Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 454 Not Simple

"The first snow has finally arrived."

The snowflakes melted in her palm. She looked up and met the gaze of the tall, loud figure outside the courtyard. Their eyes held a smile that other beastmen couldn't understand.

"Moon, are all the down jackets finished?"

Chief Snow Tiger led his orc warriors into the courtyard. The sight of such a large, tall, and robust group of orc warriors made the eyes of some of the unmarried females in the courtyard light up.

Wu Yue turned around, took a down jacket from the kang (a heated brick bed), and handed it over: "It's all done. The hairless animal hides that Yuan Lang and the others brought back from this hunt are excellent. They're much softer than the animal hides we usually use, and they're much more comfortable to wear than down jackets made from other animal hides."

“What you’re doing is no small feat. The animal hides that Yuan Lang and the others hunted back are of excellent quality, and you’ll need to make them into warm down jackets.”

He took the down jacket, which weighed less than a small wild animal, grinning from ear to ear. He gave the orc warriors around him a smug look, then carefully put it on.

The down jacket was made to be quite large, but when worn by the orc, it could only be described as 'fitting'.

The buttons on the down jacket were in the style of Chinese knot buttons. The chieftain's partner, seeing his clumsy movements and the fine sweat on his forehead, couldn't help but roll her eyes.

He strode forward and said, "It must have been so hard for you to put on these clothes, let me do it."

As he spoke, he carefully fastened the buttons on his clothes, and after tidying them up, he stepped aside.

The simple down jacket was a novelty in this world, and the crowd kept surrounding Chief Snow Tiger to watch it. The falling snowflakes couldn't dampen their enthusiasm.

The orc warriors took turns trying it out before reluctantly leaving the courtyard.

Only the orc warriors who were on patrol today were left, and they were all grinning from ear to ear as they received their down jackets.

Meanwhile, far away in the Cloud Mist Mountains, Mushroom Head and his group, along with the envoys from the Kuma tribe, were also experiencing their first heavy snowfall in the forest.

The healing wizard sat in the makeshift tent set up by the orcs, looking solemnly at the snow that was almost up to his ankles.

"We can't keep dawdling with them any longer. We need to get back to the tribe as soon as possible, or we might die out there."

His voice was as cold as ever, but the seriousness in his tone was noticeable to the other three wizards beside him.

As wizards, they could naturally estimate the time of the first snowfall, but they didn't expect the people of the Huoteng tribe to be so patient, refusing to hand over the crystal core even now.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes: "Looks like they're planning to freeze to death here."

Having said that, he stepped out of the tent. The orc captain, along with several orcs, was guarding the orc tribe members inside the barrier.

The orc captain, who was making a fuss, looked at the healing wizard who was walking slowly towards them: "They still refuse to hand over the crystal core. Should we wait here?"

The snow fell heavier and heavier. Although it was a pity to lose those precious crystal cores, he naturally chose the latter over his life.

The healing wizard glanced at him, walked past him, and came to the barrier. Although the members of the Orvine Tribe inside the barrier were pale and somewhat listless, they had not let their guard down against the Kuma Tribe.

The burly orc helped the petite female shaman in his arms to her feet, and even took a few steps toward the edge of the barrier, so that the two groups of people stood facing each other with less than half an arm's length between them.

"You don't need to say anything more, we will not hand over the crystal core."

Before the healing wizard could speak, Rou Rou chuckled inwardly and spoke up on her own.

"We don't expect to return to the tribe alive. Of course, it would be best if four great wizards were willing to die with us."

Perhaps knowing she couldn't survive, Rou Rou simply indulged her hatred for the Kuma tribe, and her words carried a hint of provocation.

A dazzling light suddenly shone from that face, which looked even thinner from hunger.

The faces of the healing wizards instantly turned ugly.

The healing wizard suppressed a hint of displeasure in his heart and looked up at the thin little female inside the barrier: "Since that's the case, then you can just wait to die here. This area is quite a distance from the Vine Tribe."

A cruel smile suddenly appeared in his usually indifferent eyes: "Only we know that you are trapped here. Even if you leave later, you won't be able to get very far."

