Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 442 My jaw almost dropped.
Snow Tiger Witch waved for the orc warriors to lower the city gate before cautiously approaching to examine the heavy gate: "How could something like this be able to lift such a heavy city gate?"

His tone was full of amazement.

The Snow Tiger Clan Chief, standing to the side, was also filled with amazement: "Such a massive Iron Tree City Gate, even a powerful Gold-Rank Orc Warrior couldn't lift it."

Wu Yue had no way to explain the principle of the thousand-pound gate to them, so under the questioning of Xuehu Wu and the clan chief, she naturally shifted the blame to the non-existent Huaxia Great Wu.

Wu Yue placed the two sets of pajamas she had prepared on Xuehu Wu's kang (heated brick bed): "When we were in the forest before, we helped the Great Witch of Huaxia with some things, so the Great Witch bestowed clothes upon us."

The high shaman is returning to his own tribe this time. The thousand-pound gate is a gift for our tribe, and these two garments are for the shaman and the chieftain.

The soft clothing was exquisite, and the rough, untanned animal hides were incomparable to it.

Snow Tiger Shaman draped the clothes over his arms, and the area covered instantly felt warm.

The two bigwigs smiled, their wrinkles deepening: "It would be great if we could pay our respects to the Great Shaman sometime."

Snow Tiger Witch carefully placed the pajamas in the wooden box she had prepared: "I have lived for so long, and only when I was young did I follow the old witch to see a great witch of a super tribe in a very far place."

I still remember that intense surge of magical power; it gave me the feeling of meeting the Beast God.

Xuehu Wu's expression was full of longing and awe, clearly indicating that his experiences in his youth were still unforgettable.

Chief Snow Tiger chuckled as he hugged the soft loungewear to his chest, thinking he would give it to his partner when they got back. As an orc warrior, he was tough and thick-skinned, so he could just look at and touch the good stuff.

With the sluice gate installed, the construction of the city gate was finally completed.

The people from various small and medium-sized tribes were all dejected as they packed up the tools and equipment they had accumulated while working for the Snow Tiger Tribe, their hearts filled with reluctance.

"We're going back tomorrow, right? Xuehu can't possibly keep us here to eat and stay for free."

The tall, muscular man licked his lips, his eyes filled with conflict and envy.

If anyone were standing next to him, they would see that his envious gaze was directed at the Snow Tiger Tribe slaves who were working.

I used to think that being a slave to a large tribe was a very miserable thing. You couldn't get food, you couldn't wear animal skins, and you couldn't even have your own belongings. Even in winter, you could only live in a straw hut.

But
All of this understanding was shattered when they saw the slaves of the Snow Tiger Tribe.

What has no food? What has no animal skins to wear? What will they live in a straw hut?

The slaves of the Snow Tiger tribe had plenty of food, and could even eat meat every few days. Although they wore ordinary animal hides that were not precious, processed, and soft, they were still warm enough to keep them warm. They were even allowed to have their own food.

The most outrageous thing is that the slaves of the Snow Tiger Tribe could live in those stone houses that were said to be inhabited only by the chieftains and shamans of large tribes.

Didn't you say that slaves lived a miserable life and could die at any moment?

He wanted to be a slave like that too.

"What are you thinking about? Hurry up and pack your things. We need to leave early tomorrow and get back to the cave as soon as possible. It's too dangerous to walk at night."

For these pure humans, beasts that orcs could easily kill with a single swipe of their claws were life-threatening creatures.

The tall, strong male sighed, "I really envy those slaves in the Snow Tiger tribe now."

The female who had just spoken was taken aback, and then looked at the slaves who were busy outside, feeling a strong sense of envy.

Who can argue with that? She's envious too.

Look at those slaves' offspring, and then look at the offspring beside you.

Although she had gained a lot of weight during her time in the Snow Tiger Tribe and looked quite plump, she knew very well that once they returned to the cave, they would never again have such days of three meals a day.

The thought of having to risk her life again for a meal of grass dumplings filled her with bitterness.

"Huh? What are you doing?"

As they were all silently packing their things, a somewhat surprised voice rang out from the doorway. It was Nagano who spoke.

