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The implication is that without competition, there are no rewards.

"Although the three tribes of Pandonog have achieved peaceful coexistence through the mediation of Lord Barton, the overly egalitarian and uncompetitive living environment is not conducive to the development of the tribes. History has already proven this."

Therefore, we established the tradition of the Egg Festival competition. Firstly, to better motivate our people, and secondly, to better offer sacrifices to the sacred tree of prayer.

After saying this, the elder offered no further explanation, but instead gave a meaningful smile, leaned on his wooden cane, and turned to leave, his steps unsteady.

......

The Grand Elder's figure disappeared into the shadows of the wooden house, and the atmosphere in the room became subtle.

Eighteen people, five rooms, three tribes.

The choice begins now.

"Ahem." Song Chen cleared his throat, once again trying to regain control of the situation. "In that case, why don't we assign accommodations first, and then..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

"Boss, this one looks good, it's spacious enough!" Bald Iron Egg, standing behind Niu Kuang, pointed to the largest room on the far left and shouted in a deep voice.

Niu Kuang didn't even glance at Song Chen. He waved his large, fan-like hand and strode inside.

"Okay, this one is fine!"

Decisive, efficient, and without any hesitation.

Tie Dan and Er Mao immediately followed, and the three of them quickly disappeared behind the door.

Song Chen's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

Before he could react, Murong Jiao on the other side also made a move. She put her hands on her hips, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes swept around, and finally pointed to the room next to Niu Kuang's.

"Let's choose this one!"

After saying that, she turned to Mo Fan and the other two, tossed her yellow pigtails, and said matter-of-factly, "Let's go!"

Fang Xu immediately jogged to catch up, while Mo Fan and Murong Sha exchanged a glance and followed inside.

Seeing this, Song Chen's facial muscles stiffened for a moment.

He felt like a superfluous emcee; he was just about to announce the program when the main characters went through the motions on their own.

There's really not much to divide them into.

Five rooms, eighteen people.

The three members of the Bull Madman Squad occupied one room.

Murong Jiao's team of four occupied one room.

Eleven people remain.

The four solo players who rushed in last exchanged glances, then huddled together in perfect unison and entered the third room.

Now, only the last two rooms remain.

Song Chen's Legal Ancestral Association team has exactly seven members, no more and no less.

They can only, and must, occupy the remaining two rooms.

distribute?

There is absolutely no need for allocation.

Song Chen stood there, feeling his face straining. His carefully prepared "leader's speech" had once again been ruthlessly crushed by reality.

......

The light inside the wooden house was somewhat dim.

The furnishings were very simple, consisting of only a few makeshift beds made of animal hides and wooden planks.

As soon as Fang Xu entered, he began to actively inspect the facilities in the room, as if he wanted to clean the place spotless.

Murong Jiao found the most comfortable bed, sat down without any regard for her image, and swung her legs around.

"Phew, finally I can rest for a bit." She let out a long sigh, then looked at her younger sister, "Sasha, which tribe do you think we should choose tomorrow?"

Murong Sha walked to the window, looking at the strange buildings outside. Her blue ponytail hung down her shoulder, and she calmly analyzed, "The Stone Clan worships defense and totems; the Bone Clan studies priesthood and divination; the Wood Clan is close to life and nature."

"It sounds like they're all quite important, and they're very likely to be related to the competition that follows."

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Murong Sha turned her gaze from the window to the three people inside the room.

“Stone Clan, Bone Clan, Wood Clan.” She repeated the three names again, her tone calm. “What do you think?”

Fang Xu was squatting on the ground, comparing blinking frequencies with Hai Shanxing. Upon hearing this, he looked up and scratched the back of his head.

"I...I'll listen to the boss!"

The answer was as expected. Murong Sha didn't offer any further comment, and her gaze naturally turned to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on a spot on the ground, as if recalling something.

During the closed beta, he ran through the main storyline of Pandonog.

These three tribes were mentioned briefly in the "King of Moe" series. The main focus of the story was on the Easter Egg Festival itself, and the subsequent side quests related to the Elf King Barton.

