Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 462 Completed
Approaching the small cave cautiously, the Snow Tiger Chieftain and the Black Wolf Chieftain exchanged a glance, their faces dark and gloomy, for there was no sound of breathing inside.

The two quickly entered the cave, and sure enough, it was there.
There were no orcs in the not-so-large cave, and the grass nest was devoid of warmth. A pile of weeds in the corner was lifted, revealing a dark hole with crawling marks on the ground.

"That guy got away!"

"I'll take some men and chase after them. You deal with the people outside."

After saying this, Chief Black Wolf led his orc warriors into the cave before Chief Snow Tiger could speak.

But only a moment later, he walked back in from outside the cave, covered in soot, his face even darker than the night outside.

"The cave is not long; it only leads to a crevice in the mountain outside, and there are no traces of it on the snow."

Without a trace, there is no way to track them down.

"Can you find it?"

Yuan Lang turned his head to look at the blue chubby guy on his shoulder and asked in a low voice.

Tongzi stretched out its little paw and patted its shrunken little belly, then shook its head decisively: "Aww."

That guy somehow managed to neutralize the powder, so there was no way to track him down using it.

The orc warriors from the two tribes captured all the wandering orcs, while the females and cubs were sent back to their original tribes.

Most of these females were taken from surrounding small and medium-sized tribes. When they saw their own tribe's females returning with an orc cub, these small and medium-sized tribes were very excited.

Small and medium-sized tribes didn't have any orcs or half-orc warriors to begin with, so they were very welcoming of these suddenly appearing cubs, and could even be described as excited.

"Won't we still need to build moat ditches after winter? Orc warriors are much stronger than humans. Taking these orc warriors back will make them strong laborers."

Yuan Lang poured a bowl of medicinal soup into the mouth of the wandering orc warrior beside him, and said casually.

The Snow Tiger Clan Chief's eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes, if we bring these wandering orc warriors back to our tribe and control them with witchcraft, they will become slaves of the Snow Tiger tribe. As long as we ensure they don't starve, we can save a lot of food for smaller tribes.

In the food storage cave of the nomadic tribes, it was easy to distinguish between the two tribes. The Black Wolf tribe's food, having been stolen earlier, had been almost entirely squandered, leaving only some wild grass and withered fruit.

Meanwhile, the food from the Snow Tiger Tribe piled up on the other side was only slightly less, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

The orcs rubbed their hands together, panting, and grinned widely. With no food source in winter, the food they had stored up before was especially precious.

"Wow! We still have so much food left. The females will be so happy when we get back!"

The orcs hugged and cheered each other, and even the orcs of the Black Wolf tribe had smiles on their faces.

After resting overnight in a cave at the Wandering Tribe's encampment, the group escorted the orc warriors of the Wandering Tribe to the Snow Tiger Tribe the next day.

At that moment, in the forest not far from the cave of the wandering tribe, a person suddenly emerged from a thicket of thorns. It was the leader of the wandering tribe who had escaped the night before.

"Black Wolf Tribe, Snow Tiger Tribe, just you wait, I, Gui, will definitely slaughter all your people."

A sinister murmur echoed through the forest, like a curse.

Because they were escorting wandering orc tribesmen, their return journey was relatively slow. It wasn't until half a month later that the orc warriors from both tribes finally returned to the Snow Tiger Tribe.

"Hoohoo!"

Excited roars from the orcs echoed from the city walls, resounding throughout the entire Snow Tiger Tribe.

"The orc warriors are back!"

The busy tribespeople paused in their work, then broke into big smiles, dropped what they were reading, and ran off towards the tribe's gate.

Wu Yue, the clan chief, and the two shamans climbed the city wall together, their eyes widening as they looked at the herd of beasts in the distance.

After a long pause, Snow Tiger Shaman pointed at the dense black dots with amusement and said, "These little guys are really something, making the wandering tribe's orcs transform into animal forms to carry food. Really!"

The Black Wolf Witch nodded happily: "It seems that we should eliminate that wandering tribe. That would be good, so they won't wreak havoc on other tribes."

Wu Yue carefully observed these wandering tribal orc warriors, and found that their beast forms were bizarre and varied.