He had just delivered a batch of newly made blanks to the cave, and on his way home, he saw these people packing up their things.

Thinking back to what Lord Wuyue had said a few days ago about needing these small and medium-sized tribes to dig a moat, I was a little puzzled.

Life here is so good, with food to eat every day and houses to live in, why would these people leave?
Takashiro knew Nagano because he was from his own tribe and was among those who were exchanged with the sickly Yue.

But Nagano is no longer the one they abandoned. I heard that he was chosen by the new shaman of the Snow Tiger tribe and became the leader of the slaves. He can do many things, and even the Snow Tiger tribe members have to exchange food with him for whatever they want.

The tall, burly orc no longer possessed the imposing presence he had when he was the chieftain of the Nagano tribe. He stood up somewhat awkwardly, rubbing his hands together.

"The city walls are already built, and we have nothing left to do. Doesn't the Snow Tiger Tribe want us to go back to our own tribe?"

They were just packing in advance; otherwise, if they had to make last-minute preparations the next day, they would have had to spend the night in the dangerous forest.

Nagano chuckled and patted the former chieftain on the shoulder: "Our tribe still needs to dig a very deep and long pit around the city wall, so you may not be able to leave this winter. I heard it from Lord Wuyue."

The tall, muscular man was overjoyed; his entire face turned red.

His hands, trembling with excitement, gripped Nagano's arm tightly: "Really? We can stay in the Snow Tiger Tribe this winter?"

The people of the small and medium-sized tribes inside the makeshift houses also heard it, and some even picked at their ears in disbelief.

Nagano nodded: "Someone will probably come and inform you in a little while."

The makeshift house was buzzing with excitement. The shamans of the four major tribes had predicted a dangerous beast tide this year and had informed the smaller tribes.

In contrast to the active preparations for war by the major tribes, the people of the small and medium-sized tribes were numbly preparing to face death.

They had no orc warriors, and even ordinary wild beasts could threaten their lives, let alone more powerful ferocious beasts.
Some medium-sized tribes, by maintaining good relations with larger tribes and by offering them food or herbs, are able to gain the protection of those larger tribes.

However, there are too few such medium-sized tribes.

"When I saw those city walls that seemed to reach the sky, I thought that if I could live inside, I wouldn't be afraid of any ferocious beasts. I never thought I would actually be able to live here, sob sob sob."

One of the females, while speaking, covered her mouth and began to cry.

Upon hearing this, the people around also had tears in their eyes. Just surviving was already an exhaustion for them.

"I have things to do, so don't rush to pack your things. Someone should come to let you know in a little while." With that, Nagano left in a hurry.

Don't ask why, good heavens, everyone was staring at me with red eyes, the pressure was really too much.

After Nagano left, the people of the small and medium-sized tribes stopped packing their belongings, but after the initial elation, they gradually became uneasy.

Is what Nagano said true?

Is it really possible to stay in the safe Snow Tiger Tribe for the entire winter?
Amidst their unease, the group was greeted by a familiar orc warrior, none other than their captain who usually supervised their work.

As soon as the orc captain entered the makeshift house, he was met with intense stares from the crowd.

Good heavens, those pairs of red eyes really give the impression of wild boars caught in a pack of wolves.

"What are you doing?"

Their expressions are terrifying.

The tall, burly orc let out a deep breath before nervously stepping forward: "Captain, have you come to tell us to leave?"

Although Nagano had just said that they might not have to leave, they were still uneasy.

The orc warrior smiled and waved his hand: "I just came from the shaman to ask you if you would like to stay in the Snow Tiger tribe for the winter."

Before they could speak, he continued, "We need to dig a moat around the city wall, so we still need you to do the work."

I'm just here to ask you all. If you want to stay, just let me know, and I'll arrange for you to stay in the caves behind the mountain.

Those who don't want to stay can leave tomorrow.

Is it true?
The tall, muscular man looked at the orc captain with ecstatic joy. He didn't even need to ask his own people; he was the first to step forward: "Our tribe is willing to stay and work."

