Chapter 648 - 40: Cannon Fodder Bootlicker in the Beast World Farming Novel

Massive boulders descended from the sky, leaving the Tiger Clan with no means of resistance.

The leading group of Tiger Clan warriors had already been largely massacred by arrows, while those at the back were crushed into pulp by the stones.

Flanked from both sides, this unprecedented combat strategy and terrifying fighting power left the Tiger Clan, who had been clamoring to flatten the tribe, now solely focused on fleeing for their lives.

They weren’t fools, after all, to continue throwing themselves into death’s path at this juncture.

They really had no deep enmity with the New Tribe, nor any territorial disputes, yet so many brothers had died on the leader’s command.

Seeing the Tiger Clan showing signs of defeat, Jiang Lai spoke up again.

"If you leave now, we’ll cease hostilities."

Without a leader, the remaining Tiger Clan warriors were left without a backbone and didn’t know what to do.

But they quickly elected a new spokesperson, a strong male who roared, causing all the Tiger Clan members behind him to immediately cease their attack.

"You’ve killed so many of our brothers!! Give us an explanation, or we’ll fight you to the death!"

Indeed, many Tiger Clan members had perished.

"What I just said wasn’t a negotiation.

If you leave now, that’s all the losses you’ll suffer.

If you don’t, I’m fully confident that you’ll never leave here!

What’s it going to be? Want to keep fighting?"

This left the Tiger Clan silent.

"If I were you, I’d leave here now, take your leader’s body, then check out the log cabin behind you. Think carefully about why you fought this battle.

Your leader had you risk life and limb just to make a point for the female he fancied.

Your lives are valuable, too, and they only come once. If they’re lost, they’re lost. If others don’t cherish you, you must cherish yourselves. Don’t lose your life due to someone else’s foolishness."

After speaking, Jiang Lai raised the crossbow in his hand again, aiming it at the recently elected spokesperson at the front.

"I’ll ask one last time. Do you still want to continue fighting?"

Sweat dripped down his back. Remembering the gruesome sight of their leader getting skewered by an arrow, he became even more anxious as he was now in the bow’s sights.

He had no desire to become the next unfortunate victim, so he turned and left without hesitation.

The remaining Tiger Clan warriors exchanged looks of bewilderment. They had come here with one order from their leader to attack other tribes.

This was familiar enough—a land grab, essentially.

But no one had anticipated that the most powerful on the Beast World Continent would be so thoroughly outmatched by a small tribe.

The enemy was hidden while they were exposed.

The enemy had the high ground while they were on the low ground.

Not to mention, the opponent possessed so many weapons they had never even seen—terrifyingly potent weapons that seemed similar to bows but could easily pierce their tough hides.

And each arrow could easily claim a life.

At this point, any further fighting was just suicide. If the enemy had more weapons, the Tiger Clan might truly be wiped out this time.

Thus, under Jiang Lai’s watchful gaze, the Tiger Clan, which had arrived furiously, departed dejectedly, leaving behind a scene of devastation, serving as the most silent of deterrents, renewing the entire forest’s view of the New Tribe once again.

The leader of the New Tribe was indeed the Beast Spirit-blessed king of the Beast World, effortlessly defeating even the strongest Tiger Clan.

Thus, the title of "Beast King" for Jiang Lai spread this way.

"Hahaha, a Beast King, huh? Jiang Lai, how does it feel to be the Beast King?"

Little Buding never missed a chance to mock Jiang Lai.

Yet, as always, Jiang Lai was unaffected by his mockery.

"I still don’t think that title is intimidating enough. Since the Beast World doesn’t have a term like ’daddy,’ why not have everyone call me Daddy? I want to be everyone’s dad."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Little Buding replied.

"When it comes to perversion, I really can’t compete with you."

Jiang Lai was becoming more and more twisted, and Little Buding felt that as a normal person, it was becoming increasingly difficult to interact with her normally.

——

The Tiger Clan had retreated, and the Wolf Clan was nowhere to be found, leaving Mu Mianmian feeling a newfound sense of fear.

Luckily, the beastmen in the forest wouldn’t harm her.

But no beastmen would be at her beck and call anymore, and in this situation, even three meals a day became a problem for Mu Mianmian.

Initially, she had placed her hopes on the Tiger Clan leader, but she had never imagined that the vast Tiger Clan wouldn’t stand a chance against Jiang Lai.

As a fellow transmigrator, the other had countless ’gold fingers,’ while what did she have? Nothing at all.

The more Mu Mianmian thought about it, the more unwilling she felt. Closing her eyes, all she could see was Jiang Lai’s arrogant face.

A piece of modern society’s garbage, now lording over the Beast World.

Yet, she wracked her brain but couldn’t come up with a way to overturn her fate and get revenge. Then she remembered a beastman she had met upon arriving in the Beast World.

He had once promised her that he would do anything for her.

Remembering this, Mu Mianmian hurriedly dragged her still-recovering body toward the edge of the forest.

After the previous incident with the drugging, Little Buding rarely logged out, constantly monitoring Mu Mianmian’s movements.

So, when he discovered Mu Mianmian leaving the forest, he informed Jiang Lai immediately.

"Where do you think she’s going?"

"If you’re that curious, follow her and see."

"You’re not curious at all?"

"Not curious."

Jiang Lai truly wasn’t curious.

Because Mu Mianmian had nothing to do with her tasks.

After the battle with the Tiger Clan, Jiang Lai used the newest batch of clay bricks to reinforce the walls once more.

This time, she expanded the walls significantly outward, using the snowy mountain as the center and spreading outward toward the forest.

Due to the large-scale construction, Jiang Lai enlisted the old leader to recruit outside workers.

Obedient, reliable, and capable workers.

These were the minimum requirements.

Now, the tribe’s population had grown from just over a dozen people to more than a hundred.

The land watered by the springs was extremely fertile, not quite as rich as the central area, but the seeds planted there thrived.

Jiang Lai divided the inside of the tribe into three areas: a residential area, a planting area, and a smelting area.

Living within, every three beastmen received a small parcel of land; seeds were distributed by the tribe, and after yielding a portion according to the tribe’s ratio, the rest was theirs to keep.

The residential area was all single-family brick houses, with three households sharing one kitchen and one dry toilet, which they had to clean themselves.

Of course, the beastmen living there had to obey orders.

This meant they had to complete their daily iron-smelting and brick-making tasks on time, with each person having a quota, and any excess could be exchanged for currency used within the tribe.

A currency made of iron coins; with iron coins, they could exchange for daily necessities at the tribe’s marketplace.