I'm involved in poverty alleviation in a primitive tribe.

After thinking for a moment, she added, "Never mind, everyone has enough battle pets now, so let's use less of the nurturing spring water."

Lan Cao was surprised that Jiang Ning would make this decision after hearing the news, and asked in confusion, "Why?"

Jiang Ning simply said, "If too many are born, the mother beast won't be able to handle it."

If those were just ordinary, mindless beasts, she wouldn't mind breeding them in large numbers. This is a world that eats people; being too kind is weakness, and sooner or later someone will take advantage of your kindness to bully you.

But these ferocious beasts are different from the livestock that the Jiang tribe keeps in pens for food. They are intelligent, can think, and grow up with the tribespeople; they are their companions.

Not her enemy.

She can't do that to them.

"Let those ferocious beasts decide for themselves."

She still retains an innocence and compassion that are out of step with this world. Perhaps one day, these emotions will gradually wear away with her circumstances until they disappear completely.

But now, while she still has the strength and can catch her breath, let her hold on a little longer.

The Green Mantis Tribe arrived faster than Jiang Ning had imagined. When Jiang's brown sugar became a necessity that countless tribes flocked to buy after salt, the Green Mantis Tribe successfully arrived in Jiang's tribe during this bustling season.

The Jiang tribe has never lacked onlookers. Some people gathered on both sides of the road, watching the huge procession approach: "What tribe is this? Why are there so many insects and beasts?"

"Black beetles of the Savage Bone level, green mantises of the King Bone level... My God! They even have insect beasts of the Desolate Bone level!"

Someone recognized them: "Green Mantis? Isn't that the Green Mantis tribe from the far central region? Their tribe is quite powerful!"

"The Green Mantis Tribe? Don't they never contract with other ferocious beasts? How come they have so many kinds of insect beasts now?"

"The Desolate Bone level? What kind of insect beast is that? How come I've never seen it before?"

"A tribe like this would actually send its entire clan to join the Jiang tribe?" Naturally, some people were astonished.

Jiang Ning personally stood guard on the banks of the Nu River to welcome these guests from afar.

The eight-winged golden cicada quickly broke away from the Green Mantis tribe's group and flew precisely to Jiang Ning's side.

Jiang Ning smiled as she looked at it, and was about to praise it for doing a good job when she saw the eight-winged cicada, like a swallow returning to its nest, plunge headfirst into Bai Ya's tail.

Startled, Baiya felt a strange, familiar sensation coming from its tail, causing it to instantly bristle. Its previously relaxed demeanor vanished, replaced by anger and helplessness.

What angered it was that this guy was clearly much stronger than it, yet it refused to move on its own.

Unfortunately, this guy was much stronger than it, making it unable to get rid of him.

In that short time, it was enough for outsiders to see the relationship between this mysterious Bone Insect Beast and Jiang Ning.

"Jiang Wu has acquired another wild beast..." someone sighed inwardly.

The Green Mantis Shaman, accompanied by the Green Mantis Chieftain, quickly stepped forward: "The Green Mantis Tribe pays respects to Shaman Jiang!"

Jiang Ning greeted her warmly: "You must have had a long journey. Did you encounter any difficulties along the way?"

Green Mantis Witch said respectfully, "Thanks to Jiang Witch's protection, the journey has been very smooth."

Jiang Ning didn't bother to delve into the details, and said with a smile, "That's good, you've come at just the right time..."

The Great Deer Shaman was ordered to lead the Jiang tribe to clear the planting area. Originally, the task was simply to clean up the original planting area and compact the ground in preparation for building houses later.

Now that such a large force from the Green Mantis Tribe has appeared, Jiang Ning waved his hand and ordered the Great Horned Deer Witch to lead his men to clear the dense forest immediately.

"Clean as much as you can, no rush. The main task now is building houses. Winter is coming, so if we can't finish, we can wait until spring."

The Great Horned Deer Shaman looked pale and personally led tens of thousands of green mantises into the dense forest.

The shaman disciple beside him was equally worried: "Shaman, are we the only ones going? If the Green Mantis tribe doesn't come along, how will we control these Green Mantises?"

The Great Deer Shaman, with a stern face and a guilty conscience he himself was unaware of, lectured, "There's only one month left until winter. The Green Mantis Tribe members are all rushing to build their own tribe's houses. They don't have time to come here. Alright, we still have the Eight-Winged Golden Cicada. Let's give it a try first."

This dense forest is really big, otherwise, the Great Horned Deer Witch wouldn't be so troubled.

Tens of thousands of green mantises gathered together, and the noise was like a surging wave, crashing against the eardrums of the Great Horned Deer Shaman and his people, causing them splitting headaches, as if countless fine needles were constantly churning in their brains.

The call of their tribe's great antler deer was very beautiful, melodious, clear and pleasant to the ear. The great antler deer shaman could hardly imagine how the Green Mantis tribe people could tolerate such noise. Fortunately, their tribe was far away from the Green Mantis tribe's settlement.

"cut!"

The Great Horned Deer Shaman channeled his magical power into his voice, attempting to drown out the cries of the Green Mantises. However, the sheer number of Green Mantises was overwhelming. Despite his best efforts, the Great Horned Deer Shaman was still outnumbered and outmatched by the dense, overwhelming swarm of Green Mantises.

The green mantises seemed endless, their cries rising and falling, intertwining to form a deafening wave of sound that fiercely assaulted the Great Horned Deer Shaman's already crumbling mental defenses.

He forced himself to urge his great antlered deer to Baiya's side and discussed with the eight-winged golden cicada on its back: "Jiang Wu has ordered these green mantises to help clear this dense forest. What do you think of this..."

Baiya resignedly shook its tail; at least the eight-winged cicada was no longer hanging on its tail.

The eight-winged cicada gently moved its crystal-clear wings. The subtle sound produced by this slight movement was like the ripples on the surface of a tranquil lake when a breeze blows across it, so gentle that it was almost imperceptible.

Even the Great Deer Shaman standing beside it, despite straining his ears and listening intently, could only catch a faint glimpse of its presence.

In stark contrast, the tens of thousands of green mantises, which were originally restless and menacing, have now become eerily quiet, as if they have been under some kind of spell.

The next moment, these tens of thousands of green mantises, like a well-trained army, waved their incredibly sharp forelimbs in perfect unison.

With a piercing whistling sound, the sturdy trees that had stood in front of them were easily cut down like fragile straws, offering no resistance whatsoever.

In an instant, sawdust flew everywhere, and broken branches and leaves were scattered all over the place, making the whole scene both spectacular and eerie.

The shaman disciple of the Great Horned Deer tribe witnessed this scene and gaped in shock. The shaman disciple standing beside him was not much better off, but he tried his best to maintain his shamanistic dignity and scolded, "What kind of expression is that? If anyone sees this, they'll laugh at you for being so unsophisticated! It's utterly embarrassing! Put it away right now!"