The orc warrior glanced at him with a smile. He recognized the tall, strong male. Although the people of this tribe were all thin and weak, they were the most hardworking.

"Alright, in a few days I will take you to the big cave in the back mountain. Our stone houses are no longer there, but it is too cold in winter, so we will arrange new accommodations for you."

In his view, how could anyone refuse such a good thing? After all, these people had all gained a lot of weight during their time working in their tribe.

As the orc captain had predicted, all of them agreed to stay and spend the winter in the Snow Tiger tribe.

"You tribal chiefs, come with me to see the caves where we'll be living."

After the orc captain finished speaking, he walked out on his own.

The clan leaders exchanged glances, all suppressing their excitement as they followed.

The group arrived at a large cave in the back mountain, which was the place where the Snow Tiger tribe used to live during the winter.

“This is where our tribe used to live in the winter, but now that we have houses, we don’t need to anymore.”

After saying that, he pointed to the blanks placed in the open space in the cave: "These are all very important things. They need to be dried in the shade here. After a while, they will be dry and Nagano and the others will carry them away."

As the group was talking, Nagano walked in with a woman who looked as beautiful as the moon in the sky.

Nagano, who had seemed quite familiar with them before, simply nodded his chin when he saw them again, and continued to follow Wuyue, introducing her to the clay model they had made this time.

At this moment, the orc warriors naturally saw Wu Yue walking in with Nagano and quickly stepped forward: "Lord Wu Yue."

Wu Yue, who was looking down at the mud, looked up when she heard this, a smile playing on her lips: "Are you here to arrange accommodations for those small and medium-sized tribes?"

She was present during the meeting and knew the arrangements made by the clan leader and the shaman, so she smiled and nodded, "Okay, then you can continue."

After saying that, he turned around and continued talking to Nagano.

At this moment, a question arose in the tall, muscular man's mind again. He quietly sidled up to the orc captain walking in front and asked, "Captain, was that Lord Wuyue just now?"

The orc looked at him questioningly: "Of course, what's wrong?"

"Has Lord Wuyue always been a member of your tribe?"

Upon hearing this, the orc warrior gave him a deep look and said, "Why ask so many questions? These are not things you can know."

After saying that, he continued forward, leading the chiefs of the small and medium-sized tribes to see where they would be staying.

Looking at the clean and tidy cave with its smooth walls, the chieftains of the small and medium-sized tribes were overjoyed. If the orc captain hadn't been right beside them, they would have wanted to shout out in excitement.

On the other side, Wuyue followed Nagano to the cave where the slaves had lived before. There were even two male slaves standing guard at the entrance of the cave.

Upon seeing Nagano and Gatsuki, he bowed very respectfully: "Lord Gatsuki."

Nagano entered the cave, and with the help of the light from the cave ceiling, Wuyue finally saw these unusual blanks clearly.

"The color of these blanks is different from before?"

Nagano nodded excitedly: "We found this behind the hill when we were collecting mud, so we collected some and made it into blanks, thinking that we could fire jars and items of different colors."

After he finished speaking, he carefully took out several broken pieces of pottery from his animal skin clothing.
No, it cannot be called a pottery shard.

When Wu Yue saw the fragments, she was overjoyed and carefully picked up a palm-sized fragment to examine it.

In his mind, he was calling for his system. The blue robot, still half asleep, logged on: "Hello, your system is at your service."

"Can you take a look and tell me if this is porcelain?"

No wonder Wu Yue was surprised. The shard in her hand was smooth and warm, with a bluish-green color tinged with brownish-yellow, which was clearly different from the pottery they had made before.

When Tongzi heard the word "porcelain," she paused for a moment, then carefully examined the shard in Wuyue's hand. After a while, she exclaimed, "This Nagano guy is really lucky. This is probably the earliest porcelain."

Wu Yue was delighted, and her eyes lit up with a smile as she looked at Chang Ye: "This is a new type of fired vessel. I saw the great shaman of the Huaxia tribe of the Super Tribe use it before. It's called porcelain, and it's a very precious item in the Super Tribe."

She looked at Nagano with a solemn expression: "Nagano, you have made very important contributions to the tribe."

(End of this chapter)