Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 458 Still Needs to Jump Around a Little

"Now, let's enjoy the fruits of our labor!"

With the clan leader's command, the open space suddenly became lively. Everyone gathered around the hot pot, imitating Wu Yue's actions by pouring in slices of meat. After they were cooked, they all reached in with their chopsticks to scoop out the meat and eat it.

"Roar! What is that? Something is jumping on my tongue!"

An orc suddenly let out a low growl, startling the surrounding tribesmen.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yue suddenly laughed out loud: "I added a lot of herbs to it, which is why you felt your tongue was numb. Ah, it's the feeling of something dancing on your tongue that you described. It's nothing to worry about, eat it without worry."

As she spoke, she reached into the pot and scooped out a large chopstickful of meat slices, placing them in her bowl and eating them with relish.

The familiar sensation dancing on her tongue made her squint her eyes in bliss. It had been so long since she had eaten hot pot, especially one with such authentic flavor.

She is so happy, thank you system!

So, you still have to make some noise, otherwise what's the difference between you and a salted fish?
The blue chubby guy next to him snorted arrogantly. He would never admit that he was actually a little happy to hear his dog host's thoughts.

The small and medium-sized tribesmen and slaves who benefited from this also got a share of the hot pot.

"Chief, we dare not eat it. This food smells strange."

"I don't dare to eat it either. Look at the Snow Tiger Tribe members' faces, they must be afraid of angering Lord Wuyue, that's why they said it was delicious."

"Yes, look how painfully they are eating."

Such exchanges were passed down among the people of small and medium-sized tribes.

Unlike them, the tall, strong male, the female sitting next to him, and all the tribespeople around him were waving their chopsticks, their faces contorted with rage, fighting with the Snow Tiger tribe slaves sitting opposite them for slices of meat in the hot pot.

Hearing the doubts from the surrounding small and medium-sized tribesmen, the two groups exchanged a glance, their expressions becoming increasingly ferocious.

Make sure to wear the mask of suffering properly, so that fewer people will fight over the delicious food.

But there are still smart people.

The surrounding tribesmen watched as the two groups of people looked miserable, but their eyes shone with an astonishing brightness, and the chopsticks they were waving were getting faster and faster.

They immediately realized they had been misled.

They immediately charged forward, yelling and brandishing their chopsticks. Now was the time to grab them; these guys were so cunning.

The excitement of the Winter Festival kept the tribesmen entertained for a while, but the fervor gradually subsided as Yuan Lang led the males to begin training.

"Roar!"

Warning roars echoed through the tribe; the roars came from the tribesmen guarding the gate.

Chief Xuehu rushed to the city wall immediately: "Who's that down there?"

"It seems to be an orc warrior from the Flying Eagle Tribe, but since there are also Flying Eagle orcs among the wandering orcs, it's not entirely certain yet."

The guarding orc pointed to an orc warrior wearing a black animal skin standing in front of him.

Standing atop the high city wall, the Snow Tiger Chieftain looked down at the few orcs whose bodies were tightly wrapped in animal hides, and they appeared pitifully small.

Yingze is the captain of a patrol team in the Flying Eagle Tribe. He began his patrol mission two days ago after the first heavy snowfall.

The Flying Eagle tribe has its own methods for keeping warm, using the feathers of deceased tribesmen to make thick feather coats, which can keep them very warm.

Their small team was mainly responsible for patrolling the area between the Black Wolf Tribe and the Mad Lion Tribe, and they thought this patrol would be as peaceful as the previous ones.

However, they were discovered by the Wandering Eagle Beastmen as soon as they flew over the territory of the Black Wolf Tribe.

Fortunately, there weren't many eagle-wielding orcs in the wandering tribe. As soon as they spotted their small group, they let out a warning cry and quickly flew away.

After chasing for some distance, they still couldn't find any trace of the eagle-riding orc.

When they returned to the Black Wolf tribe, they found the place in ruins, with many wounded tribesmen and corpses.

They later learned that the nomadic orc tribe had attacked them after the first heavy snowfall, and that they had burned something, causing the tribespeople who remained behind to fall asleep.

After the wandering beastmen emptied the entire food storage cave, they were carrying several females and preparing to leave when they ran into a beastman team from the Black Wolf tribe who were out hunting.

The hunting party was limited in number, and under the siege of the wandering tribe, people kept getting injured and dying. Just when the Black Wolf tribe was in despair, the Black Wolf Shaman, who had gone out to find herbs, and the Flying Eagle tribe's patrol team arrived together.

