Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 455 There's still a chance to struggle

The orc warrior sitting on the outermost edge suddenly stood up, picked his ear with his little finger, and then pressed himself against the barrier. Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, his smile grew even wider.

"How is it? Is it true? Is it true?"

With the barrier buried, they could only rely on the orcs' exceptional hearing to make their judgments.

Even the small, thin female sitting on the animal skin felt the excitement; she stood up unsteadily: "That roar just now..."

His large eyes, though on his thin face, were now sparkling with excitement.

Although his body was still weak, the roar he had heard since childhood was so familiar; it was his father's roar.

The strength she had been trying to maintain crumbled instantly upon hearing the familiar roar. The little female pouted, her vision blurring.

"Our tribesmen have come to our rescue! Haha!"

"We don't have to die anymore, we can go back to the tribe!"

The orcs cheered and howled loudly to guide their people.

The thin, small female wiped away her tears, her eyes sparkling as she lay on the barrier, murmuring softly, "Father, Father, Rou Rou wants to go home."

The roars from inside the barrier gate and outside the barrier merged into one, and the distance between the two groups of orcs grew ever closer.

Then a creaking sound came from outside the barrier, followed by a voice that Rou Rou knew all too well: "Rou Rou, don't be afraid, Daddy's here to save you."

The middle-aged orc's voice was full of love and anxiety, and Rou Rou, who was lying on the barrier, immediately burst into tears: "Father! Father! We're buried under the snow."

The roars of the beastmen were very loud, and Aman and his companions, who were chasing their prey in the distance, naturally heard them as well.

"Captain, it sounds like the tribesmen roaring!"

The group stopped their pursuit and watched helplessly as their hard-won prey disappeared into the snow.

Ah Man's thick, hard brows furrowed tightly: "Go back!"

His worries outweighed his joy. The orc warriors of the Kuma tribe were too cunning. If these guys hadn't left, they might have used his hunting trip to imitate the roars of their tribesmen and deceive the remaining members of the tribe.
The orcs nearby noticed that their captain's expression was not relaxed, and their hearts skipped a beat. Could it be those guys from the Kuma tribe?

His heart jumped, and he quickly followed his captain to the place where his people were hiding.

The little chubby baby, who was snuggling in his father's arms, suddenly heard a series of hurried footsteps. He quickly poked his head out from the broad embrace, and his eyes lit up instantly when he saw who it was.

"Ah Man!"

The people who arrived were none other than Aman and his companions, who had rushed back in a hurry.

Upon seeing the familiar tribespeople, the group felt relieved, followed by a surge of joy. Even the usually serious Aman couldn't help but smile.

"You brat, I thought you took a few of your people out to feed the wild beasts."

Aman gasped in pain as someone punched her hard in the shoulder. She took a few steps back to steady herself before looking incredulously in the direction from which the sound came.

"Father, you've come too!"

The middle-aged orc in front of him had a resolute face that was red from the cold, and even his eyes were red from the cold wind.

But the look in his eyes was still bright and piercing.

Protected by the barrier, the biting wind and falling snowflakes did not dampen the good mood of the Teng tribe people on the cold night.

The orc warriors went out hunting two forest bears, and the fresh food instantly revived their people who had been starving for several days.

"You mean these crystal cores can allow orc warriors to advance safely?"

The chubby boy's father was holding in his hands the animal skin bag that his children had protected with their lives.

“We originally intended to secretly sabotage the Kuma tribe’s efforts to recruit a new shaman, but we never expected to discover such a secret.”

Rou Rou was very excited: "When the Kuma tribe used the orc warriors from the Crimson Flame Plains tribe for the experiment, Aman was hiding in a tree in the forest and saw it all. The orcs were in no danger when they advanced."

"Then what about that great shaman you just mentioned?"

Suddenly, Aman's father spoke up.

Although the crystal core was amazing, he was more concerned about the Huaxia tribe's great shaman, who sounded much more powerful than his own great shaman.

Speaking of the great shaman of the Huaxia tribe, Rou Rou couldn't help but look up at the barrier that enveloped them with emotion: "That great shaman of the Huaxia tribe is very powerful. This barrier that protects us was given to me by a shaman from his territory."

