I thrived in the primitive tribe

"Since orcs can also transform into beast form to run, why do they need to exchange for a tailed dragon?" someone in the crowd asked.

"Yeah, the recipe for barbecue seasoning must be very important. It's such a waste to trade it for a mount!"

Some people started to join in the commotion.

"Yeah, this is just too inappropriate!"

……

Looking at the chaotic scene around him, the chief suddenly realized that not everyone could unconditionally support the tribe's decisions.

He recalled the words the high shaman had once spoken to him about tribal cohesion, and a sliver of hope lingered in his heart. "It shouldn't be that serious, right?"

"Alright, shut up, all of you!" the chief roared angrily. "What do you know about this situation? You're just spouting nonsense. I think you've all become too complacent and have forgotten who you are."

First of all, this barbecue seasoning was originally developed by Lu Yao herself. It's already generous of her to share it with you all. What's wrong with not giving it to you? Besides, this time the exchange for the Feathered Dragon was also for the benefit of the tribe.

They selflessly gave away their own resources to benefit our tribe, and what kind of behavior is this?

"But isn't she a divine messenger?" someone whispered, but was immediately covered by the person next to them.

Because the sound wasn't loud, the leader didn't hear it clearly, but because the person standing was very close to the leader, the leader saw it.

He pointed at the person whose mouth was covered and said, "What did you just say? Speak louder."

The person next to him glared at him and said with a smile, "It's alright, Chief. This guy just said he was hungry and wanted you to tell him so he could eat quickly."

"Is that right?"

"Yes, Chief."

"Then I'll tell you right away."

"Secondly, have you ever thought about why orcs have such short lifespans?"

We all live on this continent, eat the same food, and lead the same lives, so why is it that those who can transform into beastmen, and especially the more powerful beastmen, live shorter lives than those who cannot?

"Isn't this because the Beast God prefers them, so he summoned them back ahead of schedule?"

"Do you really think that's the reason?" the leader asked, looking at the person who had spoken.

"Isn't that right? Isn't that what everyone's saying?"

“You are truly blessed,” said a tribesman whose face was grim.

The man turned to look at the other man, puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, you're so lucky that you're not a shapeshifting beastman, and there aren't any shapeshifting beastmen around!" The man's eyes filled with tears.

Thinking of the pain his brother endured each time he transformed into human form, his heart ached.

My father died a painful death because he transformed into a beast, and now my brother is going through the same thing.

Seeing the somber atmosphere around him, the leader decided to reveal the information he had been keeping hidden.

We cannot allow these ignorant people to continue enjoying the sacrifices of others while taking them for granted.

"Now I have something serious to tell you all."

Seeing the leader's resolute gaze standing in the center of the square, everyone tensed up.

"The reason why orcs who can transform into beast form live shorter lives than those who cannot is because each transformation into beast form depletes their physical strength."

In this way, once the body is worn down to a certain extent, one will either become a beast with only animalistic instincts or lose one's life.

Moreover, orcs suffer immense pain after each transformation into beastmen.

"Is that really how it is?"

Some people who witnessed their loved ones' suffering nearby began to weep, recalling the events of that time.

Seeing the suffering of so many of their people, everyone knew that what the chief had said was true.

"Why didn't you say this before?" someone shouted.

Upon hearing this, the others turned and glared fiercely at the man who was staring at the leader with his neck stiff.

The person standing next to him pulled his hand tightly, telling him to stop talking.

"Yes, if you had told us beforehand..." The rest of the sentence was interrupted by silence.

"Even if I told you in advance, what difference would it make? What changes could it make?" the person said, covering their face in anguish.

Everyone lowered their heads, wondering what would have happened if they had known beforehand.

[Just because we know they can transform into beast form, does that mean we should stop the hunting party from going out hunting? Or can we stop our tribesmen from transforming into beast form to protect the tribe? Or... it seems like neither.]

They lowered their proud heads in shame, but they couldn't accept that their comfortable lives were built on the sacrifice of many transformed beastmen. How could they bear it?

