Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 444 was somewhat unexpected.

The orc warriors from the other two tribes were taken aback upon hearing this, then exchanged a glance, their eyes showing a hint of interest.

Taro is a very common food in the forest, and wild boars especially love to eat it.

Orc warriors also have a great fondness for boars when hunting, because these beasts have a relatively even distribution of fat and lean, making them very popular with females and older members of the tribe.

Unlike other wild beasts, which have more meat and a firmer texture, making them more difficult to eat, only orcs and orc warriors like them.

Where there are taro, there are wild boars, especially in large taro fields, which are a paradise for wild boars. Now that they know this food is so delicious, how can they stay still?

"We also plan to go back early. The amount of food we've gathered is huge, much more profitable than hunting here and waiting to cure meat."

"Yes, I remember there was a large taro field in our tribe's territory, and there were lots and lots of wild boars there."

"Tsk, it's heartbreaking to think about it. All the good food was eaten by wild boars."

The orc warrior from the Black Wolf tribe secretly took a few taro and stuffed them into his small pack. Seeing that everyone was discussing the taro and no one was paying attention to him, he couldn't help but feel secretly pleased.

Take some taro dug up by the Snow Tiger tribe back with you, and then dig up some taro from your own tribe. Taro is edible, so if the Snow Tiger tribe can eat it, then the taro from your own tribe's territory can too.

We can roast a few for the chieftain and the shaman to try right away; that would be even more convincing.

The Black Wolf tribe orc couldn't help but laugh out loud at the thought that his tribe would have plenty of taro to eat in the future, and that his people wouldn't have to go hungry in the winter.

The orc warriors from the other two tribes couldn't help but peek over at the Black Wolf tribe's orc warrior, who was grinning lewdly while holding his small bundle.

Upon closer inspection, good heavens! That cunning wolf had secretly hidden a few taro roots in his pack.

Immediately realizing what this guy was up to, they exchanged a glance and then pounced on the remaining taro.

After a fierce fight, the two newly hatched panda beasts blinked at each other, while a dozen or so taro roots lay scattered in the basket that had been pulled and deformed.

"Stop fighting, let's split up our two tribes."

The orc warrior from the Lion Tribe gasped. Good heavens, he hadn't realized that these birdmen from the Eagle Tribe were so strong. He felt a stinging pain in his eyes and thought he was going to cry.

The orc warrior from the Flying Eagle Tribe couldn't help but tremble a few times. These dogs and lions were too ruthless, and they were even engaging in a group fight in a dishonest way. It hurt him terribly.

He nodded coldly: "Fine, we're breaking up."

The Snow Tiger tribe was unaware of the conflict between the three tribes. To celebrate the day's harvest, not only the orc warriors from the three tribes, but also the members of the smaller tribes who had worked there, enjoyed a delicious taro feast that evening.

Their eyes shone brightly as they stared at the food in their bowls, their smiles almost reaching their ears.

The tall, strong male chuckled foolishly, "The Snow Tiger Tribe is really great. They didn't hide from us when they were gathering. When we go back to the cave tomorrow, we can gather this food and eat it too."

The surrounding small and medium-sized tribes were also in high spirits, as their difficult lives were due to a lack of food.

Food in the forest is limited, and their territory is also limited. It's already difficult enough not to hunt enough food. These small and medium-sized tribes don't have the same traditions as the larger tribes, so they naturally know even less about the food available.

Even if they go out to gather food, they can only find a few types, making their diet even more limited.

So they are so happy today not only because they are eating food grown by the Snow Tiger Tribe, but more importantly because they have learned about a new food source, which means they will have another food source to gather even if they leave the Snow Tiger Tribe in the future.

Therefore, the bountiful taro harvest of the Snow Tiger Tribe today not only brings joy to its own people, but also to the people of the other three large tribes and those small and medium-sized tribes.

The joyful atmosphere never stopped once the harvest began.

