Surviving in the Beast World with a System

He scoffed inwardly. ’Just a few Silver rank Beastman Warriors. They might be considered powerful in these small-time tribes, but in our Super Tribe, they’re just the lowest-tier combatants.’

’Why bother with such a cautious ambush? If it were up to him, he would have just charged in and made short work of capturing them. It wasn’t like they could resist anyway.’

The beastman captain clearly thought the same. A group of Beastman Warriors with such mediocre strength really didn’t warrant such caution.

He immediately stopped hiding and, leading his tribesmen, jumped down from the surrounding trees.

The moment the group of soot-covered Beastman Warriors looked over, he unleashed his oppressive aura.

The overwhelming aura washed over Yuan Lang, making him tense up. He had to mobilize all the Beast God’s Power in his body just to withstand it.

This kind of aura was all too familiar. The senior warriors of the tribe loved to release their own auras to intimidate them, whether during a hunt or while doling out lessons.

’A group of Gold rank Beastman Warriors!’

’And they’re complete strangers!’

’These beastmen aren’t from any Polar Forest tribe...’

Yuan Lang managed, but the Snow Tiger Tribe Beastman Warriors behind him were struggling immensely. The aura of a High rank Beastman Warrior exerted immense pressure on low rank Beastmen.

"Which tribe are you Beastman Warriors from?"

Yuan Lang clenched his jaw, his deep voice growing even hoarser.

Hearing him speak, the beastman captain retracted his aura and came to a stop a short distance away from them.

"Us? Hmph... We’re beastmen from a Super Tribe. We came here to hunt for Crystal Cores, of course. It’s just that the Beastman Warrior who was guiding us carelessly got himself killed, so..."

He looked at Yuan Lang with a smirk. "You all seem to know this deep forest well. You’ll be our new guides."

His words held no room for negotiation; it was a condescending command.

At this, Yuan Lang’s gaze darkened.

’A Super Tribe... I’ve never heard of such a thing. It seems a lot has happened in the Extreme Cold Forest while we’ve been away.’

"Do you have a witch in your party?"

After a moment of silence, Yuan Lang suddenly spoke.

The beastman captain was taken aback, then he raised an eyebrow and glanced at the injured Beastman Warriors surrounded in the middle. "You want our Lord Witch to treat your tribesmen?"

He was filled with contempt. ’They’re just beastmen from some small-time tribe. If they die, they die. How could they possibly be worthy of troubling our Lord Witches for treatment?’

"That’s right. If you save our tribesmen, we can guide you out of here."

Yuan Lang showed no fear of these High rank Beastman Warriors as he spoke. Though his expression was hidden by the grime covering his body, his voice was perfectly calm.

This attitude suddenly made the beastman captain hesitate. ’These Beastman Warriors heard the name of our Super Tribe and didn’t seem the least bit surprised?’

Just then, an Eagle Beastman standing behind the Beastman Captain flinched, his expression changing drastically as if he’d just realized something.

He hurried to the Beastman Captain’s side. "Captain."

Then he leaned in close.

Seeing his grave expression, the Beastman Captain leaned in to listen.

"Captain, do you remember what that Huaxia Witch said a few days ago?"

The Beastman Captain frowned. ’What the Huaxia Witch said?’

’What does that have to do with this?’

He couldn’t help but sneer. ’Don’t tell me the Lord Witch has something to do with these people...’

Suddenly, his expression also changed drastically.

He whirled around to face the Eagle Beastman. "Are you saying these are the tribesmen the Lord Witch is looking for?"

The Eagle Beastman nodded grimly. "Captain, they weren’t the least bit surprised when they heard the name of our Super Tribe. Just think about how the beastmen from the Scorpion Tribe and the Yan Yan Tribe reacted when they saw us."

At the mention of those two tribes, the Eagle Beastman couldn’t help a look of contempt from appearing on his face.

The Messenger Beastman and the surrounding members of the Super Tribe glanced surreptitiously at the soot-covered beastmen, who were now conferring amongst themselves. They felt the Eagle Beastman was absolutely right.

"So, what do we do now?"

While the Super Tribe beastmen were busy conferring, Yuan Lang saw them huddled together and turned to face his own tribesmen.

"Don’t panic. We may be injured, but that doesn’t mean we can’t escape. The Extreme Cold Forest is our home turf."

’Here, if they wanted to shake off a tribe unfamiliar with the terrain, they just had to find a way. It was possible.’