Orc Girl's Tribal Daily Life

Chapter 264 Part 1 of the Python's Story (Year-Old Chapter)

"What have you been doing all this time?" Python asked.

Her whole demeanor changed; she looked completely listless.

Jiang Luoluo waved her hand weakly, without any strength to explain, "Don't ask anymore."

She's been so busy lately that she's almost forgotten her own name, and she simply doesn't have the energy to explain.

"Okay." Python nodded, not one to pry.

Actually, Bei had been looking for Jiang Luoluo to compete with recently but couldn't find her. He couldn't see Jiang Luoluo either, so he was a little concerned about her progress.

In addition, after asking around on Xiaoshi Mountain, I heard that Jiang Luoluo hadn't been there for training for a long time.

Python was a little worried about Jiang Luoluo's training results, which is why it came to find her.

Seeing Jiang Luoluo like this, it's understandable; she hasn't been training lately.

"You..." Before he could finish speaking, Python saw Jiang Luoluo quickly stuff something into his mouth.

The python saw clearly, but it didn't dodge because it didn't sense any malice and didn't think Jiang Luoluo would harm it.

The soft texture bounces in your mouth, and the sweet and rich fruit flavor explodes in your mouth.

It was a flavor that the python had never tasted before.

The python looked somewhat surprised. "What is this?"

"Fructose." Jiang Luoluo smiled smugly.

She made the fruit gummies using the pectin Ke gave her, as well as some leftover fruit from making fruit wine during this time.

Although the appearance was a bit lacking—because she was too tired to adjust it—the taste was still quite good, even though Jiang Luoluo couldn't quite remember what the gummy candies from her past life tasted like.

"How about this? Would you like to give me a different story?" Jiang Luoluo asked, raising an eyebrow.

She was so tired, yet she still made time to make the fruit gummies, all for this moment! It was worth it.

The python savored the sweet aftertaste in its mouth and smiled, "Of course."

Python didn't ask Jiang Luoluo what she wanted to hear. After thinking for a moment, she told a story that came to mind after she ate a gummy candy.

That was when the python was ten years old. At that time, the Frostfire Tribe was at its most powerful, actively expanding its territory, and the tribe had more than 500,000 people...

"More than 500,000 people?!" Jiang Luoluo asked, her mouth agape in shock, pointing at Silver Peak Mountain.

"You mean this tribe, which now has only two thousand or so people left, once had more than five hundred thousand people???"

The python nodded in agreement. "Yes, but there should be around 150,000 to 200,000 people with the Frost Flame bloodline. Those are the true members of our tribe. The rest are just affiliated tribes that use the Frost Flame name."

Jiang Luoluo's mouth remained wide open, incredulous and unbelievable.

Even if it's less than 200,000 people, this number is still quite astonishing.

And why have so many of our people fallen to this state?

However, Python did not answer the question and continued to tell the story of what happened when he was ten years old.

The tradition in the Frostfire Tribe that children need to go to a specific place for training at the age of ten is not something that started after they came to Silver Peak Mountain. Rather, it is a custom that the tribe brought with them when they came from outside. It's just that the location changed to Little Stone Mountain after they arrived here.

So, that was what happened before the python went to the "training ground" to receive training to become an orc warrior.

The waiter brought a foreign man to the python and told it that this man would be the python's sparring partner.

Jiang Luoluo had to interrupt the python again.

"waiter?"

"slave?"

No, this tribe of yours is quite different from the tribes I know.

"What's wrong with servants and slaves?" Python didn't quite understand, but after thinking about the current structure of the tribe, he patiently explained it to Jiang Luoluo.

Before crossing the great river, the Frostfire tribe also had class distinctions. After all, with hundreds of thousands of people, if everyone were equal, the tribe would be in complete chaos.

Furthermore, with the addition of vassal members from other ethnic groups, class became even more important.

At that time, the main leadership class in the Frostfire tribe consisted of, from top to bottom, the chief who ruled the entire tribe, ten junior chiefs in charge of different responsibilities, the elders who had some power to intervene, and the orc warriors who were the tribe's top fighting force.

