Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 593 Red Grass Tribe?

"Boss, after careful consideration, I think it's more appropriate for you to do this kind of high-profile thing. I'm too old, and I'm afraid something might happen and embarrass you."

Wu Yue: "."

You're a genius!

Yuan Lang did not refuse. The group was quite tired after traveling for several days and needed a place to rest.

He walked forward slowly, without any powerful aura emanating from him. However, the surrounding orcs felt a sudden tightness in their hearts upon seeing his calm and indifferent expression, and an indescribable sense of suffocation washed over them.

The exceptionally tall and robust orc revealed a look of contempt on his face when he saw that the orc warriors sent by the other side were not as robust as the ones before.

“You skinny little orc, come and give your bear grandpa a punch.”

"Speak!" he roared, throwing a punch aimed directly at Yuan Lang's sharply defined face.

"Oh ho ho, it seems that the boss's face is quite hated. Look at you, he slapped us in the face right off the bat."

Teng Qian tugged at Ying Ze's shoulder, saying, "I love watching the drama unfold."

Yuan Lang's lips curled into a mocking smile. He stretched out his right hand and easily grasped the oncoming giant fist. Then, with a clench of his arm muscles, the orc who had just been shouting arrogantly was lifted up.

Amidst the gasps of the surrounding tribes, the orc was thrown out as if it were a stone.

Watching the orcs disappear into the forest, the tribesmen all swallowed hard, gave the group an awkward but polite smile, and then wished their mothers had eight legs so they could scramble back to their own homes.

Yuan Lang moved his arm; this orc must have been fed countless amounts of food, for he was quite heavy.

Turning to look at Teng Qian, who was peeking out from behind Ying Ze, he said, "Go in and deal with Shandong."

Teng Qian's eyes lit up upon hearing this; he was an expert in this area.

With brisk, joyful steps, the three of them quickly packed up the orcs' belongings that had previously lived here in animal hides and placed them at the entrance of the cave.

When they emerged from the cave the next day, the animal skin bundles were gone.

In the past few days, the Huo Teng tribe seemed unaware of the arrival of these people. Apart from the orcs who had led the way and the orc warriors who had patrolled the area, they had not seen any other members of the Huo Teng tribe.

On the eleventh day of their stay on this vacant lot, a pure human male of higher status, Yi Ge, finally arrived.

"Orc warriors of all tribes, the tribal competition will begin in two days. Now, I will first explain the content of this year's competition and the things you cannot do."

There are patrolling orcs sent by several of our super tribes in the forest. If any of you violate the rules of the super tribes, you will be immediately removed from the competitive forest.

And you won't be allowed to compete for the next three years. Okay, you can get ready.

After speaking, the middle-aged man left under the protection of a group of orc warriors.

As the surrounding tribes left in twos and threes, Wu Yue and her companions were preparing to return to their cave when a shadow fell before them.

The group looked up and saw the tall, burly orc who they had driven out of the cave a few days ago standing in front of them, surrounded by a dozen orc warriors, all looking at them with sinister expressions.

"So it was you who stole the cave that belonged to our tribe?"

Standing behind the tall, muscular orc, a well-proportioned, long-haired orc spoke up.

Yuan Lang looked at him indifferently: "If you lose, you leave. That's the rule."

The long-haired young orc sneered as he scanned the group: "The tribal competition is about to begin, so there's no need to retake the cave now. Which tribe are you from?"

Yuan Lang's lips curled slightly: "Red Grass Tribe." The long-haired young orc gave him a sinister look: "Fine, Red Grass Tribe, see you when our tribes compete. Don't die too soon."

After the young orc had gone some distance, the group slowly walked towards the cave.

Wu Yue looked at the orc beside her with a puzzled expression: "Yuan Lang, who is the Red Moon Tribe?"

The orc said calmly, "Oh, it seems to be a tribe from the Medicine Wizard's territory that came to participate in the tribal competition. I ran into them a few days ago."

Wu Yue: "."

Teng Qian, Teng Kun, and Ying Ze: "."

Boss, your skill in swindling people without batting an eye is getting more and more refined.

Wu Yue silently reached out her hand and gave Yuan Lang a thumbs-up.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye. As soon as the sun rose, all the tribes that had come to participate in the tribal competition had already packed up their belongings and gathered in the open space.

The middle-aged man who had previously announced the rules reappeared, accompanied by a group of imposing orc warriors standing behind him.

"Next, you will be taken to the other side of my or the Vine tribe's territory, where the tribal competition will begin. The winning tribe in this competition will receive a magical infusion from my tribe's Great Shaman."

Those with enough items can also ask the high priest to carve a totem pole for them.

Most importantly, if you perform well and are noticed by a super tribe, you may even be absorbed into the super tribe and become a member of the super tribe.

Even your former tribe will receive a gift as a result.

Okay, let's go!

Ignoring the frenzy of the crowd below, the middle-aged man gave a pep talk and then left.

Meanwhile, the powerful orc warriors who had been standing behind him began to lead the tribes in batches to the forests selected by the tribal competition.

It only took half a day for everyone to reach the territory next to the forest they had been in before. At this moment, a large number of people were sitting on a mountaintop in front of the forest.

If Wu Yue and the others were here, they would be able to see the familiar old face of the medicine wizard in the last few rows.

At this moment, sitting next to the medicine wizard was the smiling healing wizard.

"Oh, you shameless old man, your smile is so disgusting. Are you thinking about how to use this competition to harm those little guys from the Snow Moon Tribe?"

His voice didn't quiet down, and the surrounding conversations paused, the air becoming somewhat still.

The medicine wizard's sinister smile vanished the moment the healing wizard spoke.

At this moment, he was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

"Bullshit, I wouldn't do such a bad thing in a competition held in my own tribe."

Even if he did it, so what? He won't admit it anyway.

Moreover, thinking of his own arrangements, the medicine wizard's expression became smug again: "You should just focus on the competition and not try to smear me in front of the other tribes."

Looking at the shameless old man in front of him, the healing wizard sneered: "If you really do something, then in the future tribal competitions between your tribe or the Vine tribe, none of the tribes in our Kuma tribe territory will participate."

(End of this chapter)