Mix the world with the system

But the cat looked up at Yuan Lang's threatening eyes, would they dare to speak?

Naturally, the answer was no. They curled their lips one by one, and moved to other places to continue bragging about their great achievements.

The joy brought by the end of the beast tide made the whole tribe immersed in happiness. Even in the face of the untrue bragging of the orcs, they all sat there with smiles and listened enthusiastically.

Without the threat of the wandering tribes, the ferocious beast horde passed through safely. Although there were still some casualties in the tribe, it was much better than before, and the Snow Tiger tribe finally regained its calm.

Unknowingly, it has been almost three months since winter has entered. In the third month in the past, winter is about to end. The weather is slowly warming up, the forest is full of vitality, the most difficult days of the year will pass, and the new year is coming start,

But what made everyone feel heavy was that just when everyone thought that spring was about to usher in, snowflakes started to fall again in the early morning of the next day.

The cold wind was holding snowflakes, and the temperature plummeted again. If you don't wear a down jacket, you dare not go out.

A pot of broth is habitually boiled on the stove in every household. After the orc warriors patrolled or returned from the guards, they would drink a bowl to relieve the coldness on their bodies. It has some temperature.

"I don't know what's wrong with the weather. At this time in previous years, we can all go out with animal skin bags to collect some wild vegetables. This year, we can't reach out because of the cold."

"Isn't that right? In previous years, when there were no down jackets, we would still patrol in animal skins. If you don't have down jackets this year, go out and try."

As the orc said, he shivered uncontrollably.

Before the winter, the witches of various tribes predicted that this winter would be more difficult than previous years, but everyone thought that the difficulty referred to the beast tide, but they did not expect that it would refer to the weather.

The Snow Tiger Tribe has taro and all kinds of pickled vegetables and bacon. They also got a lot of dead beasts and fierce beasts in the beast tide. They are frozen in the snow and have not finished eating yet, so there is no need to worry about food for the time being.

As for the Black Wolf Tribe, after the first heavy snowfall, the tribe was overwhelmed by wandering orcs, and too many people died. Although some food was recovered later, it was not enough at all, so they borrowed some from the Snow Tiger Tribe again.

But the remaining Wild Lion Tribe and Flying Eagle Tribe were not so lucky.

Originally, when the winter was coming to an end, the females collected some wild vegetables that were emerging, and the orcs also started to resume hunting to get through this period of lean and yellow.

Who would have thought that the weather would turn out like this, and it would suddenly become numb.

The big tribes are all worried about food, not to mention other small and medium tribes.

As for the small and medium-sized tribes living in the Xuehu tribe, although their daily food has been reduced to only half of the original, there is no problem in persisting for another half a month.

And by that time, winter should be over anyway... right...

In the place before the Snow Tiger Tribe, because of the lack of food, many tribes began to rob other tribes of food. After the beast tide, the polar forest was once again stained with blood.

However, small and medium-sized tribes have limited food, and even if they rob food, they can't last for a few days.

These small and medium tribes focused their attention on the four big tribes.

Both the Wild Lion Tribe and the Flying Eagle Tribe have received requests from the surrounding small and medium-sized tribes, hoping to join the two tribes, as long as they are given a little food every day.

In the past, the four major tribes did not think about taking these small and medium-sized tribes into their own tribes, but the places where these small and medium-sized tribes lived were too remote. As long as the four major tribes used strong ones, they would hide in the village with animal skins and food. In the deep forest.

In the huge polar forest, it was really difficult for the four major tribes to find them for a while, and gradually, they ignored them and let them develop.

But now, facing such a good thing, Flying Eagle Tribe and Wild Lion Tribe hesitated.

Because there is not much food in their tribe, the orc warriors can still eat some meat, as for the pure people, they can only drink some broth.

As for the slaves, those are not in their consideration at all. If they survive, it is the blessing of the beast god. If they cannot survive, it means that they have failed.

What's more, these are not members of their own tribe at all, so when the small and medium-sized tribes hoped that as long as they offered to join, they would definitely accept them, what they waited for was an extremely cruel answer.

"Our tribe's food is almost gone, and we can no longer accept you."

