Chapter 348: 208 Chapter Black Snake Tribe_2
“Then it’s troubleso.” Jiang Xuan furrowed his brows.
A large tribe, with a population of at least ten thousand, and extrely formidable combat power.
Most importantly, each Great Tribe Totem God is a terrifying existence.
They can stand out from nurous small and dium tribes and grow step by step into a Great Tribe Totem God; their strength is undoubtedly formidable.
Can the Vine Tribe, allied with other tribes, defeat a dium-sized tribe, but can they defeat a large tribe?
Jiang Xuan felt uncertain and even a bit panicked.
“Have you found out which large tribe in the Western Wilderness it is?”
“According to those wanderers, this tribe rears a lot of snakes. I asked the tribes migrating from the Western Wilderness; there’s only one large tribe that raises snakes there, and that’s the Black Snake Tribe.”
“The Black Snake Tribe… Is this tribe powerful?”
With a serious expression, Feng Chao said, “According to the people from the West Wilderness Tribe, the Black Snake Tribe is indeed very powerful.”
“Trouble…”
Jiang Xuan closed his eyes. He originally thought that after dealing with the Fierce Bird Tribe, at least there would be so ti to develop peacefully. Unexpectedly, an even more powerful tribe erged.
After a while, Jiang Xuan reopened his eyes and said, “Go investigate further. Try to gather as much information as possible about the Black Snake Tribe.”
“Yes!”
Feng Chao left; she needed to lead the Thorny Vine to continue gathering information.
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Chapter 208: The Black Snake Tribe
Western Wilderness, the Great Rift Valley continues to split.
“Rumble…”
The ground is constantly splitting. Almost all animals along the way are fleeing, and huge, terrifying rocks are continuously falling into the deep, bottomless rift.
Earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, tsunamis, abnormal climate, and other disasters loom like heavy clouds over the land of the Western Wilderness for a long ti.
The harsh environnt, due to various disasters and extre weather, coupled with large-scale desertification, makes survival here exceedingly difficult, if not impossible.
In such circumstances, tribes originally reluctant to leave their holand were forced to embark on migration for survival.
This included so large tribes who were barely holding on before.
Large tribes migrating are more troubleso than small tribes because they have more people and require more resources, making peaceful migration almost impossible.
Once they embark on the road of migration, it ans they have to grab a sufficiently large territory elsewhere.
The problem is, how many places can accommodate a large tribe? Will the natives agree?
…
Southern Wilderness, Vine Tribe.
A glowing vine bridge stretches from Stone Mountain all the way to the Feiyu River.
“Splash…”
One by one, giant water scorpions erge, rushing out of the water and climbing up along the vine bridge.
The annual summoning ceremony has begun again.
A few days later, these giant water scorpions will transform into giant dragonflies, just like every year, to catch insects for the Vine Tribe and to fight for the tribe.
“There are significantly more giant water scorpions this year than in previous years.”
Jiang Xuan looked at the giant water scorpions on the vine bridge and could clearly feel that there were more compared to the previous years, even without counting carefully.
After all the water scorpions climbed up, Chi Shao said, “A total of one hundred and eight.”
Jiang Xuan sighed, “One hundred and eight giant dragonflies? That’s nearly double last year’s number!”
The number and ti of tamorphosis of giant dragonflies vary daily, and today’s number is particularly high.
Perhaps this is because ever since the Vine Tribe settled here, they’ve caught many large fish, reducing competition for the giant water scorpions in the Feiyu River and increasing their survival rate.
“Buzz…”
Once all the giant water scorpions climbed up, the vine bridge began to retract until it coiled around the massive Stone Mountain again.
The giant water scorpions clung tightly to the vines. Once they found their spots, they stopped moving, seemingly petrified.
Mist enveloped Stone Mountain again, obscuring the true form of the Divine Vine.
“Alright, everyone get back to work.”
Jiang Xuan called out, and the tribespeople gathered by the Feiyu River dispersed, heading in small groups to their respective tasks while excitedly discussing the giant dragonflies.
Jiang Xuan also returned to his house.