Once this first heavy snow has passed, our tribe's orc warriors will return to search for your corpses.

"By then, the crystal core will still be ours."

The smile on Rou Rou's face stiffened, but she still held onto a sliver of hope: "Then you don't need to worry about it, Wizard. These are crystal cores that our tribe obtained from hunting."

"It seems they are determined not to give us those crystal cores."

The sorcerer whispered.

The poison witch standing to the side sneered, "Then let them freeze and starve to death here."

The healing wizard no longer glanced at the people of the Orchid Tribe inside the barrier, but calmly instructed the orc captain beside him, "Pack your things, we'll be leaving soon."

Upon hearing this, the orc warriors breathed a sigh of relief, and their steps became more nimble. Without needing their captain's instructions, they turned around and began packing their belongings.

"The wizard finally gave the order to leave. I had no idea I was scared to death when I saw those snowflakes."

"That's right, my partner just gave birth to a big, healthy baby this year, and I haven't even had a chance to see him yet."

The orc warriors were buzzing with discussion, and the temporary encampment was a hive of activity.

Watching the busy figures of the Kuma tribe in the distance, Rou Rou thought to herself with resentment: "Those damned Kuma tribesmen, when I get back to my tribe, I will definitely sneak into their territory and plant a lot of mushrooms."

Perhaps having witnessed the determination of the Huoteng tribe, the Kuma tribe members merely glanced at them briefly as they left, and then disappeared into the snow without saying a word.

"Square, come into my arms."

The burly orc Aman, whose figure was much thinner, wrapped the petite and slender female in his arms and sat her down on a piece of animal skin.

"Captain, the people from the Kuma tribe have left. Let's go out and hunt some food."

Since the young female witches erected the barrier, they have eaten nothing but the mushrooms on their heads.

If it weren't for the orc warriors' robust physiques, they would probably have become as thin and weak as the little female witch long ago.

Upon hearing this, Aman straightened the animal skin covering the little female in his arms and looked up in the direction where the Kuma tribe had left: "We'll go hunting again tomorrow morning. If the Kuma tribe pretends to leave but is lying in wait for us in the forest, then our efforts these past few days have been meaningless."

The orc warriors glanced at the little female in his arms, knowing their captain was right, and nodded as they huddled together to sit. The snow continued to fall, growing thicker outside the barrier. After the last ray of sunlight disappeared, the snow had already buried a third of the barrier.

Meanwhile, the members of the Orchid Tribe inside the barrier had already fallen asleep, while only the guarding orc warriors looked solemnly at the relentless snow outside.

Meanwhile, a hundred meters away, the Kuma tribe members were sitting in their tents in a large tree.

"My lord wizard, those people from the Vine Tribe are really cautious. It's been so long, and they still haven't come out to hunt."

The orc warriors are fine, but the shaman will starve to death if he doesn't eat soon.

The orc captain frowned, his tone full of helplessness.

The healing wizard felt a sense of helplessness. He looked up at the moon outside the tent, which shone with a cold halo: "Prepare to depart."

The snow and moonlight made the dark night seem like day. The Kuma tribe members put on animal skins and quickly disappeared into the snow-covered landscape.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Cloud Mist Mountain Forest, Amu felt as bitter as if he had eaten the gall of his prey.

A few days ago, the clan leader saw the Kuma tribe besieging the Orteng tribe on the other side of the river. Since he was the only flying beastman in the tribe, he secretly instructed me to fly across the Lin River to the Orteng tribe to deliver the message.

Thinking about this, Amu felt wronged and sad.

Damn it! I thought I could leave and go back to the tribe for the winter after delivering the message, but who knew that I would be conscripted by a high-ranking orc warrior from the Orvine tribe. In this cold first snow, I sat trembling on the back of an orc warrior and headed towards the river where the Orvine tribe members had been besieged.

The leading unicorn bear orc warrior was incredibly robust, even his beast form was several sizes larger than the unicorn bears around him. Perhaps because he was in a bad mood, the chilling aura emanating from him was comparable to the surrounding ice and snow.