Its fur is also quite mottled, looking like a big, colorful blob.

"Witch, why are the fur colors of these orcs so varied?"

Wu Yue organized her thoughts and asked with a puzzled look.

Snow Tiger Witch stroked his beard and sighed: "Actually, these wandering orcs' fathers or mothers are also powerful orc warriors, and they are all orc warriors who are about to break through to the gold rank."

Breaking through to the Gold Rank?

Wu Yue was slightly taken aback. Didn't Yuan Lang say before that breaking through and advancing to the next level was very difficult?
Seeing her stunned, the Snow Tiger Shaman continued, "However, the strength of the orc itself is not enough to break through to the Gold Rank. It requires the assistance of the totem pole or the infusion of the power of the Great Shaman."

But our polar forests are home to no great shamans.

"The reason our tribe's orc warriors were able to break through and advance is because the previous shaman, while traveling, rescued a powerful tribal shaman. That powerful shaman, in gratitude, left us a totem pole."

Black Wolf Witch glanced enviously at Snow Tiger Witch; their tribe's few gold-ranked orc warriors had exchanged a whole year's worth of food with the super tribe for it.

It takes a whole year's worth of food and animal hides to enable an orc warrior to break through under the totem pole.

It's like using the entire clan's resources to train a gold-tier orc warrior.

That's why gold-tier orc warriors are so precious in the polar forest.

Over several generations, the number of gold-tier orcs in each of the four major tribes did not exceed two hands.

Compared to them, the orc warriors of the super tribes who possessed the power of a great shaman were much happier. Although they would suffer some pain and risks during the breakthrough, as long as they survived the danger, they would definitely become gold-rank orc warriors.

"so."

Snow Tiger Shaman took a deep breath before saying with a slightly bitter tone, "So, in tribes without totem poles or great shamans, orc warriors can only choose to remain at the silver rank because there are no breakthrough consequences without the infusion of shamanic power." He looked at the orc warriors who had already arrived at the foot of the city wall, "They look like those mottled orcs you see."

Wu Yue's expression changed slightly, but she still didn't understand why the various tribes considered it a disaster, even if the hair was a bit mottled.

Her bewilderment was noticed by the Black Wolf Witch, who sighed when he thought of the young female's age: "Orc warriors who fail to advance will gradually lose their minds. As time goes by, they will no longer easily transform into orc form, and will live in the deep forest in beast form more often."

And they will also reproduce with wild animals in the forest.

Wu Yue gasped in shock. Having fathered offspring with a wild beast, therefore…
She looked down at the mottled orcs below the city wall. Were they all descendants of orc warriors and beasts who had failed to break through?

"You've probably guessed it already, it's just what you thought. These wandering orcs are mostly descendants of them and wild beasts, so compared to normal orc warriors, they crave blood and are mostly cruel and bloodthirsty."

In the past, some tribes have brought wandering orcs back to their tribes, but once they go berserk, they will attack the tribespeople indiscriminately, making them a very dangerous group.

Having learned about the origins of the wandering orcs, Wu Yue became even more eager to leave the polar forest.

Since the beginning of winter, Yuan Lang has made another breakthrough. Although it wasn't a huge one, if he continues to break through at this rate, reaching the Gold Rank is inevitable.

The thought that Yuan Lang would follow the same path as those beastmen made Wu Yue mentally draw a big X; she absolutely could not let such a thing happen.

The Snow Tiger tribe's orc warriors did not mistreat these wandering orcs who would later become the tribe's strong laborers. They simply took them all to a warehouse, which would be their assigned living quarters.

The warehouse door slammed shut, and the trembling, weak-kneed stray beastmen huddled together, shaking with fear for their uncertain future.

As footsteps approached and the warehouse door opened, the wandering orcs looked up and saw a group of strong orc warriors leading several pure-blooded males into the warehouse. They were carrying steaming jars in pairs.

"Here is your food, eat quickly."

After the orc guard finished speaking, he led the pure-human males away.

The warehouse door was locked again, but to the orcs, there was no difference between darkness and day.

