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

He thought of his own Sirius, who had been through thick and thin with him, suffering countless injuries. If it were to die and be slaughtered and eaten, he would fight to the death!

Bluegrass chewed the octopus meat in her mouth with the gusto of someone who hadn't eaten for days, her voice sounding somewhat muffled: "Hey! These aren't battle pets, it's fine to eat them. How many spotted ducks and long-haired rabbits have you eaten? Don't you feel sorry for them? Besides, the octopus people themselves said that countless octopuses die every year during their breeding season. If they're left there, they'll just be eaten by other sea beasts. Rather than that, it's better to fill your own stomach."

Mao had only been back for a short time when too many tribes had joined the Jiang tribe in a short period of time. The Bazhua tribe was caught in the middle, with neither outstanding abilities nor particularly strong strength, and Mao did not know much about them.

Blue Grass held up the meat skewer in Mao's hand and stuffed it to his mouth: "Try it, I don't want your money."

Mao was both amused and exasperated by Lan Cao's actions, but she still obediently took a bite of the octopus skewer that Lan Cao handed her.

The moment he took a bite, a rich aroma immediately filled his mouth.

The octopus meat was cut into uniformly sized pieces. Unlike the soft and tender texture he had imagined, the meat was tender, juicy, and succulent, mixed with the strong-flavored seasonings that the Sirius tribe loved, making it unforgettable.

He couldn't help but nod, a hint of admiration in his voice: "The taste is indeed very good."

Bluegrass laughed smugly, her eyes curving into crescents: "Right? I knew it! Quite a few new tribes came this time, and they all have some pretty good stuff. There's this Flower Clam Tribe; their garlic flower clam vermicelli tastes much better than the Clam Tribe's, and they don't need to prepare anything else—their shells are their bowls..."

Seeing the hesitation on Mao's face, Lancao quickly changed the subject: "And there's the Snow Crab Tribe. Their snow crabs don't need any seasoning, they taste..."

Mao couldn't help but laugh and shake his head: "You always say your little sister hasn't grown up yet, but look at you now, tsk!"

Lan Cao rolled her eyes at him: "You're making a mistake just because I'm feeding you? You've only been serious these past few years. You weren't even as good as me before. What are you pretending for?"

After saying that, she tossed her head and walked away without waiting for Mao's reaction.

Mao was almost ten years older than Lancao, and his children were already in school. Hearing this, he didn't get angry. Instead, like Lancao, he walked and ate, taking in the new changes in Jiangbu.

First there was the green mantis that ate its mate to reproduce, and now there's the octopus that dies for its offspring. The Jiang tribe is getting stranger and stranger.

When he reached the riverbank, he saw Lianwu and Yingcaowu discussing something, along with several other witches he didn't recognize.

This was clearly beyond his control, so he quickened his pace and left.

Lianwu looked up at the river and frowned slightly.

On the wide river surface, dense clusters of exotic plants resemble a thick green carpet, almost covering the entire water surface.

The vines intertwined and the leaves were lush. They spread and grew along the riverbank, some even extending onto the shore, requiring people to patrol them every day.

A water monkey, soaking wet, popped out of the water, brushed the leaves off its face, darted around with its eyes, and after assessing its surroundings, quickly climbed ashore and ran away.

Lotus Witch and Glow Grass Witch discussed, "Aren't there too many exotic plants in this river? We also need to leave some space for the aquatic beasts. Among the newly joined tribes, there are several aquatic tribes, and their combat strength is quite good..."

Yingcao Wu thought for a moment and said, "How about we see which tribes can cooperate with each other? The Rainbow Fish and the Moon-Embracing Jellyfish are doing a good job. We can also use the alien plants to trap the enemy and then let the water beasts attack."

Upon hearing this, Lianwu also began to ponder: "You're right, that's what everyone usually does."

"Compared to other exotic plants, our Queen Lotus is not good at fighting. It is more about binding the enemy and restricting their movement, so that the giant lizards of the Stone Tribe or other tribes can attack. In this way, we can also improve the tacit understanding between tribes. It is a win-win situation."

She paused, her brow furrowing slightly, a hint of hesitation in her voice: "It's just that I'm not very familiar with these newly joined tribes, and I don't know anything about their battle pets or fighting styles. If I want them to participate, I'm afraid I'll have to ask the Vine Shaman for help with the introductions..."

Yingcao Wu, upon hearing this, naturally took over the conversation, her tone brimming with confidence: "Don't worry about that, leave this to me. The tribes on the other side of the snow mountain will have to rely on Ming Wu and the others..."

Both of them were intelligent, and once they had a clue, they quickly determined a general direction.

The efforts made by every tribe on this land will become the cornerstone of the rise of the Jiang tribe.

Seeing that Yingcao was full of confidence, and thinking that their relationship was not bad, Lianwu couldn't help but ask another question: "You and Tengwu..."

Yingcao Wu knew what she wanted to ask, and without hiding anything, she answered frankly, "We made a vow long ago that whoever finds a way to take revenge will be the rightful heir of the Zhong tribe. Now, the people of our two tribes are slowly merging, waiting for an opportunity, and the Zhong tribe will surely reappear in the world!"

Her tone was full of determination and anticipation, as if she could already see the day when the tribe would be revived.

Upon hearing this, Lianwu couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

Faced with such an almost invincible enemy, who could have persisted for so many years?

“You guys… are really amazing,” Lianwu said softly, her tone filled with genuine admiration.

Yingcao Wu shook her head, her tone indifferent: "It's nothing special. We just did what we should do as members of a tribe."

The movements of the Tao tribe in the north were blocked by the endless snow-capped mountains, and there had been little news. Jiang Ning dared not relax and sent out batches of warriors to gain experience and seek an opportunity for a breakthrough.

With a large amount of resources poured in, Jiang's tribe finally produced a new batch of level eight warriors. Before Jiang Ning could even breathe a sigh of relief, shocking news appeared in Jiang's tribe's trading area.

"I'm telling the truth! The Sand Scorpion tribe has really disappeared!"

Upon hearing this, the entire trading area seemed to fall silent, as if even the air itself had frozen.

The once bustling street fell silent instantly, and everyone's attention was focused on the young soldier who was arguing with someone.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

A burly middle-aged man strode forward, grabbed the young warrior's shoulder, and said urgently, "How could the Sand Scorpion tribe have disappeared? They are one of the strongest tribes! Who could have made them disappear?"

This is something the Otter Tribe and the like can't compare to; the Sand Scorpion Tribe is one of the four great tribes!