Sumr had arrived, and the weather was getting hotter. Having stayed outside for so long, he was already drenched in sweat.
“Have so pickled vegetables to cool off.”
Jiang Xuan recalled the snow-water pickles he made last winter, and saliva began to pool in his mouth unconsciously.
Last winter, Jiang Xuan made two jars of pickles with snow water. He had already shared one with Chi Shao and others, but he had been reluctant to eat the other.
In this unbearable heat, eating so tangy pickles would help cool him down.
He washed a long-handled spoon, then took a pottery bowl and went to the corner of the room to open the pickle jar lid. A refreshing sour aroma rushed into his nostrils imdiately.
Jiang Xuan scooped half a bowl of pickles from the jar with the spoon, then closed the jar lid.
He returned to the table, placed the pottery bowl and spoon on it, and picked up a pair of chopsticks.
In the pottery bowl, the beans, bell peppers, radishes, and other vegetables had turned a golden yellow, looking very appealing.
Jiang Xuan picked a bean with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth, feeling the sour taste rush straight to his head. That tanginess is sothing one can only experience by trying it.
Actually, these vegetables, although resembling the beans and radishes Jiang Xuan knew from his previous life, are an entirely different species.
But their tangy taste after being pickled is similar.
Jiang Xuan ate half a bowl of pickles in a row, feeling his teeth had softened: “So sour, it must have been pickled for too long.”
Pickled vegetables are best when just right – not too sour, crisp, and delicious to bite into.
This jar of pickles had been pickled for over half a year, making them too sour and not crisp enough, rather mushy instead.
After eating the pickles, Jiang Xuan cleaned the pottery bowl, chopsticks, and spoon, then went to the yard to work.
He planted a lot of vegetables in the yard, often needing to do so weeding, fertilizing, and soil cultivating.
He carried a hoe, went into the yard, and patiently weeded the vegetables.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
“Knock, knock, knock.”
“Who is it?”
“Chieftain, it’s , Feng Chao.”
Jiang Xuan looked around. Tang Yuan, usually responsible for opening the door, was not there, and Yue Ya was out foraging, so he had to put down his hoe and open the door himself.
“Creak…”
The courtyard gate opened, and Feng Chao hurriedly walked in, with a very serious expression and urgency in her eyes.
“Feng Chao, what’s happened?”
“Chieftain, a large tribe from the Western Wilderness is migrating this way, wiping out several small tribes along the way.”
Upon hearing Feng Chao’s words, Jiang Xuan’s expression changed, “Is the information accurate? Is it really a large tribe?”
“It’s absolutely accurate because so wanderers from the destroyed tribes have already fled to our vicinity.”
“Then it’s troubleso.” Jiang Xuan furrowed his brows.
A large tribe, with a population of at least ten thousand, and extrely formidable combat power.
Most importantly, each Great Tribe Totem God is a terrifying existence.
They can stand out from nurous small and dium tribes and grow step by step into a Great Tribe Totem God; their strength is undoubtedly formidable.
Can the Vine Tribe, allied with other tribes, defeat a dium-sized tribe, but can they defeat a large tribe?
Jiang Xuan felt uncertain and even a bit panicked.
“Have you found out which large tribe in the Western Wilderness it is?”
“According to those wanderers, this tribe rears a lot of snakes. I asked the tribes migrating from the Western Wilderness; there’s only one large tribe that raises snakes there, and that’s the Black Snake Tribe.”
“The Black Snake Tribe… Is this tribe powerful?”
With a serious expression, Feng Chao said, “According to the people from the West Wilderness Tribe, the Black Snake Tribe is indeed very powerful.”
“Trouble…”
Jiang Xuan closed his eyes. He originally thought that after dealing with the Fierce Bird Tribe, at least there would be so ti to develop peacefully. Unexpectedly, an even more powerful tribe erged.
After a while, Jiang Xuan reopened his eyes and said, “Go investigate further. Try to gather as much information as possible about the Black Snake Tribe.”
“Yes!”
Feng Chao left; she needed to lead the Thorny Vine to continue gathering information.
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