There was no distinction of superiority or inferiority among the three tribes.

Of course, if we consider it from the perspective of pet strength, Turing of the Stone Clan, with a final form base stat of 668, is indeed the ceiling of the Pandonog series.

The problem is that the current competition is about "representing the tribe in the competition," not about "directly obtaining the tribe's pet."

Two different things.

Of course, the final blessing might also grant you a pet.

"I feel like it doesn't matter which one I choose," Mo Fan said casually.

Murong Sha tilted her head slightly, as if waiting for him to continue.

Mo Fan thought for a moment, then added, "Currently, it's still unclear what the selection mechanism will be. What if, at that point, our four groups—"

He paused.

What if there's a conflict of choices?

Murong Sha nodded thoughtfully. Indeed, the Grand Elder only mentioned "choosing a tribe," but didn't specify whether it was free choice or a quota. If twelve out of eighteen people wanted to choose the same tribe, how would they be allocated?

"What you said is as good as nothing at all." Murong Jiao sat up abruptly from the bed, her pigtails trembling with the movement, and glared at Mo Fan with her almond-shaped eyes.

Mo Fan helplessly shrugged: "Anyway, I'll do as you say. I have no objections."

Murong Jiao didn't pursue the matter further. She sat cross-legged on the animal skin bed, resting her chin on her fingers, and thought seriously for a few seconds.

"Alright, we'll see how things go tomorrow and decide."

She thought for a moment, then her eyes lit up: "But if I had to choose, I think the Wood Clan sounds pretty good. They're close to life and nature, it sounds comforting."

"It's much better than the Bone Clan. Those bones are so creepy."

Fang Xu quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, yes! The Wood Clan is great! Big Sister has excellent taste!"

Murong Sha smiled slightly and did not object.

Mo Fan went to a bed, lay down, closed his eyes, and prepared to rest.

Wood clan.

Fine, it's all the same anyway.

......

at the same time.

The atmosphere in the two rooms separated by a partition was completely different.

Song Chen's team of seven occupied two rooms, and the core members were gathered in the room where Song Chen was.

Under the dim light of the animal skin lamp, Lin Sen sat on a wooden stool, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, and spoke first.

"Team Leader Song, do you have any ideas about tomorrow's tribal selection?"

Song Chen leaned against the edge of the bed, her legs crossed, her right index finger rhythmically tapping her knee.

"Tell me your opinion first."

Lin Sen smiled slightly, his signature business smile.

“I’ve done some analysis,” he said, adjusting his glasses and speaking at a measured pace, “Everyone should remember that there’s a pet named Turing in the Kingdom of Locke.”

Song Chen raised an eyebrow.

Lin Sen continued, "Turing's final evolved form has a base stat total of 668. That's top-tier among all 1200 pets, and its skill pool is also excellent. And this pet is from the Pandonog series."

He held up one finger, his tone becoming resolute.

"The key point is—Turing was an earth element."

"The Earth element most likely corresponds to the Stone race. They value defense and totems, which aligns with Turing's role."

Lin Sen spread his palms and made a summarizing gesture: "Therefore, I believe that choosing the Stone Clan may result in receiving rewards related to Turing in the subsequent blessing process."

Song Chen stopped tapping his knee with his fingers.

He looked at Lin Sen, and a slow smile appeared on his lips.

"Captain Lin is a smart man too."

Song Chen stood up, his tone carrying the confidence of someone in control of the situation: "That's what I think too. 668 base stats, plus excellent skills, this is a Tier 0 pet. If this blessing really is related to Turing—"

He didn't finish speaking, but the ambition in his eyes was no longer concealed.

"Then it's settled. Tomorrow, we'll choose the Stone Clan."

Lin Sen nodded, his face beaming.

Song Chen's other teammates also echoed his sentiments. They never disagreed on matters like this.

"Also—" Song Chen changed the subject, lowering his voice, "When we make the selection tomorrow, we'll have to see how things go. If other teams also want to join, we'll be firm. Of course, as for those two girls... we can try to get them to join us."

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