The wandering tribe of orcs, having been warned by the wandering eagle orc, reluctantly retreated.

However, the Black Wolf tribe suffered heavy losses when they were defeated by the powerful wandering orcs, with many of their people dying.

After carrying the bodies of their people to the depths of a forest frequented by wild beasts, the Black Wolf Witch and the Black Wolf Chieftain seemed to age considerably in an instant.

"You lead your people to collect the remaining food, and be extra vigilant during the patrol."

The Black Wolf Witch gave instructions to the Black Wolf Clan Chief in a hoarse voice.

He then turned to Yingze, the captain of the Flying Eagle Tribe's patrol team: "Please leave a few members of the Flying Eagle Tribe to patrol the sky. I'm worried that the wandering orc tribesmen might come again."

Yingze nodded: "I will leave half of my people to patrol the skies above the Flying Eagle Tribe. With us here, we can prevent them from burning that herb."

"Alright, we'll head to the Snow Tiger Tribe shortly. The tigers are currently living in stone houses, and the caves they used to spend the winter in are definitely empty now. It seems we'll have to trouble him again."

Black Wolf Witch looked wearily toward the Snow Tiger Tribe; the losses suffered by the tribe this time had truly exhausted him.

Snapping out of his reverie, Yingze immediately took a few steps forward and looked up at the tall figure standing on the city wall.

"Chief, we are people from the Flying Eagle Tribe and the Black Wolf Tribe."

As Yingze spoke, he unwrapped the animal hide that was wrapped around his body.

The orc warriors behind him also untied their animal skins, revealing familiar faces.

Chief Snow Tiger nodded and looked at his tribesmen beside him: "Let them in, they are all orc warriors I know."

Having said that, he walked straight down to the city wall.

With the chieftain's permission, a small door was opened in the ironwood city gate, where the Snow Tiger Chieftain was already waiting when the orc warriors from the Flying Eagle Tribe and the Black Wolf Tribe entered.

"The first heavy snowfall hasn't been over for long; it's the time when those ferocious wild beasts roam. Why have you come at this time?" "Tiger cubs!"

An aged voice rang out from the back of the group. The Snow Tiger Clan Chief was startled and immediately looked at the person who had spoken.

The hunched-over person standing behind slowly unwrapped the animal skin draped over his body, revealing a familiar, aged face.

"Witch, what's wrong?"

Chief Snow Tiger was extremely shocked. The first heavy snow had just passed, so why would the Black Wolf Witch risk coming to their tribe?

Seeing the Snow Tiger Clan Chief's shocked expression, the Black Wolf Witch felt an immense bitterness in his heart. A bitter smile appeared on his increasingly aged face: "Take me to the tiger."

After glancing at the sorrowful-looking orc warriors of the Black Wolf Tribe protecting the Black Wolf Witch, Chief Snow Tiger sighed inwardly and bowed as he led the Black Wolf Witch toward his own shaman's courtyard.

The Black Wolf Witch remained silent the whole way, but when he saw the hunched figure standing at the courtyard gate waiting, his eyes welled up with tears.

"You old codger, the heavy snow just passed, why aren't you meditating and eating meat in the tribe, what are you doing here?"

Although his words were full of disdain, he quickly stepped forward, grabbed the Black Wolf Witch's hand, and led her into the courtyard.

Upon seeing the two dazed orc warriors, he waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Go and prepare some food, I'm starving."

He then glanced at the group of orc warriors behind him: "Make some for them too."

Black Wolf Witch wanted to say something, but opened his mouth and said nothing. In the end, he could only sigh and follow Snow Tiger Witch into the house.

As the Snow Tiger Shaman lifted the thick animal skin curtain, a wave of heat instantly rushed out.

The Black Wolf Witch and the orc warriors from the two tribes raised their hands in disbelief and touched their faces. Was that just hot air coming towards them?
Are they dreaming?

Can a stone house built from individual stones be as warm as a cave?

However, as they stepped into the house, the warm air enveloped them completely, making them unconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

He pulled the Black Wolf Witch to sit on the kang (a heated brick bed) covered with straw curtains, and the warmth he felt filled the Black Wolf Witch with astonishment.

"This kang (heated brick bed) is actually heated?"

They had stayed in the stone house when they visited the Snow Tiger Tribe before, but perhaps because the weather was still warm then, the kang (heated brick bed) felt a bit chilly to sleep on.

Wrinkled hands gently stroked the kang (a heated brick bed), the warm feeling constantly transmitted through the surface to the palms.

