Chapter 284: Give You All the Taro

The Fierce Lion Shaman also sighed deeply: "Our strength can't improve; if we encounter a beast tide, how will we survive?"

The Black Wolf Shaman's face was dark: "Last year they wanted to increase the tribute amount, we shouldn't have agreed; if they want to increase again this year, what can we do?"

Inside the cave the atmosphere was tense, the chiefs of several tribes were racking their brains for the tribe's survival, but outside the cave it was filled with the joyful voices of the Snow Tiger Clan people.

Ordinary tribespeople didn't know about the impending difficulties; they only knew that this year there were houses that would collapse if it didn't rain, and there was abundant food, which was a good life.

In the evening, the beastman warrior who went down the mountain to gather food brought back some bad news.

The shaman had the half-beast warrior deliver a message: it will rain again the day after tomorrow.

Wu Yue, who had been sitting with the tribespeople eating delicious food, suddenly lost her appetite.

In the taro field, many had already begun to rot, but to avoid waste, Wu Yue collected all that were still edible and prepared to make dried taro.

She shoved the food in her hand into her mouth, chewing and swallowing it.

Wu Yue clapped her hands and stood up: "Tribespeople, when we dug the taro today we already found many spoiled ones; if it rains the day after tomorrow and we leave them in the ground, even more will rot."

She pointed at the fragrant taro everyone was eating and said: "Everyone knows how delicious this food is when roasted over fire; are we just going to watch so much of it rot in the ground?"

The males looked at the food in their hands, then at Wu Yue, and decisively stood up: "Absolutely not."

"Such delicious food, Yue said it could be stored for a long time in the cellar; we can't just watch them rot."

"Yue, we won't rest today; everyone will gather all the taro here together."

"Yes, we won't rest; we'll gather all the taro here together."

The pure human males were all excited, but what concerned Wu Yue was the many slaves not far away.

They were very silent, lifeless.

Wu Yue stood up, glanced at the pure human males, then stepped toward the slaves.

Teng Kun saw this and hurriedly followed; after a moment of looking at each other, the males also went that way.

Wu Yue watched the numb slaves chewing on their grass balls in their hands, and clapped her hands.

The clear sound attracted the slaves' attention; they lifted their dirty heads and all looked at Wu Yue.

Being stared at by so many numb eyes, Wu Yue felt a spiritual jolt, which made her think of herself involuntarily.

If it weren't for the ferocious beast crystal core left by her original host's father, she feared she would now be one of those slaves, or already become nutrients of the Polar Forest.

She looked at the slaves with determined eyes: "If we can dig out the taro before the rain, I will personally apply to the chief and the shaman so that each of you can receive a taro."

As soon as Wu Yue's words fell, the slaves erupted in an uproar; the shock was not only among the slaves, but also among the pure human males nearby.

Slaves are meant to work; no matter how much they contribute, it's only right; the tribe just needs to give them some food to ensure they don't starve to death.

"Yue, the tribe has never distributed its acquired food to slaves."

A male spoke up.

That sentence was like a torrential downpour, once again extinguishing the faint spark of fire that had risen in the slaves' eyes.