Yet this kind of deliciousness, on the first day of his captivity, as he waited excitedly in line for food, those lofty Dragon Nest Beastn looked into the pot of kudzu root with expressions of disappointnt.
He couldn't understand at all why so of the old mbers of the Dragon Nest Tribe showed disdain when looking at the kudzu root porridge in their bowls during alti. This was absolutely delicious kudzu root!
Kudzu root is so delicious, no matter how much you admire and enjoy it, it's never too much. How could anyone disdain it?
Really can't understand.
However, facing the fragrant kudzu root porridge in his bowl, Ratman Bill quickly threw these doubts aside and started eating the food in his bowl in large mouthfuls.
After licking the kudzu root porridge in the bowl clean, Ratman Bill still felt unsatisfied and couldn't help but look towards the place where the food was being distributed.
Then, he suddenly noticed a fellow captive, who had just finished eating and licking the bowl clean, sneakily looking around. Then, taking advantage of most people not paying attention, he swiftly got back in line with his bowl!
But he wasn't the only one doing this. Not long after, another captive sneakily joined the back of the line, hoping to blend in and get a second helping of kudzu root porridge!
Ratman Bill was initially dumbfounded but then quickly beca furious, his eyes burning with rage.
These dirty, shaless, despicable, brazen beastn scoundrels, how could they behave like this? Where is their beastman pride!!!
Ratman Bill was beside himself with anger, his eyes continuously searching, hoping to see a Dragon Nest Beastman officer maintaining order appear.
However, those instructors had already left to eat, leaving only a few of the smaller beastn to maintain order.
Bill thought carefully, realizing that in this way, he was at a disadvantage.
So, Ratman Bill, taking advantage of the surrounding people's inattention, decisively sneaked into the line waiting for food.
He couldn't let himself suffer, so he decided to go with the flow.
In his indignation and with a heart full of condemnation and disdain towards his other companions, Ratman Bill consud a full five bowls of kudzu root porridge, almost to the point of being unable to stand up.
It was only later that Bill learned that beastman captives like them were actually not restricted on food. Thɪs chapter is updated by ⓝovelFire
Because those kudzu roots, boiled with their skin in a big pot, were the lowest-grade malford produce from the fields. Anyone who lived in the Dragon Nest Tribe for a period of ti had no fondness for this perennial staple food, not to ntion the broken food made from these inferior, defective kudzu roots?
Perhaps when they first joined the Dragon Nest Tribe and underwent a month of military training transformation, they were no different from the current Bill and others. But after living in the Dragon Nest Tribe for a considerable ti and having solved their basic needs, naturally, they desired better-tasting, more delicious food.
Having enough delicious food to fill their stomach every day, and a comfortable house to sleep in at night, if not for the arduous daily training and heavy routine labor, Ratman Bill might have thought he had returned to the Divine Kingdom of the Beast God.
A month of military training transformation, followed by Ratman Bill being praised by the beastman instructors for his diligent training and work efforts, as well as his good political awareness, thus joining in the loyalty ceremony to His Highness Austin as one of the outstanding representatives among the beastman captives.
Bill continued to work diligently afterward, cherishing life in the Dragon Nest Tribe.
Thinking back to the days of hunger and cold in the previous tribe, struggling for a al from day to day, Bill was determined not to return to the past. He worked hard to express himself and contributed efforts to the construction of the Dragon Nest Tribe.
...
Looking at these ruins that almost disappeared in front of him and recalling the experiences of the past two months, it all seed like a dream.
Two months was enough for the hardworking Bill to stand out, coinciding with Austin's decision to lead the team in clearing the nearby hazardous areas, setting their sights on the Wet Bone Forest, and requiring so native guides for this operation, among which the outstanding Bill was one.
Now Bill stood here again, his hand gripping the long spear, trembling slightly, with sweat pouring down his forehead.
After a month of military training transformation and a month of work solidification, Bill's mind had already beco incredibly loyal to the great His Highness Austin, willing to risk his life and shed blood for His Highness Austin's grand cause.
But at this mont, facing the shadow that had lood over him since childhood, Bill couldn't help but feel afraid.
This terrifying Wet Bone Forest was no simple place, shrouded in the shadow of fog, harboring terrifying horrors within.
Could the Dragon Nest Legion truly succeed in clearing such an evil forest?
Looking at the fog-covered Wet Bone Forest ahead, Ratman Bill couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Hey, Bill, hurry back, the battle is about to start."
At this mont, a familiar voice ca from behind, belonging to one of Bill's beastman companions.
"Okay, I know, I'll be right there."
Bill quickly turned around and walked back towards the camp.
At this ti, the outskirts of the Wet Bone Forest had been cleared by the Dragon Nest Beastn into a large open area. A significant amount of weapons and supplies were transported here by buffaloes, with fences erected around the camp encompassing it simply.
Around them, the Dragon Nest Beastn busily wielded weapons, transporting supplies, and distributing arms, seeming ready to advance.
Sure enough, not long after, with the sound of a horn, a large number of Beastn gathered on the open ground of the camp, forming well-organized formations that looked sharp and angular.
As the formations adjusted, copper armor clashed, emitting a shattering sound. The sharp copper spears held in their hands pointed towards the sky like groves of sharp copper spear forests, exuding a trendously powerful military aura.
At the forefront of the formation, the assembled Bill glanced unobtrusively towards the direction of the command platform.
Standing on the several-ter-high command platform were high-ranking figures of the Dragon Nest Tribe.
For example, the Lizardman Rodney, whose body was several tis taller than Bill, was the Legion Commander in charge of the entire Dragon Nest Tribe's legions and was the Tribe's foremost warrior.
Next to Rodney stood the smart and resourceful Fox-faced Man Quik, who assisted in managing various internal affairs of the Dragon Nest Tribe, and it was said that the Tribe's unique dical system was established by him.
Whether it was Lizardman Rodney or Fox-faced Man Quik, these two were both towering, high-ranking figures to Bill.
To the extent that in his two months of life in the Dragon Nest Tribe, apart from major official occasions like the ceremony marking the official integration of a class of trained beastn captives into the Tribe, he rarely had the chance to see these two standing at the top of the Dragon Nest Tribe, ruling over tens of thousands of beastn.
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