It's just a very ordinary opinion. Previously, the Kuma tribe planned to occupy the polar forest, capture all the tribespeople there as slaves, and then make them hunt for crystal cores.

But when we saw them again, they were speaking very respectfully to a group of orc warriors, led by a female who looked to have just come of age.

Even the four shamans were very respectful, and only later did we learn from their conversation that the female was the high shaman of the Huaxia tribe.

Great Witch
Moreover, he is such a young great shaman, a powerful orc warrior and great shaman who can protect a tribe for a very long time.

"Didn't you discuss exchanging crystal cores with the female witch in the polar forest?"

Rou Rou shook her head: "There's no time left. If we don't go back soon, we'll probably have to spend the winter outside."

Moreover, the tribespeople there didn't seem to welcome us very much because of our connection to the Kuma tribe.

The two middle-aged orcs exchanged a glance, but both of them prioritized the matter of the crystal core. They knew they had to tell the clan leader and the high priest about such an important matter as soon as they got back.

If the crystal core really has the effects that Rou Rou and the others described, then it would be worth it to exchange for it, even if it means paying some price.

The heavy snow was still falling. After a short rest of half a day, the group packed their belongings and set off again on their journey back to the tribe. They needed to get back before the heavy snow blocked the mountain passes, otherwise they would get lost in the snowy forest.

Meanwhile, the various tribes in the polar forests had already entered a period of hibernation.

"Oh my, the cured meat from the Snow Tiger Tribe is really delicious, and the broth made from it is especially fragrant."

Inside the cave of the Black Wolf tribe, a beast stuck out its tongue and licked the meat soup in the stone bowl clean. Then, its drooling eyes turned to its own brother's stone bowl across from it.

The same sentiments echoed in the Flying Eagle Tribe and the Mad Lion Tribe, and the people of all three tribes simultaneously decided that they must go to the Snow Tiger Tribe next year to exchange for more cured meat.

Meanwhile, the Snow Tiger Tribe was bustling with activity.

The kang (heated brick bed) that had been built for a long time finally came in handy. After the fireball beast's excrement burned in the kang hole, the kang, which had only been lit a few times for smoke, became warm in just a short while.

The little cubs, each wearing a fur skirt that barely covered their bottoms, happily rolled around on the warm kang (heated brick bed).

"Hehehe, it's so warm, even warmer than Father's embrace."

"I want to stay on the kang forever, even eat my meals on the kang." The cubs' innocent words were full of joy. Not to mention the orc warriors and females, some of the females even moved their simple looms to the edge of the kang and started working on them while sitting on it.

"Be careful, each family only received this much, so we need to use it sparingly."

The female and male carefully carried several baskets of fireball beast dung and placed them in a shady corner.

The male wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes brimming with enthusiasm for life: "Who would have thought we'd spend this winter like this?"

Then he looked at the several baskets of fireball beast dung in the corner: "I didn't know before why the chieftain asked us to collect such dangerous things as fireball beast dung. Now I know that this dung has such a great use. It burns much longer than firewood."

"Hehe, stop talking and hurry up and get ready. What do you want to eat for lunch?"

The female asked her partner with a smile.

After a moment's thought, the male looked expectantly at his female: "Let's cut a piece of cured meat and make some dumpling soup. The little ones like to eat this too."

As they talked, the orc started the fire, while the female cooked the food, occasionally exchanging pleasant laughter.

The entire Snow Tiger tribe was enveloped in laughter and joy.

Meanwhile, in the large cave where the Snow Tiger tribe used to spend the winter, the people of various small and medium-sized tribes were also filled with joy.

Because it was just a small tribe, the strong males were assigned to several caves on the second floor, but even so, they were much warmer than their previous caves.

The tall, muscular man sighed as he gnawed on the slightly cold meat in his hand: "If only I could spend every winter in the Snow Tiger Tribe."

The tribesmen standing nearby nodded in agreement. Indeed, with such tall and sturdy city walls protecting them, the Snow Tiger Tribe had nothing to fear from wild animal attacks.

