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

The white bear shaman's tone carried a hint of helplessness: "The people of the honey ape tribe are furious when they find out, and I'm on my way there to deal with them."

The Iron-Eating Beast Witch felt a chill run down his spine and couldn't help but rub his forehead, his brows furrowed tightly: "This is really... a huge problem."

Looking at the white bear shaman's worried face, he felt a little sorry for him and said, "How about I go with you? I've been in Jiang tribe for so many years and I've seen a lot. Maybe I have some solutions."

The white bear shaman was taken aback upon hearing this, then showed a grateful expression: "You're willing to come with me? That's wonderful! The people of the honey ape tribe are in a bad mood right now, and I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it if I go alone."

The Iron-Eating Beast Shaman waved his hand, his tone somewhat hearty: "We're all from the Jiang tribe, so of course we'll face trouble together. Let's go! If we dawdle any longer, they'll probably get even angrier!"

The group quickly ran towards the direction of the Honey Ape Tribe. The Honey Ape Tribe's settlement was still under planning, and everything was in a mess, with piles of wood and stones everywhere. The Honey Ape people were busy moving around among them.

When the Honey Ape tribe arrived, they relaxed and busied themselves rebuilding their tribe, which allowed the White Bear tribe to take advantage of the situation.

The honey ape witch's house was completed. When the group arrived at the door, they saw several polar bear cubs and several polar bears of the Savage Bone level tied up there.

Upon seeing the white bear shaman, they lowered their heads guiltily and made whimpering sounds.

The white bear shaman glared at them fiercely before hurriedly following the honey ape people into the house. Sure enough, he saw several warriors from the honey ape tribe standing there with gloomy faces, clearly in a very bad mood.

The only seated Honey Ape Shaman had a hint of anger on his face, coldly sweeping his gaze over the White Bear Shaman and the Iron-Eating Beast Shaman who had entered: "You've finally arrived. I thought my Honey Ape tribe didn't even have this much face left."

The White Bear Witch quickly stepped forward, his face full of apology, and said sincerely, "Honey Ape Witch, I'm really sorry. It's my fault for not disciplining them properly, and these little brats have caused trouble. I've come here this time because I genuinely want to solve the problem."

The Iron-Eating Beast Shaman stepped forward, his tone soothing: "Honey Ape Shaman, calm down. What's done is done. Let's see if there's any way to resolve this?"

Honey Ape Witch was even more furious upon hearing this, but since this matter had nothing to do with Iron-Eating Beast Witch, she couldn't vent her anger on her. The anger on her face eased slightly, but her tone remained cold and hard: "Solve? How do you solve it?"

She sneered, "My mead is made from ice crystals retrieved by the strongest honey apes of my tribe climbing to the top of the snow-capped mountains, snow lotus honey that can only be collected by newborn cubs, and brewed using our tribe's unique secret method!"

The Honey Ape Witch grew increasingly angry as she spoke: "These ingredients alone have taken countless hours of effort, not to mention how long we've been storing them—they've been stored since the time before my ancestors! The longer this mead is stored, the better it is. White Bear Witch, we come from the same place, surely you know that?"

“Even when the Otter Tribe came to our door, we didn’t hand it over! And what happened? Not only did your brats steal and drink it, but they also broke the jar containing the mead starter. How am I supposed to explain this to my tribe?”

The White Bear Shaman inwardly groaned. He knew the honey ape tribe's mead was precious, but he hadn't expected it to be this valuable, nor had he imagined these brats would be so audacious!

He quickly said, "Honey Ape Witch, please tell me! As long as it appeases your anger and I don't report it to Witch Jiang, I'll do anything you ask!"

"So that's why you came so fast. You were afraid I'd tell Jiang Wu." Honey Ape Witch scoffed. "Don't worry, I don't intend to make a big deal out of it. After all, I'm new here, and causing trouble won't benefit anyone."

Seeing that the Honey Ape Witch was still angry, the Iron-Eating Beast Witch quickly took over the conversation: "Honey Ape Witch, how about this? We have a bumblebee tribe here, and the honey they produce is also exceptional."

"If you want good water for brewing, the Queen Lotus of the Lotus Tribe produces dew every morning. The best-tasting liqueur in our Ginger Tribe's winery is made with that. As for the mead starter, you can also check out the winery; we have all kinds of wine here!"

The White Bear Shaman nodded repeatedly, looking at the Iron-Eating Beast Shaman with a trusting expression as he spoke eloquently, as if he were the hero who could save the White Bear tribe.

The Iron-Eating Beast Witch felt that he not only carried the lives of the Iron-Eating Beast tribe on his shoulders, but now he also had to shoulder the future of the White Bear tribe.

He took a breath and continued, "And we have plenty of containers for storing wine. Whether you want stone jars, bamboo tubes, ceramics, or even glass, take whatever you like! The White Bear Tribe will reimburse you for all the costs!"

The white bear shaman, who was full of anticipation, almost couldn't catch his breath. He thought this big oaf would take on all these things, but he didn't expect that he would still have to pay the price himself.

With the Honey Ape Witch still watching intently from the side, the White Bear Witch had no choice but to continue: "Honey Ape Witch, just give the order, and our White Bear tribe will do as you say!"

Upon hearing this, Honey Ape Witch frowned slightly, as if weighing the pros and cons.

She was silent for a moment, then finally sighed, her tone tinged with helplessness and exhaustion: "What you've said isn't entirely unacceptable."

Seeing the White Bear Witch relax, the Honey Ape Witch's tone carried a hint of warning: "However, let me make this clear beforehand: if what you bring doesn't meet my expectations, or if the mead you brew doesn't taste right, this matter won't be over!"

The White Bear Shaman nodded hurriedly, his tone filled with urgency and sincerity: "Don't worry, we will do our best to meet your requirements! We will personally collect the nectar from the Bumblebee Tribe and the dew from the Lotus Tribe to ensure the best quality. As for the mead starter, we will continue to find one until you are satisfied!"

The Iron-Eating Beast Shaman quickly chimed in, "Yes, Honey Ape Shaman, don't worry, with the abilities of our Jiang tribe, we will definitely be able to find everything you need! If all else fails, we can also post a missing item notice and ask outsiders for help! All expenses and manpower will be borne by the White Bear tribe, so you won't have to worry about it!"

As they left the Honey Ape Tribe, the White Bear Shaman looked at the string of white bears following behind him and couldn't help but sigh, "These good-for-nothings have really made me lose face."

The Iron-Eating Beast Shaman patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Alright, the matter is finally resolved. Go back and discipline them properly."

The white bear shaman said with a look of disappointment, "Life was hard where we lived before. It was not easy to get some nectar. They usually liked to dig out some nectar to eat, and I couldn't bear to restrict them. I didn't expect that they would cause such a big mess after only a few days here."