Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 400 The Fury of Poisonous Fire
“Eat slowly, I still have a lot here. The people of my tribe said it’s delicious and this kind of fruit can be stored for a long time, so I collected a lot.”

The rest were stored in the food storage cave, where it is cooler and can be stored for a longer time.

"Whenever you want to eat, just go to the food storage cave and get it."

Wu Yue chuckled and nodded: "I've never seen this kind of fruit before, but it's very sweet."

Yuan Lang reached out and wiped the juice from the corner of her mouth: "Although this gray fruit is delicious and keeps well, I heard that it only tastes good for a few days after it ripens. After a while, the fruit inside solidifies and the taste becomes very cloying."

"That's such a pity. These fruits are too juicy. I wonder if they can be dried and stored."

"Then you shouldn't even think about it. Some females in the tribe have already tried it. Because of the high water content, even if you make a dried fruit from one gray fruit, it will only be about the size of your palm, and the taste will be very different."

Wu Yue glanced at the basket of grey fruit at his feet: "Delicious things always have some character, haha."

Amused by her statement, Yuan Lang got up and put the remaining gray fruit into the kitchen.

"I plan to take the orc warriors to the deep forest again in the next few days. It will probably take half a month before we return. I would like to trouble Lord Wuyue to prepare some herbs for me."

Wu Yue frowned: "Why do we have to go again? Didn't you say we had enough crystal cores?"

The situation in the deep forest is very strange now. The territories of the ferocious beasts are expanding further and further, and the number of ferocious beasts appearing in the territories of some tribes is increasing.

This increased the difficulty of hunting for various tribes to some extent.

"The material of the bowstring."

Yuan Lang said in a deep voice.

"We have tested all the wild beasts and ferocious beast tendons in the tribe during this period of time. Most of the wild beast tendons can be used by pure human males."

The bows made from the sinews of some ferocious beasts that I brought back last time are also very suitable for orc warriors.

However, both types of bows were too weak for orc warriors; they would break after only a few pulls, and the bow shafts required specially sourced materials.

Wu Yue frowned: "Can't we use the same material we used to make the warehouse doors for the bow?"

The material used for those doors was extremely sturdy. Because two doors needed to be made, the entire tribe of orcs worked for two whole days to complete them.

Yuan Lang smiled and glanced at her: "That tree was brought back by the clan chief when he led the uncles to hunt in the deep forest. There are no trees like it in the forest, so it is one of our targets this time."

"Then be careful. Although there is still a long time before winter, it would be best if you could come back as soon as possible. I still need your help with something."

Yuan Lang nodded: "Okay."

He didn't ask what it was about, since they were about to leave and there was nothing he could do even if he asked.

"when are we leaving?"

Yun Lang smiled and looked at her: "This time it's quite dangerous, so we should wait for Lord Wu Yue's medicine to be ready before we set off."

Wu Yue glared at the orc opposite her with annoyance: "That's good. I'll go check it out tonight, and then draw a picture of the plant that can be made into cloth. Take it with you when you go, and bring it back if you see it."

This is something you can handle easily; your hunting is more important.

She feared that Yuan Lang would focus his attention on finding the plant, and that staying in the deep forest for too long would be dangerous.

Although the little female opposite him didn't say anything, Yuan Lang could still see the worry in her eyes, and his heart warmed slightly: "Don't worry, I know what's important. I value my life very much."

The orc's handsome features were filled with a smile, making him look nothing like a battle-hardened general.

On the second day, at the camp assigned to the Poison Scorpion Tribe by the Rock Salt Tribe, a group of Poison Scorpion Orcs sat in the tent of the Orc captain who had led the team to the Arctic Forest Tribe Gathering, their faces dark with fear.

"That rock salt witch is shameless. I heard she seduced the envoy. Today's competition was clearly won by our tribe, but the envoy said it was the rock salt tribe that won."

"If things continue like this, what connection will the selection process for the super tribe have with our tribe?"

"Don't the shamans do anything about it?"

The Poison Scorpion Orc Captain sat on the animal skin cushion with a frown, his lips pursed and his face gloomy: "I already went to ask the shaman today."