Moreover, the smaller caves within this large cave were much warmer than their previous dwelling.

Thinking of the city walls they had helped build, the sturdy walls that even orc warriors couldn't leave a mark on, everyone was filled with emotion.

In contrast to the joyous celebrations of the four major tribes, in a deep, dark cave in the polar forest, several fires were burning, and a group of tall orc warriors sat around them.

"We agreed to raid the Snow Tiger Tribe for some food this year, but the chieftain, for some reason, has stopped us from going."

A burly orc warrior threw down his wooden stick with a vengeance, his scars contorting into a grotesque expression.

"Didn't the chief say that the Snow Tiger tribe is surrounded by a very tall monster? Even he couldn't hurt the monster at all. As long as the monster doesn't leave, we won't be able to get into the Snow Tiger tribe."

The gaunt orc warrior beside him spoke up, his brow furrowed as he looked at the burly orc with a hint of disapproval in his eyes.

The burly orc's lips twitched a few times, but he ultimately said nothing.

The leader was the most powerful orc warrior among these wandering orcs, wielding absolute authority within the orcish ranks, and no orc could disobey him at will.

"I'm just saying that."

The burly orc gritted his teeth, suppressing the surging anger in his heart: "We don't know where the people of the surrounding small and medium-sized tribes have gone. We don't have enough food to get through the winter."

In the past, we could at least plunder some things from those small and medium-sized tribes to fill the gaps between our teeth, but now even that gaps are empty.

"Don't rush."

Suddenly, a deep, gloomy voice rang out from the innermost part of the cave, followed by the sound of footsteps.

The orc warriors looked over at the sound and knew it was their leader's voice.

"We can't go to the Snow Tiger Tribe, but the other three tribes aren't protected by that monster. Once the first heavy snow stops, we'll head to the Black Wolf Tribe."

As he spoke, he suddenly burst out laughing: "I heard that the Black Wolf tribe has prepared a lot of food this year. If we can just snatch it, it will be enough for us to get through the winter."

The stray beastmen inside the cave were instantly excited upon hearing this.

"Awooo! Black Wolf Tribe! Black Wolf Tribe!"

“Food! Food! Food!”

The excited roars echoed through the cave, but no one noticed the sinister smile on the lips of the wandering orc leader lurking in the shadows.

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"Ding~ Congratulations to the host for advancing to the ninth level of the Yellow Rank."

Reward: 1 hot pot
Spicy Beef Tallow Hot Pot Base ×3
Tomato hot pot base x3
Points × 200
"Please keep up the good work, host, and achieve even greater success."

The familiar system voice had been in her mind for a long time, but Wu Yue, unusually, didn't check her points immediately. Instead, she stared blankly at the hot pot and several packets of broth in front of her.

Then, under Tongzi's incredulous gaze, he raised his arm and silently wiped away the glistening drool from the corner of his lips.

"Suck~"

Turning to look at the blue chubby guy, he said, "Are system rewards this humane now?"

God knows, she'd been craving hot pot for ages!
The system gave its spineless host a disdainful look: "Our system has always been very humane, okay!"

“Tongzi, I suddenly realized that apart from a few annual sacrifices, there are no other festivals in this world.”

Even in such a backward society, eating hot pot still requires a certain sense of ritual.

The system picked its nose and glanced sideways at its excited dog host: "So?"

While asking the question, he secretly tapped a few times on the system panel.

"Ding~ New task issued: Please successfully designate the day when the first heavy snow stops as a festival and establish a New Year's holiday."

Reward: 100 cotton overcoats

100 pairs of cotton pants

100 pairs of cotton boots

100 cotton hats

100 pairs of cotton gloves

Task deadline: one month.

"Go, dog host! You can do it!"

Wu Yue, who was enjoying the hundred sets of cotton clothing and equipment, saw the last sentence, "dog host," and her grin instantly turned down. She glanced sideways at the blue fat guy next to her who was seriously licking his paws: "Why is the tone of this mission assignment so inappropriate?"

The unserious leader paused, then glared angrily: "What do you mean unserious? I'm the most serious leader ever!"

(End of this chapter)