Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 466 I'm Having a Difficult Time
When an orc warrior faces off against a pure human, is the outcome even more obvious?
When the chieftain of the Mad Lion tribe led his orc warriors to the gathering place of the small and medium-sized tribes, they saw only a few pure-blooded males; the rest were all females, the elderly, and cubs.

At this moment, the old men leaned against the cave walls, barely breathing. The females were so thin they were just skin and bones, their large eyes sunken, their gazes filled with terror as they looked at the group of orcs.

But their hands were outstretched, protecting the little cubs behind them. There were food bones on the ground, covered with gums and saliva.

The patriarch of the Mad Lion Clan paused, and then a series of light footsteps sounded. A cub, only as tall as his own calf, with a sunken belly and bones clearly visible on its chest, ran out.

His large eyes showed no fear of these orc warriors. He merely glanced at the tall orc warrior before reaching out his dirty little paws and grabbing the bone at the foot of the Mad Lion Chieftain.

Then, he cautiously glanced at the expressionless Lion Chieftain again, his eyes filled with intense joy. He stuffed the bone, which had been gnawed down to almost nothing, into his mouth and licked it with gusto. His blissful expression made it seem as if he were eating fresh meat.

The Lion Chieftain's heart skipped a beat, and the murderous intent that had been brewing all the way suddenly dissipated.

The orc warriors of the Mad Lion Tribe behind them fell silent as they looked at the small and medium-sized tribesmen who were now nothing but bones.

Having experienced hunger themselves, they naturally understand how these people feel, especially when they see these little cubs; they simply can't bring themselves to strike with their already exposed claws.

While they were silent, several pure-blooded males stepped out from the group of small and medium-sized tribes. Their faces were full of exhaustion and despair: "Chief, it was a few of us who led the males to steal the food. The tribesmen who followed us have died in the Ghost Tribe."

The remaining members of our tribe did not participate in the looting. You may kill us; we will repay your forgiveness with our lives.

The remaining three prey from the last raid are buried in a secluded spot; they're food for the cubs.

As for the adult members of the tribe, they simply gnawed on bones and peeled the bark off the surrounding trees to fill their stomachs.

They believed that with this food, they could at least survive until the end of the winter, as long as they ate sparingly.

The Lion Clan's expression darkened further. If they didn't kill these people, they were indeed challenging the authority of a major tribe. Kill them!
Look at those females and cubs. How long can a tribe survive without males?
Chief Mad Lion sighed inwardly, "I'm in a bit of a predicament!"
"Chief! The shaman wants you to take the people back because he has something very important to discuss with you."

The monstrous lion chieftain was slightly taken aback, then felt relieved and looked up at the few pure-blooded males kneeling before him: "I remember your scent. After winter, you will return the food you stole."

Having said that, he ignored the astonishment and elation of the people from the small and medium-sized tribes and left with the orc warriors behind him.

The orc warriors of the Mad Lion Tribe came with great momentum, but left behind a cloud of dust.

Meanwhile, in the Mad Lion Tribe's encampment, Mad Lion Witch sat in a grassy nest with an extremely grim expression, thinking about the news that the Flying Eagle Tribe had just brought.

If this news is true, then even if this winter passes, the crisis in the polar forests will not be over.

"Witch, you wanted to see me?"

The mad lion clan leader strode into the cave. He had just finished speaking when he saw his shaman's face was more solemn than ever before, even more so than the long winter.

"What's wrong with you?"

Chief Mad Lion was somewhat uneasy. Was it because he hadn't killed the members of those small and medium-sized tribes?
The Mad Lion Witch sighed heavily: "Orc warriors from the Snow Tiger Tribe and the Flying Eagle Tribe are about to break through to the Gold Rank."

The Lion Chieftain was initially overjoyed, but then his expression changed drastically, and he jumped up from the grass nest in an instant: "When?"

Breaking through to the Gold Rank is definitely not a good thing.

Although the various tribes in the polar forest possess such a treasure trove as the ferocious beasts of the deep forest, only they themselves know the bitterness in their hearts.

Without totem poles and high priests, advancing to the gold rank orc warriors would be a disaster for them.

Because the only consequence of forcibly breaking through is gradually losing one's rationality and turning into a beast.