The row of jars in front of him was still steaming. After a long while, when he knew that no more steam was coming out of the jars, a wandering orc walked forward shakily and reached into a jar to take out something that was only the size of his fist.

The warm food, still retaining its last bit of warmth in his palm, was devoured by the orc with a loud "whoosh," the soft, fragrant taste instantly spreading throughout his mouth.

The wandering orc's eyes lit up, and he squatted down by the jar and started eating them one by one.

Gradually, the aroma of food reached the noses of the wandering orcs who were still observing. They swallowed hard, and the first orc to rush forward had already finished the food in one jar and was about to reach for the second jar.

The wandering beastmen could no longer resist and rushed forward, pushing the beastman to the back. In an instant, the sound of the wandering beastmen swallowing food echoed in the dark warehouse.

They had never seen food like this before, but they were certain it wasn't meat.

Although it wasn't meat, it tasted absolutely delicious.

After eating warm food and sitting in the legendary stone house, the wandering beastmen suddenly had a not-so-bad idea pop into their minds, but when they thought of the vast fields in the forest, they immediately suppressed the idea.

Meanwhile, Wu Yue had already told Yuan Lang about the origins of the wandering orcs she had learned that day. Looking at the orc's calm expression, she frowned slightly, her crescent-shaped brows furrowing: "You already knew?"

Yuan Lang reached out and gently stroked her brow, chuckling softly, "Didn't I say that I have the original owner's memories?"

Although you said you have the original owner's memories, the original owner of that body has only recently come of age, so how could you possibly know about the wandering orcs?

But now it seems that the original owner of Yuan Lang's body knew quite a lot, better than I did, when I came here completely in the dark.

"We started preparing for our trip after this year's beast tide, hoping to set off as soon as possible."

Wu Yue said firmly.

Looking at her determined little face, Yuan Lang's deep eyes showed a hint of doting: "Of course."

The news that the nomadic tribe had disappeared in the polar forest spread throughout the Snow Tiger tribe, and the people of the smaller tribes were the happiest.

While the four major tribes might have some resistance against nomadic tribes, these smaller tribes, once targeted by nomadic tribes, could only crouch in a corner and wait for them to rob them and leave, not daring to utter a sound, holding back their anger.

Despite having limited food, they still managed to celebrate with their meager rations.

When the people of the two large tribes found out, they were both amused and exasperated. It seemed that these small and medium-sized tribes had suffered quite a bit at the hands of the nomadic tribes.

Just when Wu Yue thought that the winter would pass by like this, the Snow Tiger Witch and the Black Wolf Witch suddenly summoned all the tribe members to the square.

The wind was biting cold, but the news announced by the two shamans chilled everyone's hearts even more than their bodies.

A beast tide is coming.
"Winter is almost over, and we don't have much food left. The wild beasts and ferocious animals in the deep forest are the same. For the ferocious beasts and ferocious animals, we are the best food."

The orcs packed up their weapons, and the females began to inventory the tribe's food supplies, preparing for the approaching beast tide.

The two shamans didn't say much, announced the news of the beast tide, and then left.

The tall, strong male, his legs trembling slightly, led his people back to the cave. The once joyful cave was now unusually silent.

"The larger the tribe, the more ferocious beasts it attracts. Winter is almost over, so wouldn't it be better if we left the Snow Tiger Tribe ahead of time?"

The tall, strong male patted and coaxed the cub in his arms, his brow furrowed as he softly questioned his partner beside him.

The mate's words stirred something in the strong male's heart. Indeed, the larger the group, the more attractive the scent would be to the beasts.

In previous beast tides, these small and medium-sized tribes would move huge rocks to block the cave entrances, and most of the beasts would rush towards the four major tribes, so their losses were minimal.

But this year is different. They live in the Snow Tiger tribe, which makes them targets of the beast tide.

The tall, strong man was momentarily lost in thought, feeling utterly troubled.

Sensing that her partner was in a bad mood, the female wisely kept quiet and sat down to comfort the cubs.

After a long while, the tall, strong male sighed deeply and looked at the old male in the far corner of Shandong: "Father, what do you think? Should we leave?"

(End of this chapter)