The orc warrior who spoke still carried the arrogance of some big orc tribes, and was very direct, breaking the dreams of these small and medium tribes in an instant.

There is no food, and the big tribe refuses to accept them, so there is only a dead end waiting for them.

"Father, I'm hungry..."

The talking cub has a withered and yellow complexion, big eyes full of longing, and small arms and legs that are not even thicker than the branches around the male.

Looking at the tribesmen who were about to starve to death one by one, the tribesmen of the small and medium tribes went crazy. Hunger and death filled their brains, and even squeezed out the fear of the big tribes.

If the big tribe doesn't accept them, then the only thing waiting for them is death. Why not go all out and grab some food from the big tribe, at least to feed the cubs.

With the idea of ​​robbing the food from the big tribe, the males of the small and medium tribes seemed to be obsessed, and they gathered together to discuss how to get food from the big tribe.

"For the cubs, for the tribe, fight!"

This kind of thing not only happened to the Flying Eagle Tribe and the Wild Lion Tribe, but even the Black Wolf Tribe that had already moved to the Snow Tiger Tribe was approached by the surrounding small and medium tribes.

"What... what's wrong with this?"

The people of the small and medium tribes looked dumbfounded at the already destroyed Heilang tribe's residence in front of them: "Where is the Heilang tribe?"

The black wolf tribe is gone...

The news instantly spread throughout the small and medium tribes around the territory of the Black Wolf Tribe.

The Black Wolf Tribe, which had been vacant for almost the whole winter, suddenly became lively.

"The Black Wolf tribe must have not survived the beast tide. I saw many bones of the Black Wolf tribe in the distant forest, and they had been eaten by wild beasts."

"This territory is too big, and each of our tribes will share some, which is enough for everyone to live on."

The patriarch of a small tribe pondered for a moment, then suddenly frowned and said: "I think everyone should stay in their own territory for the time being, if the Black Wolf tribe comes back again, what shall we do?

The orc warriors of the Black Wolf Tribe will definitely destroy us, and the bones of the members of the Black Wolf Tribe you mentioned are all piled up in one place, maybe they were made by the members of the Black Wolf Tribe. "

Speaking of this, the face of the patriarch of the small tribe changed instantly, and he felt that his guess was reasonable: "Our tribe will not participate in the matter of dividing the territory. I will take the tribe back tomorrow."

The patriarchs of several small tribes all had the intention of retreating after hearing the words, yes, if the Heilang tribe just left the station temporarily for something, and when they came back, they saw that they had divided up their territory...

Thinking of the consequences, they couldn't help but tense up.

The fear of the Black Wolf tribe instantly gained the upper hand, especially now that there is no food in the food storage caves and territories of the Black Wolf tribe, so everyone is still rational, and there is no such thing as the territories of the Flying Eagle tribe and the Wild Lion tribe. Small and medium tribes are equally desperate.

The withdrawal of several small tribes not only did not dispel the middle tribe's idea of ​​carve up the Black Wolf tribe, but made them very happy.

With fewer people to carve up, each of their tribes will naturally get more places.

Of course, there is one tribe in the territory of the Black Wolf Tribe that did not participate in the division activities of these tribes, and that is the tribe that once brought potatoes to the Snow Tiger Tribe to participate in the rally.

At this moment, in the cave of the Tutou tribe, the chieftain of the Tutou and several middle-aged males in the tribe are sitting around the fire with frowning eyebrows, discussing the disappearance of the Black Wolf tribe.

Several middle-aged males were discussing about going to the territory of the Black Wolf Tribe to divide the territory, but the head of the village head who was sitting at the side was calm and pulled out a black lacquer from the fire with a stick in his hand. The pimple was not too hot, picked it up and knocked off the firewood ash on it, broke it in half and ate it one bite at a time.

The aroma of roasted potatoes spread in the cave in an instant, and the middle-aged males who had just been spitting stopped arguing in an instant, picked up wooden sticks and began to pull them together in the fire.

Swallowing the last piece of baked potato into his stomach, the Tutou patriarch raised his eyes to look at the surrounding clansmen who were chomping on the baked potatoes.

