then reached out and pulled the female, who was still tearing at her animal skin, aside, tightened the animal skin around her neck, and ran outside.

"I'm coming!"

The female orc looked at the scattered animal hides around her, then touched the back of her neck where she had just been lifted up, and chuckled.

That's ridiculous! Teng Qian clearly wanted to.

So next time, we absolutely can't hold back; we should just go for it.

Thinking this, he let out a howl and rolled around on his own kang (a heated brick bed) that could sleep four or five strong men, howling and howling as he rolled, he couldn't be more excited.

Meanwhile, Teng Qian, who had been dragged away by his leader, and several of his brothers arrived at another food storage cave in the back mountain of the tribe. "Boss, where should we put all this salt?"

Each of the orc warriors carried a basket on their backs, half their height, lined with large leaves and filled with pale blue, crystalline salt.

“Carry it to the tribe’s storeroom.”

When the Snow Tiger tribe built their houses, they also built a number of warehouses to store the food handed over by hunting and gathering teams.

The front row of warehouses is now completely full, filled with various dried fruits and vegetables made by the females.

The next day, before dawn, Black Wolf Witch jumped up from the kang (a heated brick bed), his figure displaying an agility that was unheard of for someone his age.

Looking at the three old men still arguing beside him, Black Wolf Witch glanced down at his own dry feet, chuckled, and stretched out his sinful feet toward them.

"How dare they feed the witch rotten meat!"

Just as the Flying Eagle Witch was dreaming of eating delicious food, he suddenly smelled the stench of prey that had been rotten for a long time. He shouted loudly and sat up with a whoosh.

But
The Black Wolf Witch, who was moving his foot next to the Mad Lion Witch's head, turned around in confusion to look at the Flying Eagle Witch, who had sprung up from the kang (a heated brick bed): "What are you thinking about? It's still a long time before we eat."

While speaking, he dangled his toes near the Mad Lion Witch's head.

Upon witnessing this scene, Flying Eagle Witch felt utterly bewildered: "Is this how you woke me up?"

Black Wolf Witch chuckled and nodded: "Of course."

After saying that, he turned his toes towards the Snow Tiger Shaman who was gesturing wildly with his mouth open: "Tiger, get up quickly, it's time to exchange salt today."

The mad lion shaman, awakened by the stench, had just opened his eyes when he saw a dry, smelly foot fall into the wide-open mouth of an old man.

I clutched my stomach; for some reason, I felt full even before I had eaten anything.

Wu Yue got up early in the morning to prepare the food. She and two orc warriors from Xuehu Wu's side carried it to the shaman's courtyard, only to find that the three big shots sitting around the stone table all had rather dark complexions.

The Snow Tiger Witch, in particular, would occasionally let out a few dry heaving sounds, appearing to be in some pain.

"Witch, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Would you like some herbal water?"

Looking at the little female beside him, whose face was full of worry, Xuehu Wu felt comforted: "It's not that I'm feeling unwell, it's just that I ate something unknown when I woke up this morning, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Unidentified object?"

Wu Yue suddenly thought of some insects and scratched her head: "Perhaps the herbs you use to repel insects in your room need to be replaced. I'll bring some more over later."

Snow Tiger Shaman wanted to say something more, but saw Black Wolf Shaman opposite him looking at him with his hands clasped together, his wrinkled old eyes showing embarrassment.

He swallowed back the complaints that were about to come out, and just nodded with a dark face: "Okay, let's change it."

The Black Wolf Witch, having finally saved face in front of the cub, breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the Snow Tiger Witch with a somewhat ingratiating gaze.

"Oh my, the food the little female makes smells so good."

He stood up with a sigh, took a bowl from behind him, filled it with food, and handed it to Snow Tiger Shaman: "Tiger, don't be angry, come, come, eat some food to calm down."

"hehe."

Snow Tiger Witch sneered, but still accepted the food with a sour face.

Although he was in a bad mood because he ate the old wolf's stinky feet in the morning, the food was made by Yue and tasted delicious.

