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Chapter 147 [Beastly Race] (6300)

Chapter 142 [Beastly Race] (6300)

Chen Yan is cutting down a tree.

This is the fourth day since he was injured.

It was also his fifth day in this "realm".

The injury on his back has completely healed—but not because Chen Yan's physique has become that good.

But...

After he had been chopping down trees all day, the female monster grew impatient and finally took out the water bag, giving Chen Yan another sip of that milky white liquid.

A day later, the whip marks on Chen Yan's back had scabbed over. Two days later, the scabs fell off.

He only feels a slight itch on his back when he swings the axe; the pain is gone.

Moreover, Chen Yan had a feeling that because of the effect of that magical milky white liquid, his body was completely unharmed after this injury.

On the contrary, because he drank another sip, Chen Yan's physical condition improved once again.

This can be seen from his efficiency in cutting down trees.

Today, Chen Yan chopped down a total of thirty-three trees!
There were only twenty-six trees yesterday.

Chen Yan discovered something: the effects of the milky white liquid on his body did not dissipate immediately, but continued to exert their effects.

This effectiveness will be further enhanced and made more efficient when combined with physical exercise, that is, sufficient physical activity!
With this power, Chen Yan practically transformed into a "naturally born ox and horse body," his axe-wielding movements as he chopped down trees were incredibly powerful!

I would work myself to the point where I couldn't lift my arms anymore, until I was completely exhausted, before I would stop.

But after resting overnight, I woke up completely recovered!

All the physical exertion and muscle strain will disappear!
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Regarding the question of whether this place is a "domain," Chen Yan originally hoped to encounter the person named Du Li again while cutting down trees and try to get some information out of him.

Unfortunately, Chen Yan didn't get that chance.

After he recovered from his injuries, he returned to the work area in the forest where he was cutting down trees, but the area closest to him was the place where Du Li had originally cut down trees.

But it was a different person.

It was a completely different face—a gaunt man whose exposed skin was covered in various scars.

Chen Yan tried several times to attract the other person's attention and strike up a conversation, but the guy completely ignored him.

Perhaps he saw it, but simply ignored it indifferently.

The Blackrock overseer was gone, but a new overseer had taken over—a short but very muscular man.

That guy was carrying an iron hammer and wandering back and forth in the woods, occasionally wandering over to Chen Yan's place.

Chen Yan noticed that the new supervisor often looked at him with a malicious gaze.

Clearly malicious.

With this awareness, Chen Yan dared not provoke the human slave not far away—the new overseer was clearly looking for trouble, and he couldn't give him the chance to kill him!

Unable to communicate with humans, Chen Yan's only source of information was left.

The wooden bowl, and that female monster.

He was also a slave owner in name only.

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Chen Yan's feelings toward this female monster named Mu Wan were somewhat complicated.

Given Chen Yan's situation, he was captured by this female monster and forcibly turned into a slave, forced to work...

For anyone who has grown up in a modern civilized society, this is an act of trampling on dignity!

Chen Yan's initial reaction to this behavior was anger, hostility, and even hatred.

However, this female monster named Wooden Bowl has a silly look about her, as if she's not quite right in the head.

She would bring Chen Yan food while he was working.

This action was unique among all the human slaves who worked in the forest.

The slaves in other households were not fed; they went hungry while working, and only got food when they returned home after finishing their work for the day.

This wooden bowl will deliver food to Chen Yan every day... equivalent to "lunch".

This means that Chen Yan gets an extra meal every day compared to other slaves.

The wooden bowl's behavior was quite strange.

Chen Yan had already learned that the wooden bowl held a very low status in this monster village.

She... was very poor!
Extremely poor!
She's a poor, monster woman.

She would bring food to Chen Yan, and each time she brought food, she would give half of it to Chen Yan, eating less herself.

According to her logic, those who do the work should eat more, while she, who doesn't work, can eat less.

Such a "purely benevolent" slave owner?

Moreover, what shocked Chen Yan the most was that after extracting more information from the mouth of the wooden bowl, he learned what the "milky white liquid" was.

This is a very precious item in the monster village.

Its official name is "Sacred Tree Sap".

It should be a sacred object of the monster race, a sap secreted by something called the Divine Tree.

This thing has two amazing effects.

First, it's like having a spiritual connection—after Chen Yan drank it, he could understand the language of this monster race.

The second amazing effect is improved physical fitness – significantly improved!
Not every monster has this.

It must be a monster that has died on the battlefield, and it is a precious item that is given as compensation—even ordinary deaths in battle do not receive this; it must be someone who has made great contributions.

Both Muda and Enbo of the wooden bowl died on the battlefield.

In the monster's language, "Muda" means father and "Enbo" means brother.