The grumpy orc frowned at him: "What did the shaman say? This envoy was clearly doing it on purpose."

At this rate, won't none of our tribe members be able to join the super tribe this year?

Captain Poison Scorpion had no idea that he had wanted to enter the Super Tribe for quite some time.

But this opportunity was about to be ruined by that damned witch.

"The shaman told us to be more aggressive when we make our move next time, to knock those rock salt tribesmen down so they can't get up, otherwise, like today, even though we've gone out of the circle, the result will be the same."

and"

A look of disgust flashed across his eyes. The thought that he had once liked that priestess made him feel as if he had eaten shit.

"After the rock salt tribe witch got involved with the envoy, she also told the super tribe about the ferocious beast crystal core. The super tribe is very interested in this and may go to the polar forest."

If the super tribe establishes direct contact with the tribes in the polar forest, or even conquers the polar forest, then the crystal core will truly be irrelevant to us from now on.

After saying that, his face turned extremely ugly.

The enraged orc instantly stood up: "Didn't the shaman say anything? Are we just going to do nothing?"

Captain Scorpion waved his hand: "Sit down first."

His heart was filled with bitterness: "What can we do? A single wizard from the super tribe can keep us all here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tent fell silent.

The grumpy orc felt extremely aggrieved and angrily lifted the curtain and went out.

Several orc warriors who often followed him also stood up and went out.

"Captain, is this kid up to something?"

One of the tribesmen looked at the orc captain and said.

But he shook his head: "Although that kid has a bad temper, he still knows what he should and shouldn't do."

Just as the orc captain said, although the grumpy orc was in a bad mood, he really wouldn't do anything.

Just passing through the rock salt tribe and seeing how arrogant the tribesmen were, I wanted to grab them and shove them in a latrine.

But now that he's on someone else's turf, there's nothing he can do.

"We really can't do anything. If things continue like this, none of our tribe members will be selected. What's the point of us participating in the selection process? It's all for nothing."

The orc warrior who followed him out grumbled, his heart filled with resentment.

The grumpy orc spat, "You think I don't know? But the shamans are helpless right now, what can we do?"

do what.
Suddenly, the irritable orc, who had been striding forward with righteous indignation, had a flash of inspiration and curled the corners of his lips as if he had thought of something.

His gaze as he looked at the stone houses in the distance was filled with smug satisfaction. "You want the beast cores, huh? Heh heh."

He turned to his underlings behind him and said, "You guys go hunting first and prepare the food. We'll head straight back to the tribe tomorrow. This kind of competition is pointless; we might as well go back and get some sleep."

Having said that, he walked straight toward his family's stone house.

The sorcerer sat in the stone house with a gloomy face, playing with the small fleshy worm in his hand, his heart filled with anger because of the unfairness of the messenger today.

But when he thought of those four wizards whose strength was clearly superior to his own, the anger in his heart was instantly extinguished, leaving only wisps of black smoke rising from them.

"Witch, the poison fire has arrived. It says it has something to ask of you."

The sorcerer twitched the corner of his lips. Poisonous fire?

Thinking back, wasn't that the stupid orc who was left in the Snow Tiger Tribe last time?

What good can someone who's more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything good do?

"Let him in."

The grumpy orc Poisonfire stood obediently outside the stone house, looking at the house built from a large, rough stone. Those with better eyesight could even see inside the house through the gaps between the stones.

He couldn't help but scoff inwardly; compared to the Snow Tiger Tribe's houses, these stone houses were truly insignificant.

But thinking about the purpose of his visit today, he quietly lowered his head.

"The shaman will let you in."

The orc warrior who delivered the message came to relay it.

Poisonfire glanced at him gratefully, then quickly bowed and respectfully went inside: "Greetings, Witch."

After bowing respectfully, they stood there obediently with their heads bowed.

"Get up. I heard you were looking for me. What's up?"

The sorcerer was not in a good mood, so he didn't want to say a single unnecessary word.

Poisonfire glanced at his shaman, knowing he was in a bad mood, and quickly said, "Today I heard from the captain that the rock salt tribe's shaman has told the super tribe about our two tribes obtaining crystal cores from the polar forest."