Mad Lion Witch glanced at the unsettled Mad Lion Clan Chief and frowned, saying, "I'm afraid we won't make it to the end of winter."

After saying that, he sighed heavily: "They are all old orcs, how could they not know the consequences of leveling up? I suppose they secretly used the crystal core to resist the beast tide."

Suddenly, the Mad Lion Witch opened his eyes wide and looked at the Mad Lion Chieftain, his voice trembling slightly: "Quickly go and see if anyone in our tribe has used crystal cores to upgrade without permission."

The mad lion clan leader was terrified and rushed out of the cave without even saying a word.

Half a day later, the Lion Chieftain, his face full of bitterness, walked in. His wrinkled face made him look as if he had aged ten years in an instant: "Chieftain, some middle-aged orc warriors in our tribe have also used crystal cores to upgrade their levels."

Because when we finally resisted the ferocious beasts, we were too weak, so they…

It's all for the tribe!
The Lion Witch closed his eyes tightly: "The orc warriors of the Flying Eagle Tribe are still in the tribe. Send the message from here over as well."

Because of the discovery by the Flying Eagle Tribe, several large tribes began to investigate the situation of their own tribe's orcs. What they found was shocking.

In order to successfully survive the beast tide, quite a few orcs forcibly leveled up.

Only a few middle-aged orc warriors in the Snow Tiger tribe used crystal cores to upgrade their levels, while the Flying Eagle tribe and the Mad Lion tribe had more than twice as many.

The number of orcs from the Black Wolf tribe who forcibly broke through the level barrier was about the same as that from the Snow Tiger tribe, perhaps because the two tribes resisted the beast tide together, rather than resisting it alone.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was extremely tense at that moment.

The orc warriors who had upgraded their levels with crystal cores hung their heads, looking like big golden retrievers who had done something wrong, their hair all drooping.

Snow Tiger Witch and Black Wolf Witch sat at the head of the table, their eyes filled with anger and pain as they looked at them.

"How is the beast tide so severe that you need to forcibly raise your level? Huh!"

They all think they can act tough just because they're old. They're incredibly reckless! The crystal cores are too hot to handle; none of them can hold them properly, they insist on absorbing them!

After a full day of reprimanding, the two shamans finally stopped, but their gazes toward the orc warriors whose heads were practically drooping to their crotches grew increasingly fierce.

Wu Yue quietly raised her eyes, glanced at the two sullen witches, then turned to look at the tigers with their heads drooping, her heart filled with worry.

Without the nourishment of magical power, these middle-aged beastmen would soon become one of the wild beasts of the forest, losing their reason and driven only by instinct. Even if the people of the four tribes didn't kill them, they would soon be found among the wild beasts in the forest. "Get out of here! Seeing you makes me annoyed!"

Snow Tiger Witch waved her hand dismissively, and the orc warriors breathed a sigh of relief. Then, as if they wished they had two more legs, they disappeared in a flash.

After they left, the atmosphere in the meeting room became even more tense.

Snow Tiger Shaman looked at the two clan leaders: "Make them as much good food as possible during this time, once we get outside..."

He took a deep breath and forced himself to remain calm, saying, "I'm afraid we won't be able to eat this anymore once we're outside."

The remaining members of the two tribes in the meeting room all looked gloomy.

After the somber meeting, everyone went home with mixed feelings.

Wu Yue lay on the warm kang (a heated brick bed), her mind blank, lost in thought.

"Ding~ New mission issued: Please help the orc warriors of various tribes who have been forcibly leveled up stabilize their mental power and find a way to restore them to normal within two years."

Task Reward: 1 Beginner Body Shaping Pill
System points: 50000
The system space was expanded to 1000 cubic meters in one go.

Please do your best, host, and strive to complete the mission as soon as possible.

"Holy crap!"

Wu Yue sprang up from the kang (a heated brick bed), staring in disbelief at the new task appearing on the system panel, feeling a heavy weight in her heart.

Is she really going to solve a problem that the four major tribes have been unable to resolve for centuries?
"Master, aren't you overestimating me a bit?"

The blue fat man was also somewhat surprised by this task. If tasks were also rated by stars, this task could be considered a four-star task.

"Dog host, this mission is difficult, but the rewards are really generous. Not to mention the points and system space, just that pill... tsk tsk tsk!"