Muda of the wooden bowl and the six Embos all died on the battlefield.

If this were in China, they would definitely be considered a family of loyal martyrs.

The wooden bowl was able to obtain the sap of the sacred tree because her Muda had "killed" an enemy expert on the battlefield.

It's said that he didn't rely on skill, but rather on sheer luck—picking up a corpse or finishing off an enemy. In short, he brought back the head of a skilled enemy.

By the way, Mu Da of Mu Wan was once the chief of this village.

The current leader is a former subordinate of Muda of Muwan, but he doesn't seem to care much for Muwan.

Even the other monsters in the village showed no interest in helping Mu Wan—they mocked and ridiculed her more than anything else.

This puzzled Chen Yan.

One family lost seven men in battle! What a contribution!

What a family of loyal martyrs!
If this were in China, the child would be directly admitted to a top university, receive personal visits from local leaders during holidays, and enjoy various subsidies, pensions, and extra points on exams from a young age—that's the kind of treatment they deserve!
What's more, her father was the former village chief!

The villagers don't even care for Mu Wan, the orphan of the former chief? They even bully and mock him?
But later, Chen Yan figured out the core of this monster tribe's culture.

Obey the strong, despise the weak!
These monsters don't care about meritorious service or favors from the former leader!

They are extremely pragmatic and only respect the strong.

The reason the wooden bowl was bullied was simple: she was weak.

She was small and thin, and not very strong in combat.

—This is a heartless and ungrateful race, no, it should be said that they are utterly devoid of affection!
The reason why Wooden Bowl was so enraged that day and dared to fight the Black Stone overseer was largely due to the humiliation Black Stone had inflicted on her and her dead father and brothers.

In the language of this monster race, "insect" is an extremely insulting and offensive term.

Because insects are weak.

Here, the level of insulting someone is the same as breaking someone's ancestral tablet in front of them!

That's why the wooden bowl went crazy and fought desperately.

The father of the wooden bowl had done a good deed and was eventually rewarded with a bowl of sap from the sacred tree.

There was only one bowl.

The reason for that large bag of juice was that... the wooden bowl diluted the original sap of the sacred tree.

She added a lot of water so that it would last longer.

When this silly female monster told Chen Yan all this, she looked quite smug, as if to say: See, am I smart?

Chen Yan was speechless.

That female monster is incredibly stupid!
The sap of the divine tree is a magical substance passed down among monster tribes, capable of strengthening the physical body!
Any juice that's similar to sap cut from a plant will definitely be more effective the fresher it is!
If you leave it there for a long time, its effectiveness will definitely decrease!
Moreover, is dilution really the right approach?

After dilution... its effectiveness will definitely decrease significantly!
Most importantly, will the effect be weakened if you drink it over a long period of time compared to drinking it all at once?
Let's say that.

When you are sick, you should take two cephalosporin tablets.

You said no! I'll dilute it.

If I eat one-tenth of a pill every day, I can last for twenty days...

Twenty days later, he'll probably be in the ICU!
If Mu Wan had drunk the whole bowl of juice back then, his body might have been much stronger, and he might not have been bullied so much in the village.

Moreover, the wooden bowl attracted a lot of hostility because of this... The monsters in the village thought, "You drank a bowl of the sacred tree's sap and you're still so thin. If you're not a bug, then who is?"
The monsters in the village had no idea that the wooden bowl had diluted the sap of the sacred tree; they were saving it to drink slowly...

If they had known, they might have stolen it.

This monster tribe is somewhat similar to a tribal system.

However, private ownership had already begun to emerge, and the concept of private property had appeared.

The tribal rules protect private property. Even the chief cannot arbitrarily infringe on the private property of the tribe members—unless they commit a serious crime and are killed, in which case the private property can be confiscated.

Wooden Bowl knew that the diluted sap of the sacred tree was very effective, and she cherished it greatly.

But she still shared it with Chen Yan.

This action greatly surprised Chen Yan. At first, he couldn't understand what kind of thought process this genius slave owner had.

Finally, tonight, when Chen Yan returned from work and spoke to the wooden bowl again to extract information, he found the answer.

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"You...are ten years old?"

Chen Yan stared wide-eyed at the slave owner in front of him.

Standing nearly two meters tall, almost a head taller than me, and though weak and frail compared to the tribal monsters... if this physique were in the human world, he would definitely be a weightlifting fanatic in the gym!
Ten years old?!
This is... just a little girl?!

In an instant, Chen Yan understood.

This wooden bowl, rather than being a slave to itself, is more like...

A little girl caught a wild animal and kept it as a pet!
When they're pets, everything makes sense.

Ten-year-old Muwan probably doesn't quite understand what the concept of a slave really means.