Are we just going to do nothing? If the super-tribes control the polar forests, we'll have nothing left.

Upon hearing this, the sorcerer paused in his hand, which was playing with the worms: "It's rare that your head, which seems to only know how to eat, actually has some substance."

He sat up: "We are as powerless in the face of a super tribe as those small tribes are in the face of us."

We have no right to stop the super tribe from doing whatever it wants, and of course, we can't stop it either.

Unless our tribe no longer wants to exist in the Crimson Flame Plains, do you understand?

Du Huo choked back a sob: "I just feel so unwilling to accept this."

The sorcerer sneered, "Don't waste your energy on these useless emotions, go down."

“Witch, the tribesman who lost today is even stronger than me, so I won’t participate in the competitions anymore. I’ll just lead my tribesmen back to hunting.”

He said this with a lot of resentment.

The sorcerer glanced at him and waved his hand dismissively, "Get lost."

Then he closed his eyes.

Not willing to give in?
He was the most unwilling to accept defeat. He had hoped to surpass the Rock Salt Tribe this time, but unexpectedly, it was all because of a female.
The grumpy orc left the sorcerer's stone house and went to the orc captain's tent again.

"I'll take a few brothers back to the tribe tomorrow. Anyway, you're the captain with the best chance of being chosen by the super tribe this time, so we're just joining in the fun."

Now that the envoy is clearly siding with the rock salt tribe, I'm angry and don't want to stay any longer, so I'm going back to hunting."

The orc captain frowned: "Did you talk to the shaman? Are you going straight back to the tribe?"

Poisonfire nodded: "I've already told the shaman that we won't go back to the tribe yet. We're all seething with anger. We've already agreed with the brothers that we'll go train in the forest for a while before going back."

Captain Poison Scorpion patted him on the shoulder: "Alright, then be careful in the forest."

He smiled wryly at the sullen orc sitting opposite him: "Maybe we'll meet again when you return to the tribe."

Du Huo glanced at him upon hearing this, wanting to say something, but considering the different attitudes the envoy had towards their two tribes, he simply nodded.

He then stood up and said, "I'll leave tomorrow morning and won't come over."

Damn it, staying here and having to watch those bastards from the rock salt tribe's faces is infuriating.

What kind of bullshit super tribe is this? They've got their eyes on a female like the Rock Salt Witch and they even want the crystal cores! Humph!
His eyes were darting around, and anyone who knew him well knew he was definitely up to no good.

That night, several familiar figures sat in the tent of the grumpy orc.

Upon closer inspection, they were all people who had suffered alongside him in the Snow Tiger Tribe.

There's even a pair of brothers who dyed their hair.

"Poison Fire, do we really want to?"

The orc didn't finish his sentence, but he pointed in a direction.

Thinking about what Poison Fire had just said, his legs were shaking. Damn, it was really too exciting.

Poisonfire glared at him: "Look at your pathetic self. It's one thing for the selection of the super tribe envoy to be fair, but look at the past few days, it's obvious that they're favoring the Rock Salt Tribe."

Our Scorpion Tribe and the Rock Salt Tribe are about the same strength to begin with. With this selection method, once the Rock Salt Tribe becomes powerful, what chance will we have?

"But we can't...if the super tribe finds out about this."

The orcs' faces were deathly pale, looking extremely unwell.

"Look at you all, so cowardly. We're just going out hunting. Who knows where we'll end up? As long as we're fast, we'll be back before the selection is over."

Having said that, he proudly raised his head: "Anyway, the Super Tribe is being unfair, so I won't let them have it easy either."

The other orcs exchanged glances. Although they were still somewhat afraid, they were also filled with rage when they thought about what their tribe's orc warriors had been through these past few days.

"Okay, we'll go with you."

Poisonfire chuckled, "Don't worry, we might even get some benefits."

Speaking of the benefits, the orcs swallowed hard: "I haven't had noodles and dumpling soup in a long time since I came back."

"Maybe this time we can have a proper meal."

"Hehe, I'm inexplicably looking forward to it."

(End of this chapter)