Snow Tiger Shaman handed a cup of hot water to Black Wolf Shaman, saying smugly, "What's so strange about that? Our tribespeople all live in these stone houses. They're warm, aren't they?"

The envy in Black Wolf Witch's eyes was undisguised. He lowered his head, took a sip of the hot water in the bamboo jar in his hand, and exhaled, saying, "Your Snow Tiger Tribe has become so powerful without us even realizing it."

Snow Tiger Witch chuckled, but after a moment his smile faded: "You old wolf, tell me, what brings you here at this hour?"

The Black Wolf Witch gave a wry smile: "I've come here to ask for help."

Snow Tiger Witch's expression was solemn. When had this old wolf ever looked like this before? "What happened? You look so listless!"

"On the day the first heavy snow ended, our tribe was attacked by a nomadic tribe. I took some orcs and half-orc warriors out to gather herbs."

Some of the orc warriors also went out hunting, and when they returned to the tribe…

The Black Wolf Witch's voice was somewhat rough: "Many of our people have died, and much of our food has been stolen. The Black Wolf Tribe is no longer safe, so I've come to ask for your help to allow the rest of our people to come and live in the Snow Tiger Tribe."

"To our tribe?"

Snow Tiger Witch frowned.

The Black Wolf Witch nodded: "You are now living in stone houses. The big cave should be empty now. Our current strength is really no longer enough to withstand the attacks of the wandering tribes."

As long as our people survive this winter safely, if the wandering tribes come to attack the Snow Tiger Tribe, we, the Black Wolf Tribe, will be at the forefront.

Black Wolf Witch gritted his teeth and said that the hatred between them and the Wandering Tribe was too deep. So many of their people had died, and only the blood of the Wandering Tribe's orcs could repay it.

Snow Tiger Witch sighed softly and patted his old friend on the shoulder: "The large cave where our tribe used to live is now inhabited by the people of the small and medium-sized tribes who built the city walls for us."

Upon hearing this, the Black Wolf Witch was taken aback, then his expression darkened and a hint of sorrow appeared between his brows.

"However, there are not many people in small and medium-sized tribes, and some of the houses built by our tribe are still empty. You can squeeze in and stay there."

"Forget about charging forward or not; the nomadic tribes are our common enemy, and we should unite."

Before Black Wolf Witch's heart could completely cool down, Snow Tiger Witch's series of words were like sparks thrown into a cold lake of the heart, instantly igniting Black Wolf Witch.

"Alright, alright! Thank you, old friend."

After choking back tears for a long time, the Black Wolf Witch finally patted the Snow Tiger Witch's hand and said thank you.

After eating and resting for a day, the orc warriors of the Flying Eagle Tribe led the Black Wolf Witch and his group back home.

"Why don't you just stay here and let those brats come over on their own?"

Snow Tiger Witch looked at Black Wolf Witch, who had once again donned a thick animal skin, and said disapprovingly.

But the old man shook his head, then looked coldly at the snow-covered forest in the distance: "We'll bring food along the way. Who knows, those orcs from the nomadic tribe might come and steal our food. We'll make sure they know what happens when they anger a shaman."

Snow Tiger Witch, however, curled his lip and said, "You're all old cabbages now, so stop showing off. Let's get here safely first."

Speechless at Snow Tiger Witch's words, Black Wolf Witch instantly turned and glared fiercely at his old friend who had poured cold water on him, then waved his hand dismissively and left with his people.

Watching the group gradually disappear into the snow, the Snow Tiger Chieftain frowned and looked at the Snow Tiger Shaman beside him: "Chieftain, those wandering tribe beastmen actually went to the Black Wolf Tribe this year?"

The Snow Tiger Witch sneered, "Our Snow Tiger tribe built city walls this year, so those guys can't get in. Besides, the surrounding small and medium-sized tribes have all stayed in our tribe. They have nothing to plunder, so when food is scarce, they will naturally go no matter how far away they are."

Chief Snow Tiger turned his head proudly to look at the sturdy city wall that was several times his height: "If those wandering tribes dare to follow the Black Wolf tribe, let them disappear forever into the polar forest this winter."

"Come on, the nomadic orc tribes don't live in fixed places, and they're used to raiding in the forest. They're very sensitive to danger. By the time you go and wipe them out, all that'll be left for you is a cave."

After saying that, Snow Tiger Witch grumbled and walked towards her yard. The snow had finally stopped, and she needed to go out and collect some herbs that were only available in winter. Even Black Wolf was more diligent than her.

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