"Old man, don't worry. Didn't that orc say that Little Meatball and the others are protected by a magical thing?"
Besides, those guys from the Kuma tribe are always cowardly and afraid of death. They would have left long ago after the first heavy snowfall; why would they stay there any longer?

A unicorn bear caught up a few steps and roared to comfort its anxious companion ahead.

Although the leading unicorn bear was anxious, it knew that its old buddy was right. However, when it thought of its little female cub, who had always been in poor health, it couldn't suppress its anxiety.

"That little brat Rou Rou won't eat a single piece of meat when there are mushrooms. Now that she's been trapped there for so long, the orc warriors are strong and fine, but that little brat isn't healthy. I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on."

The orc knew his own troublesome child well, and he was naturally very worried about him.

The orc standing nearby swallowed his words, thinking of his old buddy's petite female cub. He figured the orc warriors had probably saved the remaining mushrooms for the little female.

I wonder how my child is doing.

In the snowy night, everyone had different thoughts, but they were all striving to survive.

The next morning, Rou Rou opened her eyes with a twitching belly. The first thing she saw was the orc's firm chin. Her small body was curled up in the orc's arms, and she felt warm all over.

The remaining tribespeople sat huddled together, talking: "Why has even the sky turned white?"

Her voice was still soft and sweet from just waking up. Seeing all that white flesh, she couldn't help but open her mouth, but as her eyes cleared, she opened her little mouth wide.

"Bury it!"

Aman tightened his grip on her arm, seemingly amused by her surprised expression, and nodded with a smile: "Yes, we're buried in the snow."

The barrier was completely buried in snow, and from the outside, it looked perfectly normal.

To the surprise of the orc warriors, the temperature around the barrier gradually rose after it was buried by the snow. The previous biting cold was gone, and even the cold wind that seemed to be constantly seeping into their bones had disappeared.

"I'm taking two tribesmen out hunting later. You must be careful. When we return, we'll walk in on our own. Don't let anyone else in."

Aman stood up, and the orc warrior beside him stacked two animal skin cushions on the spot where he had been sitting before. Only then did he place the thin little witch in his arms on the animal skin cushions.

Suddenly losing the warmth around him, Rou Rou shivered and then tightened the animal skin around his body.

She still had a few mushrooms in her arms, which the orc warriors had left for her.

With a desperate effort, she channeled her meager magical power and gave a shamanic blessing to Aman and the remaining two orc warriors: "Be careful and come back soon."

She couldn't stop the orcs from going out hunting; without food, none of them could survive.

She lowered her head and took small bites of half a mushroom, then carefully tucked it into the animal hide in her bosom. There was too little food; she had to eat it sparingly.

Hunting is difficult in heavy snow, especially during such a dangerous time as the first heavy snowfall.

Seeing that Aman and the two clansmen had not returned for a long time, everyone became increasingly worried.

"Witch, let's go out and look for them. If they encounter danger, the three of them are still too few."

The two orc warriors looked anxious.

Rou Rou sat up, her thin face sunken but her expression firm: "I believe in A Man. They will definitely come back safely. It takes time to find prey in the snow, and even more time to bring them back. It's normal for it to be a little slow. Right now, we should just wait here."

Her dark eyes were filled with determination. Within this barrier, as long as Rou Rou disagreed, the beastmen would not be able to get out.

Seeing her resolute expression, the two orc warriors paced back and forth inside the barrier several times before finally sitting down with a thud.

Rou Rou closed her eyes to meditate, but her worries prevented her from entering a meditative state.

"Hoohoo!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed through the forest, shaking off much of the snow outside the barrier. Rou Rou and the orc warriors stood up abruptly, their hearts pounding in their chests, each breath rapid and labored.

"Did Aman and the others encounter a powerful beast?"

The orc warriors cried out urgently.

"Ow!"

"Hoohoho!"

The roar rang out once more, but this time the orc warriors, who were prepared, had strange expressions, a mixture of ecstasy and disbelief.

(End of this chapter)