The four shamans, panting heavily, devoured all the food Wu Yue had brought. Then, with their round bellies bulging, they followed Snow Tiger Shaman toward the storeroom.

"!!!"

Black Wolf Witch patted his belly contentedly, lamenting that he would never be able to eat such delicious food again after returning to Blo, when he was suddenly shocked by a 'house' that appeared in front of him, and almost tripped and fell to the ground.

"What is this?"

He reached out in disbelief, focusing only on the wall in front of him, which was as tall as three orcs: "Is this a house too?"

Even orcs in their beast form can't jump out of this thing.

Equally astonished were the Flying Eagle Witch and the Mad Lion Witch; the three old men's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

Snow Tiger Witch stroked his beard smugly. He had to admit that the three old guys' naive and unworldly appearance greatly satisfied his vanity.

The smugness I felt at that moment was indescribable.

"This is where our tribe stores food."

After saying that, he walked straight towards the main gate.

Several orc warriors stood outside the door, and upon seeing them enter, they quickly bowed and greeted the shaman: "Greetings, Shaman."

Snow Tiger Witch nodded: "Open the door."

The orc warriors bowed in agreement, then returned to the gate and gently knocked on the bamboo tube on it.

As everyone held their breath, a thud was heard from inside, followed by the slow opening of the heavy wooden door, as tall as the wall, wide enough for two orc warriors to pass side by side.

Looking at the expressions of his old companions behind him, Snow Tiger Witch was so proud he felt like he was on cloud nine.

"Let's go, the salt is stored in the warehouse inside."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took the lead and walked in.

The orc warriors from the three tribes surrounded their shamans and slowly walked towards the enormous door before them.

The Black Wolf Witch's eyes were filled with shock; such a house was actually built by the Snow Tiger Tribe.
He was eager to know the reason for such a big change in the Snow Tiger tribe.

Or perhaps someone caused such a drastic change.

"Those ahead are our warehouses."

The voice of the Snow Tiger Witch came from ahead, interrupting the Black Wolf Witch's thoughts.

He looked toward the barrier of sound and couldn't help but gasp again.

I really want to grab Snow Tiger Witch by the scruff of his neck and ask him, "I can understand building such high walls to keep out wild animals, but why did you build such a high house?"

Doesn't your neck hurt?
Suddenly I felt that I should have let the tiger nibble on my toes a few more times this morning.

At this moment, the Snow Tiger Witch roared triumphantly, his steps even trembling slightly.

The group walked toward the second row of warehouses, and as soon as they turned a corner, they saw two orc warriors with several half-orc warriors waiting at the door of the first warehouse.

At that moment, the warehouse, which was as tall as the wall, was open, and the light blue hill on the ground instantly caught everyone's eye.

"salt!"

"salt!"

"salt!"

The three witches' eyes turned red the moment they saw the pile of pale blue.

Black Wolf Witch was the first to rush forward, then carefully scooped up some of the crystalline blue liquid, grabbed a pinch, and put it in her mouth.

The pure, salty taste, without a trace of bitterness, instantly spread throughout my mouth.

He turned to look at Snow Tiger Shaman: "You old codger, we all thought you didn't exchange much, but we never expected this..."

The Black Wolf Witch suddenly thought of the children in the tribe who had died while trading for salt.

The coastal tribes were too far away, and because they carried food, they could only set off to exchange it for salt after the weather got cold.

This journey lasted for an entire winter, and he was only able to return with just two animal hides and some coarse salt after the winter was over.

Perhaps thinking of the same thing, everyone's eyes became a little hot.

"Tiger, in exchange for these salts, how much food did you give to the Shuishan tribe?"

Snow Tiger Witch looked at Mad Lion Witch with a wry smile: "During the rainy season, there's hardly any extra food. I gave them five crystal cores and dozens of animal hides, plus two more prey."

Moreover, they were allowed to hunt while they were in our territory, which is why they traded for this salt.

(End of this chapter)