Chapter 2748: One Force Breaks Myriad Laws

The capable eat more, the incapable eat less; among the Human Race, eating follows this rule.

Zhao Tianqing's words were spoken with conviction and reason, and besides, the matter of grabbing food was originally done by the Iron Peak Tribe's people.

If the Human Race retaliates using the same means, that is obviously not a problem.

Of course, the Iron Peak Clan Chief could also simply ignore reason by force, after all, if your strength is greater, that's how it is.

But the problem is that Ye Zhangqing must consider this.

So, upon hearing Zhao Tianqing's words, the Iron Peak Clan Chief fell silent for a moment, then asked in a deep voice.

"So what do you mean?"

In response to this question, Zhao Tianqing naturally had his reply ready, speaking calmly and neither humble nor arrogant.

"My meaning is simple: fairness."

"Fairness?"

"Yes, just as our Human Race did before, everything depends on ability: the capable eat more, the incapable eat less, and skill is shown on the spot."

Hmm???

Hearing this, the Iron Peak Clan Chief was stunned, then looked at Zhao Tianqing with a strange expression, wondering if this guy had gone mad.

Actually wanting to settle things with the Barbarian God Tribe by skill, did he forget how they came to the Iron Peak Tribe? It couldn't be that they walked here on their own, could it?

Clearly they were already defeated, could it be that he still doesn't realize it in his heart?

However, Zhao Tianqing's words were clearly thought out, and grabbing food certainly has its rules.

It couldn't be without limits, and besides, the Dao One Immortal Sect already has an answer—just follow it.

If we can't even copy it, we might as well buy a piece of tofu and kill ourselves.

Immediately, Zhao Tianqing explained the food-grabbing rules of the Dao One Immortal Sect in full.

After listening, the Iron Peak Clan Chief hesitated; if we add so many restrictions…………………

But before he could make up his mind, a tribesman of the Iron Peak Tribe laughed loudly from below.

"Clan Chief, since the Human Race wants fairness, we'll give it to them—those who are able eat more, that is indeed reasonable."

After translation by the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon beside them, many Iron Peak Tribe members understood Zhao Tianqing's words.

Not only did they feel no displeasure, on the contrary, many Iron Peak Tribe members' eyes lit up.

Originally they didn't want to go too far, but they couldn't help wanting to eat.

The Barbarian God Tribe's appetite is naturally large, and with Ye Zhangqing's food being so tempting, limiting each meal to one bowl of rice leaves them unsatisfied.

Now it's good; Zhao Tianqing's words exactly match everyone's wishes.

Let the capable eat more—isn't that the best reason?

Seeing the eager gazes of the tribesmen below, the Iron Peak Clan Chief hesitated, then nodded in agreement.

Since both sides have no objections, he naturally has nothing to refuse.

Anyway, as clan chief and with the other elders, we don't need to grab food; each meal we have our own private stove, you have no objections, so I have even less.

The Iron Peak Clan Chief nodded, the other elders voiced no opposition, and the matter was settled.

At this moment, Ye Zhangqing beside them spoke helplessly.

"Wait a moment."

"Ye Xiaoyou, do you have something?"

Ye Zhangqing spoke, and everyone's gaze naturally turned to him; under countless eyes, Ye Zhangqing smiled helplessly.

"That… the Tree Ghost of the Black Mist Forest also agrees."

Hmm???

"What do they agree to?"

Upon hearing this, an Iron Peak Tribe member said with a doubtful expression.

They were discussing grabbing food here; what does the Black Mist Forest's Tree Ghost have to do with it? Do you have a say? Stop butting in.

But Ye Zhangqing's following words left everyone stunned.

"The Tree Ghost of the Black Mist Forest also wants to join."

I had forgotten that the Black Mist Forest's Tree Ghosts also need to eat; I hadn't thought of this before, so it's a bit awkward.

However, since Ye Zhangqing has spoken, neither the Iron Peak Tribe nor Zhao Tianqing's side has anyone objecting; let them join, after all, one more makes no difference.

What was originally a chaotic scuffle was thus calmed down.

After the Iron Peak Clan Chief and others left, the damaged area was repaired by Zhao Tianqing and his people together with the Iron Peak Tribe members themselves.

Anyway, everyone pitched in, everyone had a share, so we repaired it together.

For this, everyone had no objections.

Soon they began busily repairing the destroyed houses; both sides were harmonious, with no trace of the earlier tension.

It looked like unity and cooperation, as close as family, with talking and laughing along the way; although there was an Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon translating, it had no effect at all.

However, this harmony did not last long; by lunchtime.

The busy crowd put down their tasks one by one, each staring eagerly toward the Fire Room.

The surroundings were all ruins, but only the Fire Room, during the earlier scuffle, everyone had intentionally avoided.

They even secretly kept watch to protect it, so the Fire Room remained untouched.

At this moment, the aroma of the food had slowly wafted out; smelling that familiar and tempting scent, a hint of gunpowder gradually rose among the people.

"When eating, there is no father-son; let skill decide."

"That's natural."

No one retreated; although in strength, the Human Race cannot match these people of the Iron Peak Tribe.

But this is grabbing food, not a life-and-death fight, and various rules limit everyone's actions.

The Human Race is confident in its advantage in experience, and moreover, various means are obviously far richer than those of the Barbarian God Tribe.

Only binding-type means can be used, and one must not harm people; just this alone would likely weaken the Barbarian God Tribe by eighty percent.

Do you have binding-type means? So the advantage is mine.

Zhao Tianqing and other Human Race cultivators still have confidence in their hearts; they dare not speak of other aspects, but when it comes to grabbing food, how long have they been eating? Their experience is not something these raw recruits can compare to.

No experience? Then you'll have to pay the tuition.

As the meals were brought out by Tianlin and Miao Qianqian, the gazes of the two sides met, and sparks seemed to fly in the air.

"Attack!"

The Iron Peak Tribe couldn't hold back any longer and charged straight toward the food distribution area.

Seeing this, Zhao Tianqing and the others naturally refused to yield and immediately moved to stop them.

"Stop them!"

The binding-type means mastered by the Human Race can truly be described as endless; for example, the Binding Hand used by disciples of the Dao One Immortal Sect in the lower realm is considered too lowly for everyone.

The binding ability is too poor, rather useless, completely useless, and is despised.

At this moment, everyone is using higher-level binding-type means, which will surely make these Iron Peak Tribe folks doubt life.

Immediately, everyone displayed their skills, and various binding-type means emerged endlessly, leaving onlookers dazzled.

Yet the Iron Peak Tribe members had only rushed out less than five meters when many of them were successively trapped.

For a moment, it seemed indeed difficult to make any progress.