I always thought everyone was the same, and I even thought that orcs who could transform were more favored by the Beast God, which is why they were able to have powerful beast forms.

It's ironic that they paid for all of this with their lives.

Some people can't accept this fact, thinking back to how they once begged their relatives to transform into human form and carry them across the grasslands, just to satisfy their vanity.

He started crouching on the ground, clutching his head and shouting, "It's impossible! How could this happen... You must be lying! You're all liars!"

Recalling how they would always send him out to gather resources after he transformed into his beast form, forbidding him from staying in the cave, he knew that what the leader said was true.

Unexpectedly, he himself became an executioner, pushing his loved ones into the abyss.

Those around him were unsure what to do given his strong reaction.

"Now send those shouting tribesmen back to their caves and let them calm down," the chieftain said again.

As the surroundings gradually quieted down, I know this news is hard for everyone to accept, but it is indeed an indisputable fact.

We have been trying to find out what the cause is or what the solution is, but unfortunately we haven't found anything yet.

Now the divine messenger has brought us a new solution, as long as we try our best not to transform into beast form.

Although this reduces everyone's combat power, it also increases our lifespan, freeing us from the pain of each beast transformation.

Previously, there was no other way, because everyone had to transform into beast form to hunt in order to survive and obtain food so as not to starve to death.

We can now use humanoid figures to hunt and employ traps to capture prey.

Moreover, Lu Yao also taught us how to raise Humming Beasts and grow potatoes, which would prevent us from being threatened by hunger.

I believe that even if we don't transform into beast forms in the near future, everyone's lives will still be good.

This time, Lu Yao helped us get so many mounts, which means we can travel very fast even without using our beast forms.

Do you still think it's wrong to use the barbecue seasoning recipe to exchange for a Tailed Feather Dragon?

Upon hearing the leader's explanation, everyone shook their heads in unison, indicating that it was correct.

"The messenger of God is not wrong! Thank you, messenger of God."

"Thank you, divine messenger,"

……

As voices of gratitude rang out for Lu Yao, everyone knew that the clansmen had now accepted the matter.

"Alright, now that everyone agrees on this matter, let's talk about the items displayed in the square."

The surrounding crowd gradually fell silent, listening quietly to the leader's explanation.

This time it went very smoothly, and the tribespeople did not say anything hurtful again.

"Alright, all the benefits from this exchange are here. The chief has already explained it to everyone." The high shaman added, recalling the tribesmen's lack of understanding about exchanging for mounts.

"These were all exchanged by Lu Yao and the others from other beastmen, so we don't know if they will grow into the shape that everyone expects, just as we thought."

So let me state this in advance: what the seeds will ultimately grow into is completely unknown. If the grown product doesn't meet everyone's expectations...

The high shaman looked around and said sternly, "If I hear you whispering among your cricket messengers in private, don't blame me for being impolite and showing no mercy."

The leader continued, his voice deep and powerful, each word carrying an irresistible authority: "Let's put everything out in the open and face it together as a united whole, solving it together."

Don't try to hide anything or do anything underhanded.

I'm telling you, if we discover any improper thoughts or actions you might have in private, it won't be something that can be easily let off the hook; you will be subject to the tribe's most severe punishment.

His gaze was sharp as he swept over everyone present, his eyes revealing an unwavering determination.

"Anyone who undermines tribal unity is our enemy, no matter who you are or what your status is in the tribe, you will not be forgiven."

Our tribe is our shared home, the foundation of our survival, and we must do everything in our power to maintain its harmony and stability.

"Anything that is detrimental to the development of the tribe must not be done! We must work together to promote the development of the tribe."

At this point, the leader paused slightly, allowing his words to leave a deeper impression on everyone.

Then, he raised his voice again and asked, "Did you all understand what I said?"

Those present nodded in agreement, their expressions solemn.

They knew that the chief's words were not just a warning, but also an expectation and promise for the tribe's future.

They must keep this in mind and always be vigilant.