Surviving in the Beast World with a System

They hoisted their injured tribe members onto their backs and followed their leader. Not a word was said; listening to their leader was the right thing to do.

As the Beastman Warriors from the two tribes walked together, the members of the Super Tribe finally saw that the beastmen they thought were pitch-black were actually just covered in a layer of mud.

The Messenger Beastman Captain looked at the mud on Yuan Lang’s body and chuckled. "Were you chased by a Fierce Beast and fell into a mud pit?"

Yuan Lang paused, then looked down at his body and gave a wry smile. "We were just in an area where High Rank Fierce Beasts are active.

We discovered that coating our bodies with this mud helps mask our scent to some degree, which keeps Fierce Beasts from finding us."

Hearing this, the Messenger Beastman Captain was quite amazed. He touched the partially dried mud on Yuan Lang’s arm, applying a fair bit of force, but the mud was stuck on so firmly that none of it flaked off.

"This mud is surprisingly durable."

"It has to be. Otherwise, it would just fall off with any significant movement, and then it wouldn’t be of much use at all."

Yuan Lang’s deep eyes were full of mirth, but only someone who knew him well could see the cold indifference in their depths.

"It looks like your tribe members have been poisoned."

While the two leaders at the front were talking, an Eagle Beastman from the back sidled up next to Teng Qian.

The beastman before him was even a bit more muscular than the Beastman Warriors of his own tribe. He, an Eagle Beastman, was primarily responsible for patrolling and scouting.

His body wasn’t as brawny as the tribe members who frequently fought and hunted, but as an Eagle Beastman, he was still quite satisfied with his own physique.

Eagle Beastmen were all tall and slender, with graceful builds. As one of the most outstanding Eagle Beastmen of the younger generation, his height was especially impressive among all beastmen.

But...

He pursed his lips and glanced at the pitch-black Beastman Warrior before him. He only came up to the other man’s chin.

He suddenly felt a little dejected.

Teng Qian was a natural at livening things up, so when someone started a conversation, he readily joined in.

"You’re right. As you can see, the Fierce Beast we were hunting this time was highly venomous.

This tribe member of ours was just sprayed with a bit of its venom, and this is what happened..."

Even though he was going along with the conversation, Teng Qian’s heart ached when he spoke of his brother’s injuries, and a hint of sorrow clouded his features.

The Eagle Beastman was suddenly reminded of the time his own life hung by a thread after he was exposed to a poisonous mist. He sighed with feeling and patted the beastman’s shoulder beside him. "Sigh, being poisoned is just awful.

To be honest with you, I was out on patrol once and accidentally came into contact with a white, poisonous mist.

Just a tiny bit got on my toe, but by the time I got back to the cave, my entire lower leg had turned purple. I almost didn’t make it."

The two spoke like brothers in misery. Behind them, the Beastmen from the Snow Tiger Tribe and the Super Tribe could only watch with looks of pure exasperation.

A pair of chatterboxes had just run into each other.

As they neared the cave, a patrolling Beastman Warrior from the Super Tribe was the first to spot them. He grabbed his weapon and ran back to report to the Lord Witch.

By the time the group arrived at the cave, the Super Tribe’s Lord Witches and the rest of their people were already waiting there.

Seeing this, the Messenger Beastman Captain hurried over to the witches and whispered something to them.

Aside from the Worm Witch, the other three witches looked extremely surprised.

They truly hadn’t expected to run into people from the Huaxia Witch’s tribe.

Yuan Lang was deeply shaken when he saw the crowd in front of the cave.

The four Pure Humans at the front, dressed in simple clothes, radiated an aura far more powerful than that of the Snow Tiger Witch.

’These must be the witches from their tribe that the beastman was talking about.’

Even the rest of their Beastman Warriors were much stronger than his own men. If it came to a direct fight, his small group stood no chance of winning.

The Messenger Beastman Captain was whispering something in the ear of a Male Witch, but Yuan Lang’s gaze froze for an instant as it swept over a cowering figure at the edge of the cave.

In the next second, he quickly looked away, as if it had just been a casual glance.

But only he knew that the moment he saw the Yan Yan Witch, his heart had leaped into his throat.

It would be no exaggeration to say the relationship between this female and his tribe was like that of fire and water. And now, these people were with her...

’It seems my earlier caution was not misplaced at all.’