"We, the tribe, will not participate in the division of the territory of the Black Wolf Tribe. Our food will still last for a while. Everyone stay in the cave and do what to do."

As soon as Tutou's voice fell, several middle-aged males by the fire frowned instantly: "Patriarch, we can't miss such a good opportunity, wait a while, those tribes will divide up the territory of the Black Wolf tribe After that, we really have nothing to do."

Tutou looked up at the middle-aged male who spoke: "Do you really believe that the Black Wolf tribe will disappear in the polar forest because of a beast tide?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the middle-aged male to answer, he sneered, "How many years have the four major tribes existed? In what year has there been no beast tide in the polar forest?

All the food is gone, and the corpses of the clansmen are all piled up in one place. Doesn't that explain anything?

The Black Wolf Tribe may have encountered a ferocious beast tide or other dangers, but they did not exterminate their clan. Maybe they just went to seek shelter from several other big tribes.

Now that the beast tide is over, after a while the winter will end, and the Black Wolf Tribe will come back and see that their territory has been divided up by a group of small and medium tribes. Think about what awaits us? "

At this time, at the Snow Tiger Tribal Gathering, the simple-faced Tutou patriarch still looked a little honest and honest. His deep eyes looked at the middle-aged males around him, and every word he said entered the hearts of everyone.

The middle-aged male who was thinking about dividing up the territory of the Black Wolf Tribe just now looked pale. Thinking of the powerful combat power of the four major tribes, there would be nothing but death waiting for them.

He quickly fell silent and stopped talking.

The Tutou nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, remember, we Tutou don't care about outside affairs and don't take part in their actions. We'll see everything after winter."

In fact, there is one thing he didn't say, if the Black Wolf tribe is really okay, they will definitely return to the territory after the winter, when those small and medium-sized tribes will die, and their native tribes can still take over the territories of these small and medium-sized tribes , anyway, the Black Wolf Tribe doesn't like these places.

And if the black wolf tribe really disappeared in the polar forest...

That piece of territory is not something that small and medium-sized tribes like them can carve up. At that time, the other three big tribes will all be eyeing the unowned territory, let alone them.

The Tutou patriarch is very aware of his family's strength, and he is very self-aware in his heart. As long as they maintain a good relationship with the big tribes in this territory, a little benefit from these big tribes is enough for them to live well in this forest.

The carve-up operation on the side of the Black Wolf Tribe was going on, and on the other side, something that shocked the Flying Eagle Tribe and the Wild Lion Tribe also happened.

The tribesmen of the surrounding small and medium tribes actually gathered together to snatch the tribe's food while the orc warriors of their tribe were out hunting, and they succeeded.

The two tribal orc warriors who returned to the tribe looked at the corpses of the small and medium-sized tribesmen as high as a hill in the open space, with ugly expressions on their faces.

"How much food was lost?"

The head of the Wild Lion tribe looked sullenly at the tribe who had just returned from the food storage cave.

The orc sighed: "Five beasts, pure human strength is weak, so they can't carry much."

Five wild beasts were not enough food for the entire Wild Lion tribe for a day, but what they didn't expect was that a pure human tribe that didn't even have an orc warrior would unite and attack their orc tribe for food.

This was something that had never happened before, it was the provocation of those damned pure people to their Wild Lion Tribe, this matter must not be left as it is, otherwise the Wild Lion Tribe would definitely be ridiculed by the other three big tribes.

"All the orc warriors gather, follow the direction where those damned pure people left, and kill all the small and medium tribesmen who participated in this attack. The majesty of the big tribe cannot be challenged."

The voice of the chief of the Wild Lion Tribe was full of anger.

"Yes!"

The roar of the orcs shook the sky, vowing to kill these damn pure human tribes.

The Flying Eagle Tribe on the other side also staged the same scene.

Neither of the two big tribes expected that those small and medium-sized tribes who were always trembling in front of them would one day dare to come to their tribe to snatch food. Like a pinch of hair.

Not very harmful, but highly insulting!

Can this be indifferent?They must know that the majesty of the Great Tribe cannot be challenged!