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Lu Zhu said forlornly, "It’s a pity about those Ice Lotus in the Great Swamp."

The Beaver Tribe’s Ice Lotus was once their most important specialty.

Ice Lotus has a cooling and sweet taste, making it the top choice to beat the sumr heat, and it also sowhat enhances a warrior’s strength.

Just like the Magic Mushroom of the Mountain Turtle Tribe, the Beaver Tribe once relied on the Ice Lotus to trade a lot of goods with other tribes every year, making substantial profits.

But now, they have migrated to a new location and lost Ice Lotus as a unique local product.

Jing Jie curiously asked, "Didn’t you carry so Ice Lotus seeds with you when you moved?"

Lu Zhu said bitterly, "We did, but Ice Lotus is naturally suited to the Great Swamp, and after bringing it here, it grew poorly, and the taste declined significantly."

Jing Jie nodded understandingly, because the Vine Tribe is now also planting so Ice Lotus in deep ponds, but compared to those in the Great Swamp, the difference is stark.

Firstly, the appearance—the transplanted Ice Lotus is no longer crystal clear; secondly, the taste—it no longer cools upon entry and doesn’t help boost a warrior’s strength.

In other words, the transplanted Ice Lotus has lost its special qualities and is not much better than regular lotus roots.

A specialty is so-called because it grows in a specific location where it can achieve the best taste and effect; leaving that place nullifies its advantage.

Jing Jie asked again, "How are you managing here?"

"We..."

Just as Lu Zhu was about to answer, a hunting and battle cry suddenly rang out from outside.

Lu Zhu’s expression changed, grabbing his weapon and running outside, leaving Jing Jie behind.

Currently, outside the Beaver Tribe, thousands of warriors from outside tribes were charging toward the Beaver Tribe.

Soon, the Beaver Tribe and the unexpectedly appeared tribe engaged in fierce combat.

Inside the house, the Vine Tribe warriors also gripped their weapons, looking tense.

"Leader, what should we do?"

They surrounded Jing Jie, waiting for him to make a decision.

Jing Jie frowned and pondered for a mont, saying, "Retreat to the boat first."

"Yes!"

The Vine Tribe warriors ran quickly outside with Jing Jie to the riverbank and boarded the boat.

Since the foreign tribe warriors ca from the forest and hadn’t yet attacked the Beaver Tribe, their retreat was relatively smooth.

After boarding the boat, Jing Jie finally had ti to observe the battle.

The attackers were the Ape Tribe.

The Ape Tribe is also a small tribe nearby, but they are much stronger than the Beaver Tribe, with roughly two thousand people and a monkey as their Totem God.

This ti, a large number of fierce monkeys accompanied the attack on the Beaver Tribe.

The Beaver Tribe, with roughly five hundred people after migration, has Large Water Otters strong in battle but far fewer in number than monkeys.

With a significant disparity in strength, the Beaver Tribe couldn’t withstand the attack.

"Into the water, hurry into the water!"

The Beaver Tribe leader, Lu Zhu, shouted loudly, and all the Beaver Tribe people fought while retreating.

The Beaver Tribe’s houses are half on the bank and half in the water.

When they retreated to the house, they jumped into the water from all directions without hesitation.

"Splash..."

Beaver Tribe mbers and those Large Water Otters jumped into the water, splashing everywhere.

Where Large Water Otters live, they often dig many holes, and most entrances are below the water surface, making it difficult for land-dwelling animals to enter apart from Water Beasts.

In the blink of an eye, Beaver Tribe mbers ran cleanly away, astonishingly fast.

This is one reason why the Beaver Tribe, though not strong, survives longer than many other tribes.

Escaping is also a skill.

"Find them, find them!"

The Ape Tribe leader was furious as he watched his easy victory slip away, jumping with anger.

However, Ape Tribe warriors still dared not enter the water, resulting only in futile searching.

They didn’t even find the Beaver Tribe’s food and various tools—tearing down the house was useless.

Were they to make this trip for nothing?

The Ape Tribe leader was extrely unwilling; he was counting on getting enough food from the Beaver Tribe for the winter.

Soon, the Ape Tribe leader turned his attention to the Vine Tribe fleet on the river.

He didn’t recognize "boats" as a water transportation tool or the Vine Tribe’s Totem Banner, but he guessed there should be food on board.

At this ti, the Vine Tribe fleet had just set sail, not yet leaving the river bay to deep water.

"Seize their things!"

With the Ape Tribe leader’s order, all warriors and monkeys rushed towards the Vine Tribe fleet, moving very quickly.

"Leader, what do we do?"

The crew on the boats panicked; they hadn’t expected to encounter such a situation on their first voyage.

Jing Jie gritted his teeth, saying, "Our boats will soon leave the riverbank for deeper water, everyone hold on."

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