The shaman is independent of the ranking system and does not usually participate in the management of tribal affairs. However, in important situations, the shaman can order the chief to do things, which gives him a special status.

Secondly, there are the orc warriors with beast-like powers, who are assigned the roles of captains of different ranks according to their strength, as well as the orc warriors who are ordinary members.

Below them were ordinary tribespeople who possessed the Frostblood lineage but were unable to transform into beasts for various reasons. They weren't necessarily disabled; some healthy tribespeople at that time were also unable to transform into beasts.

Jiang Luolu blinked. When Mang talked about these people, his attitude was very calm, without any of the murderous intent that had surged when he saw Xing... It was the same situation, so why was his attitude towards Xing like this?

Or was the python's attitude towards those tribesmen initially indifferent and friendly, and something happened later that caused him to react that way?

Even ordinary members of the Frostfire tribe who cannot transform into beasts are still superior to those members of the vassal tribes.

Therefore, some children from unusual backgrounds will have servants who take care of them from a young age, replacing their parents. These servants are usually members of vassal tribes. The people of the Frostfire tribe will not acknowledge the weak, nor will they grovel before the weak and wait to be driven.

Python's mother was one of the tribe's minor chiefs, and his father was a powerful orc warrior in the tribe, so from a young age, he was served and cared for by many servants.

Jiang Luoluo calculated the difference in status: if the tribal chief was considered an emperor or the king of a great nation, then the lesser chiefs were at least kings of different surnames or kings of small countries.

So, is the python actually a "crown prince" or a "prince of a small kingdom"?

You can't tell at all!

As for slaves, they were people who had lost their own tribes and were unwilling to belong to other tribes. In the end, they were branded as slaves and became slaves who were unwilling to give up their own tribal name.

Because they were unwilling to give up their old tribal name, the new tribe naturally wouldn't treat them well and would make them do the most dangerous and arduous work in the tribe.

Among them, being a training slave for the children of the Frostfire tribe is a mixed blessing.

The advantage is that they will never lack food again and can eat their fill, ensuring they have enough energy for training.

The downside is that as the children of the Frostfire tribe grow up and their bodies develop, there is a high probability that these sparring slaves will be killed or maimed.

After all, not all tribes possess the incredible physical recovery abilities of the Frostfire Tribe.

For the children of the Frostfire tribe, large stones thrown at random can cause fractures or even bloody messes when they land on other tribespeople.

"Wait...Are the other tribes that weak?" Jiang Luoluo was shocked again. It turned out that this world had not completely overturned her understanding. It was just that her Yanshuang tribe was too special.

“No, not really…” Python paused for a moment, then shook his head with a slightly complicated expression.

"They are not weak."

But he didn't seem inclined to continue.

Jiang Luoluo instinctively knew she shouldn't ask any more questions, so she kept quiet and listened to the python recount how the servant had brought the sparring slave over.

The training slave came from a tribe called "Qingguo". Qingguo was a special plant around their tribe. When cooked, it was easy to fill a person's stomach, and the yield was extremely high. Their tribe had always lived off Qingguo.

They only interact with other tribes on rare occasions, exchanging daily necessities; they are a small tribe that lives a very peaceful life.

That sparring slave was the leader of the Qingguo tribe. To be precise, after the Qingguo tribe disappeared, he took over the leadership role from among the dozen or so remaining tribesmen.

Choosing to become a sparring slave for the python was also a way to obtain enough food so that the remaining dozen or so members of the tribe—mostly children—could survive.

When Jiang Luoluo heard the word "slave," all she could think of were those weak and pitiful figures who had no control over their own lives and were whipped by slave owners.

While this was true for most slaves, they weren't actually mistreated too much, since they could start a new life as long as they were willing to change their ways and integrate into the new tribe.

As for those hard jobs... living in this world and this era, what job can be considered easy?

Even a python of noble birth must undergo training to become a powerful orc warrior and find its new place in the tribe, rather than directly taking over its parents' positions and living a life of leisure as a spoiled rich kid.

