Bringing a System to the Beast World

"Work hard, and you'll get more food during the cold season."

"After we finish today's work, let's go collect firewood together."

During the cold season, the heated kang (traditional brick bed) is kept warm and cozy; it's incredibly comfortable to snuggle up on it.

"Hehe, I kept some of the corn I got. We'll roast it and eat it during the cold season."

"The orc lord said that during the cold season, we'll be learning some kind of word or number with the little ones."

"Let's make some powerful weapons together."

The newly arrived slaves were all itching to rush up and grab any passing Snow Moon tribe slaves, shaking them wildly.

Beast God!
Are all the slaves in the Snow Moon tribe living such a good life?

To their disbelief, the group arrived at the square in the center of the tribe.

Orc warriors, specifically tasked with managing slaves, were already waiting there.

After a brief handover, the orc warriors responsible for escorting the new slaves left.

The orc warrior in charge of the slaves struck a bamboo tube on a shelf beside him.

The thumping sound echoed in the open space.

It brought back the wandering thoughts of the new slaves.

Seeing that they were all looking at him, the orc warrior straightened his back.

He carefully explained the rules of slavery in the tribe to them.

The new slaves listened, becoming increasingly confused.

what?
Slaves who contribute to the tribe, possess a skill, or perform well in their work can have their slave mark erased and become ordinary members of the Snow Moon tribe!
They can own their own houses and belongings, and their children are ordinary members of the clan!
If there are children in the family who are good at studying and have excellent grades, they can also become ordinary members of the clan!
Happiness comes too quickly.

The new slaves, cowering in the square, were stunned into silence.

A frantic roar erupted from the depths of his heart.

Are they being protected by the Beast God?
I thought I would be a slave without freedom from now on, only able to work, never having enough to eat or wear, and always on the verge of death.

They ended up in the Snow Moon Tribe.

He thought about the wonderful life he would have as a slave in the Snow Moon tribe.

The new slaves couldn't help but look up in the direction where their former tribe had been.

There was even a hint of superiority in his eyes.

Look! We are slaves now.

Slaves of the Snow Moon tribe.

The Snowmoon Tribe slaves live even better lives than your orc warriors.

The large ship came and went, and time flew by.

The cold season will arrive soon.

Nearly a thousand slaves suddenly appeared in the Snow Moon Tribe's Linhe territory, and many things need to be prepared.

The weather isn't very cold yet.

So the orc warriors who managed the slaves dug out tents that their people had used before from the warehouse.

They built a house for them in a corner of the open space.

But that won't work when the cold season comes.

People will die if they live in a tent.

These new slaves were all acquired through the exchange of goods.

There are very few houses left in the tribe.

Even if ten slaves lived in one room, it would still require nearly a hundred houses.

The orc warrior went to see Yingze with a wrinkled face.

Yingze, who was busy hunting, waved his hand and said, "Have the tribesmen who know how to build kangs set up a large kang in the cave where we used to live."

These newly arrived slaves will be living in caves during the winter season.

Having received the orc's orders, the orc warrior felt confident.

He busied himself instructing the newly arrived slaves to clean the cave.

They went to apply for permission to set up a kang (heated brick bed) in the cave and busied themselves with great enthusiasm.

Before joining the Snow Moon tribe, they spent their cold season in caves.

Moreover, even caves are not accessible to everyone.

Many ordinary people and lowly slaves without status lived in shacks they built themselves.

Every year after the winter season, everyone lifts the curtains to go and see.

The corpses in the shed were frozen solid.

Even after entering the cave, the spacious and warm areas inside are reserved for the wizards and orcs.

Both orc warriors and humans could only huddle at the entrance of the cave.

The biting cold wind blew in through the cracks in the rocks.

It felt as if the sharp claws of a wild beast were scraping against my body.

Pain.

As a former slave of the Snow Moon tribe.

The old slaves were very friendly to the new slaves.

Some female slaves would even approach new slaves after finishing their work and teach them how to weave straw mats.

"Prepare more hay, weave it thickly, and use it to block the entrance of the cave during the cold season."

Even the bone-chilling wind couldn't penetrate it.

It will be much, much warmer.

"After you finish your work, come with us to the forest to collect firewood."

During the cold season, the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed) is kept warm and cozy.

It's so comfortable on that I just want to roll around in it.

"During your rest time, we will take you out to collect samples."

The gathered herbs and fruits can also be traded for cornmeal.

"If you're lucky enough to find some precious herbs, you might be able to trade them for meat."

"Yes, let me tell you, the meat that our tribe preserves with salt not only keeps for a long time, but it's also very fragrant and doesn't have any bad smell at all."

The former slaves who came to help nodded in unison.

Their faces were full of drooling.

The new slaves listened blankly to their back-and-forth conversation.

My head is buzzing.

This is hardly the life of a slave; even the orcs in those super tribes probably couldn't compare.

A sense of pride welled up inside me.

Who would have thought that one day they would be proud of being slaves?

The resettlement of new slaves in the Linhe territory is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Wu Yue bid farewell to her friends in the Cloud and Mist Mountains and began her return journey.

I wonder if it's because the publicity was so effective.

The riverside natives who ran away the last time they saw them are no longer running.

Some tribes even take the initiative to greet them and invite them to stop in their territory.

Wu Yue secretly redeemed two large bags of snow salt from the system shop.

They took advantage of the trade opportunity to begin gathering information about these indigenous tribes.

"Our salt is pure snow salt, and there is absolutely no danger in eating it."

Look.

As the orc from the Snow Moon tribe spoke, he took out a handful of snow-white salt from a sea beast skin bag.

An old orc, trembling, stepped out from among the group of natives.

He reached out and pinched up a small handful of snow salt.

After cautiously glancing at the orc holding the snow salt.

He slowly put it into his mouth.

The toothless mouth was moving.

A moment later, he excitedly turned to face the natives behind him.

He mumbled something for a long time.

The natives were instantly excited upon hearing this.

One by one, they looked at Wu Yue with burning eyes, at the animal skin bag containing snow salt beside her.

"Respected wizard, could you exchange all your salt with us?"

The aged orc spoke in somewhat broken orcish slang.

Wu Yue looked at them in surprise upon hearing this.

This is three animal-skin sacks of salt, weighing over three hundred pounds. (End of Chapter)