Beck was well aware of his grandfather’s and fellow clansn’s concerns, and he didn’t quite know what to say; he could only speak from his own experience, as it was, after all, the most truthful.
Dean listened and felt reassured in his heart.
He believed his grandson would never deceive him.
Then the questioning continued, "Can we really find work within the territory?"
"Yes! And even if you can’t find work within the territory, you can join groups to hunt Demon Beasts. While our strength may be relatively weak among the beastn, here it is not weak. I suggest that the older clansn stay within the territory, while the younger ones could go outside the territory to improve their strength," Beck said earnestly.
"The Tiger-n and Kobolds seem to have a special status in the territory?" Glen chid in from the side.
"They were summoned here before and beca Soldiers of the territory directly because of their strong combat ability. As the territory grew stronger, there’s been little summoning, except for those with unique Skills," Beck explained frankly, "Now, the newly-arrived Tiger-n and Kobolds cannot beco Soldiers imdiately unless they accumulate enough Contribution points."
"How do you earn Contribution points?" Glen quickly asked, becoming a Resident of Hope Village, she noticed that a Contribution section had been added to her interface, and she saw an explanation for Contribution points. What she cared about now was how to earn Contribution points as quickly as possible.
Beck glanced at Glen, speaking with a gentleness, "One way is to exchange resources with the territory, and the territory will grant Contribution points accordingly. The more precious the resource, the higher the Contribution points. Of course, larger quantities can also yield a good amount. Besides, making contributions to the territory, like performing excellently in a Territory War or completing missions for the territory. The fastest way recently, I’m afraid, is the Territory War! It’s only a few days away!"
"Wouldn’t the territory use us beastn as cannon fodder if we fight on its behalf?" Glen couldn’t help but speculate.
So many beastn had been suddenly taken into the territory not long before the Territory War.
Everyone knew the extraordinary combat prowess of beastn.
Listening to this, Beck’s usually friendly face displayed a flash of anger, "If you don’t know, don’t talk nonsense. In the last battle between our Human Territory and the Beastman Territory, many of the opposing beastn died, but not a single one from our territory."
Glen hadn’t expected Beck to get so angry, but the information he revealed was good for her.
She quickly apologized, "I just don’t understand the situation here and I’m a bit worried since before, we were captured by humans intending to sell us as slaves."
At the ntion of the word "slaves," Beck indeed beca less angry.
It’s human nature after all!
He then said, "Forget it, you didn’t know before. Now that you know, so things are better left unsaid."
"Mhm," Glen nodded.
She had started to notice.
The beastn of this territory were very protective of their territory!
And Dean on the side noticed too, his grandson perhaps already saw himself as a mber of the Human Territory.
Good, good.
It ant that beastn were genuinely doing well in this territory.
Following this, the other Sheep-headed n continued to inquire about various matters.
Beck patiently answered all their questions.
And with his answers, the Sheep-headed n’s hearts gradually settled down.
"Gurgle, gurgle~"
At that mont, many stomachs began to rumble.
They were all starting to feel hungry.
Seeing this, Beck smiled and then said, "I’ve told you the situation. Now, you can have a look around the territory on your own; there’s plenty to eat here! Moreover, by walking around yourselves, you’ll get to understand the territory much quicker."
Listening to Beck, the Sheep-headed n looked at each other and then began to leave in small groups.
After all, with over two hundred of them, it wasn’t so convenient to go out all at once. It was indeed better to scatter.
When mostly everyone had left, Beck turned to Dean, "Grandpa, let take you to eat sothing."
"Okay," Dean nodded.
At that mont, Glen on the side asked, "Can I co with you?"
Beck glanced at Glen, and after a mont of silence, he agreed.
Their clan, the Fox Beastn, indeed had too few individuals; it was normal for them to lack a sense of security.
He wanted them to get to know Hope Village better, to understand that Hope Village was such a good territory.
After Beck agreed, Glen told the remaining Fox Beastn to go about freely, believing that their intelligence would help them understand the details of Hope Village.
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