Of all the jobs that slaves had to do, the training slave was the easiest and the most dangerous, and the only one that they could choose for themselves.

After all, they are sparring partners for the children of the Frostfire tribe. If they are unwilling to be forced, they may use excessive force during the sparring, causing an accident.

Most importantly, the children in the Frostfire tribe choose sparring slaves for actual combat skills training and learning, rather than having the slaves stand there motionless and beating.

Therefore, it is normal for a sparring partner who has sufficient strength and can stop at crucial moments to receive some preferential treatment.

The mortality rate is a bit high, and very few people can retire completely... They can indeed ensure that they restrain their power, but it is difficult for those young children of the Frostfire tribe to do so.

If that were possible, there would be no need for sparring partners.

The first time Python met that sparring slave, it was also his first time sparring with him. After it was over, he took something that looked somewhat like the fructose Jiang Luoluo had brought and handed it to Python to eat.

It has a chewy texture and a sweet flavor.

That was the first time the python had ever tasted something so sweet.

Later, Python learned that the thing was a green fruit. The Green Fruit Tribe would dry and store the green fruit during the harvest season, and would also carry some with them as a supplement when they were hungry.

When the python tasted the fructose, it immediately remembered the texture and flavor of dried green fruit.

"And then?" Jiang Luoluo looked at the python with a puzzled expression.

"What then?" Python looked back in confusion.

"The outcome of that sparring slave... You've said so much, aren't you trying to talk about him?" Jiang Luoluo was somewhat conflicted.

"He's dead," Python replied matter-of-factly. If he himself was dead, then the sparring slave must have died even earlier.

"No... then what are you trying to say about this?" Jiang Luoluo's eyes widened. Shouldn't this situation be about the impact of the change in your relationship with that sparring slave on your life?

"The dried green fruit tastes delicious. You'll probably like it if you try it," Python said.

Because of the delicious food, Python also remembered the tasty food from his memory and wanted to share it with Jiang Luoluo.

That's it.

Jiang Luoluo and Mang stared at each other for a long time, and then realized with a bit of helplessness that he really thought so.

No, your storytelling is completely different from what I think storytelling is!

But Jiang Luoluo did learn a lot about the tribe's past from this strange story, so she chose to forgive.

"...How did that sparring slave die?" Jiang Luoluo asked one last time.

"I don't know. After he lost an arm, I got a new sparring partner who's much better than him," Python shrugged and answered truthfully.

It's impossible for a small, peaceful tribe to produce any outstanding individuals. If someone can serve as his sparring partner for a period of time, that person has already done their best.

So you really just want to talk about what that green fruit did?!

Jiang Luoluo closed her eyes in despair.

Will she only hear stories like this from now on?

……

The brief incident with the python did not affect Jiang Luoluo's busy schedule.

What truly allowed Jiang Luoluo to rest was the second rainy season, when she could no longer go out freely.

Lying on the heated kang bed, Jiang Luoluo breathed a sigh of relief—the rainy season is damp and humid, and heating the kang bed can dispel dampness and cold, but of course, it shouldn't be too hot.

Before the rainy season began, she worked overtime to explain everything that needed to be said to Zong and made several contingency plans, which is why she can now lie at home with peace of mind.

In reality, there are very few places where problems can actually occur. Most of the time, it's just the uncertainty of the first time, because there are no previous cases to refer to, so whatever you encounter makes you particularly nervous and uneasy.

Fortunately, it's all over now, and Jiang Luoluo can enjoy a vacation that can last for a month or even longer!

"Luo, aren't you going to train anymore?" Ge asked, somewhat puzzled.

Just a few days ago, he confidently declared that once he finished this busy period, he would have time to train while staying at home during the rainy season... How come he's now lying on the heated brick bed and refusing to get up after the rainy season actually started?

"Ge... don't remind me of this kind of thing!" Jiang Luoluo rolled over on the heated kang, looking like she was struggling.

I really want to rest.

But... she hasn't trained for a long time, and her goal of defeating the python is even further away.

"Ugh... I'm up."

In the end, Jiang Luoluo overcame her inner laziness.