After clicking his tongue for a while, he continued, "That Body Shaping Pill is specifically designed to enhance your physical strength. If you take this Body Shaping Pill, your physical strength will be comparable to that of a low-level silver-rank orc warrior."

Tongzi opened the system panel, flipped directly to the bottom of the shop page, and then pointed to a pill, gesturing for May to look: "Look at how many zeros are at the bottom?"

Wu Yue's eyes lit up at first, then dimmed again: "What's the use of saying all this? Where am I going to find a high priest or totem pole for these orc warriors?"
"Although I impersonated a high shaman before, I don't possess the shaman's magical power."

Frustrated, Wu Yue ran her fingers through her hair, drooling over the rewards.

"Dog host, you really are a dog," the system said disdainfully. "You need to read the questions carefully when taking an exam, and you also need to understand the mission details when accepting a mission, host!"
The mission mentions stabilizing their mental strength first, indicating that stabilizing their mental strength can temporarily alleviate their breakdown. The fact that you have two years to resolve this means that the method of stabilizing their mental strength can guarantee they won't lose their minds within two years.

Wu Yue was slightly taken aback, then overjoyed: "Master, do you have a solution?"

If temporarily stabilizing her mental strength could prevent Uncle Da Shi and the others from losing their minds and turning into beasts, she would certainly be willing to do it.

Tongzi raised her little face and proudly nodded her chin: "Things like stabilizing mental energy are available in the system shop. It's a kind of herb that can be taken directly, but the price..."

As she spoke, she rubbed her little paws together, then raised an eyebrow at Wu Yue: "You know what I mean!"

Wu Yue chuckled: "Tell me how many points it takes to save one herb. I will do my best to save them within my means."

Tongzi chuckled: "200 points per plant."

"Holy crap! This is a robbery!"

Ten people would cost two thousand, and that's the combined level of orc warriors from four tribes who were forcibly leveled up.
Wu Yue felt her head buzzing. Good heavens, after this rescue, most of the 10,000 points she had earned from completing the mission last time were gone.

The kind faces of several uncles and the bright smile on Uncle Da Shi's face when he gave her the stone mill flashed through her mind. Wu Yue sighed dejectedly, "Let's change it!"

It seems I'll need to go out in the next few days, otherwise the origin of these herbs is hard to say.

The next day, Yuan Lang, who was polishing stone tools at home, suddenly heard someone knocking on the door outside the courtyard. He frowned, got up and went outside.

As soon as I opened the door, a familiar little head popped out from the top of the wall: "Hi, Yuan Lang!"

A smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face. Yuan Lang quickly walked over, opened the courtyard gate, and reached out to take the little female's hand and wrap it around her.

"It's still very cold. Why did you come out? If something happens, just have the orcs let me know."

Feeling the heat of the orc's palm, Wu Yue's face flushed slightly, and her eyes sparkled as she looked at the orc beside her, as if they contained starlight.

Yuan Lang's room was very simple, unlike his own home which had many decorations. His bow and arrows and weapons hung on the wall.

Wu Yue directly told Yuan Lang the contents of the system task, of course, using the name of the Beast God.

Hearing about the generous rewards, Yuan Lang's eyes lit up, but remembering that the little female had just said she wanted to go out pretending to look for herbs, he frowned and said, "Going out to look for herbs is just an excuse. We don't need to go far. We just need to find a cave nearby to stay in for a few days, and then we can go back to the tribe."

"But since we've finally managed to go out once, we might as well actually go and collect some herbs from the surrounding area."

Yuan Lang insisted, "The weather is too cold. I'll go with you to collect herbs once winter is over, but not now."

Having said that, he didn't want to continue the topic and said directly, "In that case, we need to start preparing to leave the tribe now. We need two years, or we need to find a totem pole and a great shaman willing to come to the polar forest to infuse the uncles with magical power."

At this point, Yuan Lang couldn't help but sneer inwardly. What great shaman would be willing to travel thousands of miles to a remote little place to infuse a few orc warriors with shamanic power?
Thinking of another possibility, he looked up at Wu Yue and said, "Or you could become a great shaman within two years and return to the tribe to infuse these orc warriors with shamanic power, helping them break through to become gold-rank orcs."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yue's face instantly turned sour.

(End of this chapter)