The developers still haven't forgiven the players.

Chapter 121 News Spread

Qinghe Tribe.

As dusk approaches, this is generally the most solemn and joyous moment of the day for the tribe.

The hunting and gathering teams, regardless of their catch, have all returned one after another.

After all, the Qinghe tribe was built by the water, and their food sources were not limited to hunting in the mountains, so these hunting teams naturally did not have much pressure.

After a while, a group of figures appeared on the outline of the hillside. Unlike the hunting party, they did not return with prey; they were empty-handed except for their weapons.

This is the team from the Qinghe tribe responsible for searching for traces of the Hou tribe.

The Qinghe tribe formed three such teams, aiming to personally kill the defeated soldiers of the invading tribe and avenge the tribesmen who died that night.

Judging from the atmosphere in the group, they could tell that they had not found the whereabouts of the Roaring Clan's defeated soldiers today.

The centurion, who was walking at the front, had a deep worry on his face.

His well-defined muscles, beneath his dark skin, now appeared somewhat stiff from the long journey and mental strain.

Not only did he fail to find the whereabouts of the defeated tribe, but he also learned unsettling news from other tribes—the Ministry of War was facing setbacks.

The Ministry of War suffered heavy losses and was forced to withdraw, holding out at the mountaintop camp and struggling to maintain the stalemate.

This was already a crisis that could affect the survival of all tribes within the Ministry of War's jurisdiction, not to mention that their Qinghe tribe still had thousands of warriors trapped there, making it hard not to worry.

Manman led his hundred-man squad down the hillside to the tribe's gate, only to be stopped by an unexpected figure.

"We've finally waited for you to come back. Come with me now."

As Fat Tiger spoke, he reached out and pulled, "I know where that defeated Howler tribe is."

Incidentally, Fat Tiger hasn't left Qinghe Tribe since he brought a large group of players here to learn "Breaking Waves and Collapsing".

Compared to other players, Fat Tiger was considered one of the family members of the Qinghe tribe, and no one thought there was a problem with him staying in the Qinghe tribe.

"Manzheng? What are you doing? I need to find the clan chief, I don't have time to play around with you right now."

Manman was already worried, and since he couldn't understand what Panghu was saying, being dragged around by Panghu like this only made him angrier.

Seeing this, Fat Tiger reluctantly let go.

Through the world chat, he was able to learn the whereabouts of the defeated tribe from messages sent by other players.

The problem is that such complex situations cannot be described using body language.

As Manman led his people toward the center of the tribe, Panghu followed beside him, gesturing with his hands in a gesture that only he himself understood.

Various kinds of food were piled up on the circular stone platform in the center.

The tribespeople gathered in an orderly fashion, preparing to fill their stomachs.

As the clan leader, Manjue naturally stayed at the scene to preside over the event.

He immediately noticed Fatty Tiger and the others walking towards them: "What are you doing?"

Seeing no injuries or bloodstains on the soldiers of Manman and Tamo, they knew that their group of soldiers had also failed to find any trace of the Hou tribe.

Manjue didn't blame him, but his attitude was slightly regretful: "Take a rest, and prepare dinner."

Instead, Manman suddenly began to report his observations on the trip to the clan chief in a dry voice.

His voice wasn't loud, but the worry in his tone made the surrounding air seem to freeze.

Only Gian, who couldn't understand what was happening, was still gesturing wildly on the sidelines.

However, he had "gone mad" so many times that the surrounding tribesmen had become used to it and were too lazy to stop him.

Now, the people of Qinghe are more concerned about the news that Manman brought back.

The army consisted of 5,000 men, and almost every household in the Qinghe tribe had male members among them.

News about this war division would naturally stir the emotions of the rest of the tribe.

As Manman recounted his story, an unprecedented sense of crisis spread among the people of the Qinghe tribe.

If the Ministry of War is completely defeated and countless clan warriors break out, it will not be as simple as encountering a clan warrior division's night raid.

It could be described as an alarm bell concerning the survival of the entire tribe.

All the Qinghe people fell silent. The joyful atmosphere of preparing for the meal was gradually replaced by a somber and worried mood.

After a long silence, Manjue suddenly broke into a smile: "Shanyun Military Department has stood for many years, how could it be easily defeated? Everyone, please rest assured."

At this point, he reached out and patted Manman on the shoulder: "Tomorrow you will lead a team to the Ministry of War to see the military might of our tribe's soldiers."

He deliberately raised the volume a few notches to ensure that his arrangement would be clearly audible to the nearby tribespeople.

Regardless of its actual effects, it at least indicates that there will be action within the tribe, which can bring some stability to the tribe members.

Then Manjue looked up and around, his smile becoming even more natural: "Don't waste this food."

Fat Tiger suddenly stopped jumping around.

Because he saw new messages on the world channel.

The surviving players are celebrating their teamwork in taking down the boss.

There are also some abstract players posting things like "We are the champions," which is quite normal and needs no further explanation.

In short, now that it's confirmed that the players have won, there's no need for Fat Tiger to try and get these NPCs to help anymore.

He turned his head and stared at the bowl of fish soup in front of him.

"Now that things have come to this, let's eat first."

"This time, the players were truly satisfied."

Jiang Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, his body radiating an uncontrollable heat.

It must be admitted that this time it was purely by the players themselves that they wiped out a large number of Howling Clan warriors, including even a centurion.

It should be noted that Jiang Chen was only at this level before he summoned the players.

Although more than two hundred players were injured or killed, including the initial "instant noodle family," they ultimately won.

The remaining players will become even stronger after absorbing the blood essence from the remains of the Howling Clan on the battlefield.

He couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Unbeknownst to many, the entire player community has almost grown into a significant force in the Xishi area.

In addition, Jiang Chen himself has also made great progress.

The intense heat emanating from him was due to an overwhelming surge of blood energy, which made it difficult for him to control his aura. He could only calm down and use this blood energy to nurture the battle bones within his body.

There was no other way; considering the level 100+ players who had conquered the world, and the more than 200 players who had died in this battle.

Such a massive amount of blood energy, in terms of quantity alone, is equivalent to two thousand strands of blood energy.

If one disregards the hidden dangers of a sudden surge in cultivation level and nurtures all 206 battle bones in one's body to their fullest potential, there will still be some left over.

He could not help but be satisfied, feeling the faint sound of tiger thunder emanating from within his body.

"Once we break through to the Steel Bone Realm, we'll do another version update."

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