Having already harvested taro once, the tribespeople were very familiar with the classification and processing of taro, so Wu Yue didn't need to remind them again; they all cooperated skillfully.

The people of the small and medium-sized tribes were sitting outside their simple houses after finishing their food, talking about the taro they had eaten that day, when they saw Nagano, with a big smile on his face, leading his equally cheerful slaves carrying baskets of taro toward the back of the tribe.

The tall, muscular orc was taken aback, then stood up and greeted him, "Nagano, moving food?"

Nagano, who had made a great haul, greeted them warmly, then gestured for the slaves to continue carrying the food away, while he himself went over.

To be honest, seeing the former chieftain of the Snow Tiger tribe, especially when he was clearly doing much better than the former chieftain, made Nagano feel somewhat pleased.

Have you eaten anything yet? Isn't taro delicious?

The tall, strong male and the surrounding small and medium-sized tribesmen all nodded enthusiastically: "It's delicious! It's much better than the wild vegetable dumplings we used to eat."

"Yes, who would have thought that the wild boars used to eat such delicious food? We've really missed out on so much."

Nagano chuckled upon hearing this, "You've missed a lot more than this; this is nothing."

The tall, muscular man pointed with his chin in the direction the slaves had left: "I saw you drying the taro you collected on the open ground. Where are you going to move these?"

Hearing his question, Nagano's smile deepened, revealing a set of bright white teeth: "These are all the food that Lord Wuyue promised to distribute to us slaves. We're transporting them back to our own places to preserve them. This is all our food for the winter."

This boasting came rather suddenly.

The tall, strong male fell silent, and the surrounding tribesmen from the smaller tribes also fell silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Nagano. Good heavens, there must have been dozens of baskets of taro that had just been carried over. Was all that food distributed to the slaves?
His eyes immediately filled with envy and jealousy as he looked at Nagano, and his tone was sour: "The Snow Tiger Tribe treats its slaves too well."

Nagano puffed out his chest: "Who says otherwise? We slaves are not allowed to have any items or food other than those stipulated, but the tribe never lacks food and animal hides for us. We are no different from ordinary tribesmen."

After saying that, she lowered her voice a bit and said, "Speaking of which, sometimes we are even luckier than some ordinary tribesmen, because we are now working for Lord Wuyue, so the food and supplies we are given are much better than those of ordinary tribesmen."

"Didn't anyone ask you to go and do something?"

Someone asked sourly, not because they were jealous, but because they were genuinely upset.

Everyone knew that being a slave was not a good thing. In the large tribes, apart from being able to eat wild vegetable dumplings, there was nothing they could compare to. In winter, they lived in straw huts, and freezing to death was common. The large tribes didn't even have enough food to eat, so where would they get extra food to share with the slaves?

If you can survive, you'll live; if you can't, you'll freeze or starve to death—that's all perfectly normal.

They couldn't have their own food, let alone animal hides; everything, including themselves, belonged to the larger tribe.

Whenever a member of a large tribe needs help, they have to do it. They'd be exhausted and just be carried out and thrown away. Some cruel large tribes would even send slaves to lure wild animals when they went hunting.

The person with the most complicated feelings here is the tall, strong male. Wasn't Nagano once an orc from his own tribe?

They were brought out to exchange for food because they weren't close to him. Who knew that the slaves he had exchanged were now living much better than him, the chieftain? He felt very complicated.

The smile on his face stiffened slightly: "I'm glad you're all doing well, hahaha."

Nagano glanced at him, and the resentment of being abandoned by his former tribe suddenly dissipated, and his mood brightened.

He patted the former chieftain on the shoulder with a smile: "You all do your jobs well. The tribe will not treat you unfairly. The cave where you are staying this winter used to be where the tribe's people lived during the winter."

"But we have stone houses to live in now, so we don't need to. I stayed in one last winter, and it was very warm and comfortable. When you have free time, you can collect some firewood to make a fire for warmth in the winter."

After Nagano finished speaking, he left, leaving behind the people of the small and medium-sized tribes, who were probably thinking about something.