In her mind, she only had a very rough, vague understanding: slaves were people who helped her work, and she just needed to keep slaves. Perhaps her attitude towards herself was more like that of a pet…

Many children are very generous with their pets, willing to share even the most precious things with them—even though they don't understand the meaning of "precious" at all.

Children's perception and judgment of the value of objects differ from that of adults.

You give a child a choice between a lollipop and a piece of gold.

The result is that children are very likely to choose lollipops!
So... although she was nominally her own slave owner, in reality, she didn't exploit herself.

Because she ate even less than me!

She actually had a very simple belief that people who do the work should eat more.

She was completely unaware that the status of slaves and slave owners was unequal.

The so-called private property is more of a childish mentality of "you're not allowed to touch my things".

Well, this female monster's perception is somewhat distorted.

Like all precocious children, they understand some things, but remain ignorant in others.

"Your Muda and Enbo are both dead... What about your Muma?"

Muma means mother.

"Dead." A hint of sadness flashed in Mu Wan's eyes as he said this, but it quickly disappeared.

Then she revealed a system that horrified Chen Yan…

In fact, over the course of a few days, Chen Yan also noticed something unusual.

For example, he had been in this monster village for five days and had not seen many female monsters except for the wooden bowl.

Yes, but not many, and... they are mostly thin, young female monsters.

We didn't see a single adult or elderly female monster.

The wooden bowl revealed to Chen Yan the truth:

In this monster tribe, the role of most female monsters is: to reproduce!

Muwan's mother had seven children left: Muwan and her six older brothers.

After becoming unable to have children due to old age, she was abandoned and killed...

Every year, the village holds a ceremony to bless the tribe's elderly, infertile female monster.

then……

They carried it to the deep mountains and forests and abandoned it.

Deep in the mountains, it was cold, there was no food, and there were dangerous wild animals; there was no way to survive.

The only way to escape this fate is to join the war!

Go to the battlefield and become a female warrior.

Only those who have rendered meritorious service and are fortunate enough to survive can receive support from the tribe in their old age.

—This is a savage, ruthless, ferocious, and uncivilized race, like wild beasts.

"The human slave who spoke to you that day had a broken leg." Mu Wan said in a calm tone, while chewing on a block of ice. The weather here was too cold, and the water would freeze quickly, so the monsters considered eating ice a normal way to replenish their fluids.

However, it's not like this all year round. According to the information that Mu Wan mentioned unintentionally, there is a summer-like season here every year, when the weather warms up, the ice melts, and the stream flows—but this only happens for a very short period each year.

Chen Yan ignored the crunching sound of the wooden bowl rejecting the ice. He received Du Li's message, which immediately caught his attention, and he quickly asked, "How did it break?"

“He was interrupted by his master,” the wooden bowl replied casually. “His master is Enbo, the overseer of Blackstone.”

As he spoke, he chiseled another piece of ice from the wooden bowl and threw it into his mouth: "The Black Stone overseer is a coward. He has never dared to go to the battlefield. In fact, we all gossip behind his back that he is strong and doesn't go to the battlefield... so he is very fierce to everyone, afraid that others will think he is a coward, so he is especially fierce."

“That slave, he won’t die.” Mu Wan wasn’t completely stupid. He noticed that Chen Yan seemed somewhat concerned, so he said, “His master is very stingy. He won’t kill his own property. He’ll break his leg, and after he recovers, he can continue working. Hmm, maybe he’ll be sold.”

"But, with a broken leg, he won't be able to work for a long time. Will his owner take care of him? It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone..." Chen Yan was a little worried.

Wooden Bowl stared wide-eyed at his slave: "What, one hundred days?"

"A serious injury..." Chen Yan suddenly realized that he had made an error based on his own experience.

For ordinary mortals, it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone or tendon.

But... these are all monsters.

The monster tribe of the wooden bowl is a monster.

Are the people of the Realm not monsters?
That Du Li, who is some kind of Left Vanguard General, must be a cultivator of considerable strength.

Cultivators have all nurtured their physical bodies with vital energy, so their physical qualities are at least no worse than Chen Yan's, right?
With such good physical strength and health, the body's self-healing ability must be very strong, so a broken bone shouldn't take 100 days to heal.

"A broken leg can heal in five or six days."

Sure enough, the wooden bowl gave the exact time: "The Blackstone overseer compensated the slave master with food, only asking that his leg be broken so that the human slave would suffer."

She looked at Chen Yan, and suddenly the corner of her mouth twitched as if she were smiling: "The Blackstone overseer even came to me, offering to provide food so I could break your legs."

Chen Yan's face stiffened.

"I refused! I hate him! He called me a bug, he called my Muda and Enbo bugs!" the wooden bowl said fiercely. "I want to kill him, after I become strong!"

Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief, ignoring Mu Wan's words about wanting to kill the Black Stone overseer, and instead began to make plans in his mind.

Du Li's leg was broken on the day the conflict occurred!

If it can recover in five or six days, then...

If I'm lucky, I might be able to see Du Li tomorrow or the day after.
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The next day, which was the sixth day since Chen Yan arrived in the "Domain Realm".

Chen Yan was awakened from his cold sleep by the sound of the wooden bowl pushing open the door, knowing that it was time to get to work.

After six days, he felt his body gradually adapting to the cold—but he was only trying his best to adapt.

Chen Yan's hands and feet were covered in chilblains.

In such a cold place, relying solely on a fur coat to ward off the chill, the fact that he didn't freeze to death truly speaks volumes about the strength of his body, which is nourished by vital energy.

Moreover, those few sips of diluted divine tree sap were definitely not for nothing.

Carrying an axe, he walked out of the wooden house and followed the crowd into the woods, arriving at the wooded area owned by Mu Wan—to be precise, this small piece of land belonged to Mu Wan.

In Muwan's words, once he cut down this forest, his private property would be used up—at that point, Muwan would only have two options left: either find a powerful male monster, unite with him, and bear him strong offspring.

Either go to the battlefield and fight for your life.

Otherwise, they'll starve to death!

This strange tree is a very important product of the monster tribe.

Every so often, other tribes from outside would come to buy the timber from the strange trees here.

This was also Mu Wan's only source of income—this small area of ​​forest was property acquired by his father and brothers through their military exploits. After the trees were felled and sold, Mu Wan had to find his own way to make a living.

As Chen Yan was warming up by a tree, he finally saw the old acquaintance who had gotten beaten up with him that day.

Du Li limped over, his steps still a little unsteady, but he finally appeared.

He also looked at Chen Yan, nodded to Chen Yan, and made no further gestures.

For several hours, Du Li and Chen Yan were separated by dozens of meters, each cutting down trees.

Chen Yan silently calculated the time it would take for the new supervisor to conduct his inspection.

When the foreman came over again, he stared at Chen Yan with ill intent for a long time, but couldn't find any flaws, and finally left.

Chen Yan knew that this was his chance.

He took a deep breath, glanced around, and found no monsters looking in his direction within his line of sight.

He pretended to choose a new logging target, but secretly approached Du Li.

Du Li glanced at Chen Yan, seemingly understanding, and then pretended to carry a cut-down tree trunk as he walked towards them.

As the two passed each other, Du Li quickly said, "Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger!"

Chen Yan was stunned!

In fact, Chen Yan probably wouldn't have reacted this way if Du Li had said anything else.

For example, Du Li might say something like, "How are you?" or "Are you healed?"

Even if Du Li and Chen Yan had discussed escaping together, Chen Yan wouldn't have been this shocked!
but……

Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger?!

Brother, did you travel from another time?
When Chen Yan was stunned, the eager look in Du Li's eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by a cold gaze. He looked at Chen Yan, sighed, shook his head, and quickly walked away.

This is... a connection failure?
Chen Yan immediately realized that Du Li had probably misunderstood something and thought he was a target for some kind of rendezvous.
He... um?

Chen Yan suddenly realized.

In the realm of realms, saying "Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger" is not a very strange thing... The cultivators in this world are always connected to their own world, and there are also inspectors like Ouyang who travel all over the world.

Gu Qingyi can also say "Imperial Jade Liquor"!

This Du Li is trying to make contact with me...

Chen Yan immediately realized the reason.

Because of the conflict a few days ago!

My previous behavior may have indeed caused Du Li to misunderstand—when I first met him, I tried in various ways to attract Du Li's attention and tried to send him signals that I wanted to communicate with him!

And this Du Li's identity is probably not as simple as just a captured left vanguard general.

So... he was a hidden agent who had infiltrated the area?
Chen Yan's mind raced with thoughts.

He knew perfectly well that he was not Du Li's contact person!

but……

This seemed to be his only glimmer of hope in escaping this monster village!

After Du Li walked away, he put down the tree trunk he had carried, turned around calmly, and headed into the woods. As he passed Chen Yan, Chen Yan made a decision and quickly whispered a sentence.

"Pagoda suppresses the river demon!"

Du Li paused noticeably, looked up at Chen Yan, his eyes rekindling with eagerness, took a deep breath, and whispered, "Tonight, I'll come find you!"

After saying that, Du Li quickly walked away.

Watching Du Li's retreating figure, Chen Yan's gaze was complicated—he didn't know whether what he had done was right or wrong.

But there was no time to dwell on it now, because Chen Yan had already spotted the new foreman wandering towards them out of the corner of his eye...

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Wow, the author's got guts!

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