When Gao Zhuangxiong returned to his dwelling, he saw his tribesmen sitting inside. As he entered, they all stared at him expectantly, which puzzled him.

He stomped on the grass and then plopped down on the ground: "Why are you all staring at me?"

An older male lifted his eyelids and glanced at him: "Isn't it because everyone heard that you went with the orc captain to see the caves where they live in the winter? They wanted to ask how it went."

The tall, strong man nodded solemnly: "The cave is very good and very big. It will definitely be much warmer inside than where we are. When we went there today, the orc captain had already assigned us to different places."

"I'll take you there to see it after I finish work tomorrow. After we eat, we'll go out and collect firewood so we can light a fire and keep warm."

The older male nodded: "It's good that you have a plan. We'll store our food there too. The Snow Tiger tribe is kind; they gave us cured meat with salt."

Speaking of the amazing cured meat, the old male became even more excited: "It's truly a great tribe blessed by the Beast God. They can actually make such amazing food. The cured meat didn't even spoil after being stored for so long."

The tall, muscular man nodded with a sigh, "Who says it isn't? It's just..."

He glanced at his father and said, "When the weather gets cold, you shouldn't cure any more meat."

The older male was taken aback at first, but after thinking for a moment, he nodded and said, "Well, when the weather gets cold, we'll have to get other food."

The two most influential people in the tribe were discussing food, and the other tribespeople could only listen. However, when the topic turned to not curing meat, their expressions changed.

The older male, observing this, sneered inwardly and said, "Although cured meat can be stored for a long time, other foods won't spoil when the weather gets cold."

We can get more if you want other foods, not cured meat.

The tall, strong male's mate's lips twitched a few times before he finally spoke, holding his son: "Father, there's a lot of salt in those cured meats."

They tasted the cured meat after they got it, and the saltiness was quite pronounced.

Salt is so precious; it's something that can't be traded for even more food.

Therefore, in their view, it is only right that cured meat is more precious, since it is made with salt.

The older male glanced at her and said, "We still have some salt, enough to last until next year. We can exchange some more when the large tribes' salt-exchanging teams return."

Their small tribe is nothing compared to other medium-sized tribes, and having too much salt is not a good thing.

The tall, strong male had naturally thought of this as well, and glared at his partner: "If you don't know, then shut up."

He wasn't very bright, so even after being the clan chief for so long, he would still ask his father about some things. His father held a very important place in the tall, strong man's heart.

Since her partner had spoken, the female dared not say anything more. She responded softly and then went to rest with the sleeping cub in her arms.

Seeing this, the remaining tribesmen also went back to their straw nests to sleep, as they still had work to do the next day.

The Snow Tiger tribe was unaware of the shock that taro brought to these tribes; they were so immersed in the joy of the harvest that they paid no heed to the thoughts of others.

In late autumn, the temperature in the early morning is also a bit chilly.

The moment Wu Yue pushed open the door, a blast of cold air hit her, making her shiver involuntarily: "Hiss! It's not even winter yet, and it's already this cold."

After washing up, enduring the chill, she shrank back and darted into the kitchen.

But when he saw the little blue chubby creature nestled in the grass by the stove, his lips twitched involuntarily: "You really know how to find a spot, huh?"

There was fireball beast droppings in the kitchen stove, so there are still flames, and the temperature is naturally incomparable to that of the other rooms.

She said she felt something was missing when she woke up this morning, and it turned out that the furry thing was gone.

The system, still half-asleep, glanced at its dog host: "The temperature dropped last night, and you bastard took all the blankets. I almost became the first system to freeze to death. For the sake of my life, I naturally had to struggle."

Wu Yue felt a little guilty. When she woke up this morning, she found that the quilt was tightly wrapped around her body, so Tongzi hadn't wronged her.

"Hehe, I'll make you a little quilt today."

The system looked at her with satisfaction; the dog host had finally shown some conscience.

(End of this chapter)