Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Chapter 598: Chapter 571 The Chief Leader 89

Originally, in the tribe, everyone took turns cleaning the toilets according to the rules, so everyone hoped for someone to be punished for a mistake and be made to clean the toilets, thus freeing those responsible from the duty.

No one wanted to be penalized to clean toilets, not just because of the stench, but also because being forced to do such a task was embarrassing. To avoid punishment, everyone gradually began to resolve any issues at the toilet themselves.

At first, everyone found it somewhat inconvenient, but over time, they felt the benefits. Being free of constant surrounding odors was indeed a relief, and everyone became more conscientious about hygiene, much to the satisfaction of Shuangshuang.

Never again did people worry about picking up a beautiful wildflower only to find it smelled like urine, or stepping onto a scenic spot only to find it littered with ”landmines” beneath their feet.

The tribe was thriving, with more warriors enlisted, and more importantly, every member of the Yanhuang Tribe felt a deep sense of belonging, something that brought great joy to Shuangshuang.

With everything going well in the tribe and the population growing, there wasn’t much for Shuangshuang to worry about for the time being. Recently, she had been wanting to journey out again and planned to take the Earth King Beast with her.

In the past, wherever Shuangshuang traveled, she left the Earth King Beast in the tribe for peace of mind because back then, the Yanhuang Tribe was incredibly weak; even a small tribe or a pack of beasts could have destroyed it.

But now, it’s different. The Yanhuang Tribe has as many as 8,000 warriors, with 700 of them being Second-level Warriors. Due to their cultivation, all the warriors have combat power far superior to ordinary warriors, even stronger than those of the Cannibal Tribe.

Now, unless the Yanhuang Tribe is attacked by a Cannibal Tribe that can contend with the Super Tribe, no cannibalistic or Great Tribe can match it. Thus, Shuangshuang confidently plans to take the Earth King Beast with her.

As for Shuangshuang’s intention to journey out again, no one in the tribe opposed it. In fact, when she became a Third-level Warrior, she should have set out, but she was worried about an attack from the Cannibal Tribe, so she dared not leave. Fortunately, she smoothly advanced to a Third-level Warrior.

However, advancing from Third-level to Level 4 Warrior gave Shuangshuang the same sense of hitting a wall as when she advanced to a Second-level Warrior.

This feeling made Shuangshuang realize that without traveling and fighting against creatures that stimulated her potential, she would be unable to advance to Level 4 Warrior.

Having decided to travel, Shuangshuang took action immediately. She packed necessary food and spices, some spare beast skins, and accompanied by the Earth King Beast in a smaller form, bid farewell to her parents and those who cared for her to set off on her journey.

The last time she traveled to upgrade to a Second-level Warrior couldn’t be counted as a real journey; it was more like a walk around the neighborhood. This time, Shuangshuang planned to go further to explore more of the world’s diverse landscapes.

Shuangshuang chose the south as her direction, and after deciding, she proceeded on foot. She didn’t choose to sit atop the Earth King Beast and let it carry her, as such a leisurely mode of travel wouldn’t serve her training purposes. Shuangshuang chose to walk steadily, step by step, leading the Earth King Beast.

Along the way, Shuangshuang inevitably fought powerful creatures. Though these creatures were formidable, they didn’t provide the life-or-death excitement she sought. Thus, while she made some progress, it was far from the breakthrough opportunity to a Level 4 Warrior she desired.

One person and one beast journeyed far and wide, and a month quickly flew by.

On this day, Shuangshuang and the Earth King Beast passed by a small river. Seeing that there was no one around and noticing a few huge rocks and tall grass at the river bend providing good cover, it was a very secluded spot. After several days without encountering any rivers or streams, Shuangshuang decided to take a bath there.

Just as she found a suitable spot and was about to take off her snakeskin clothes for a bath, she saw the small body of a boy floating on the water, face up, of unknown life or death.

At the sight of the boy, Shuangshuang’s first instinct was to rush into the water and pull him out. She checked for a pulse on the boy’s neck. Fortunately, there was a faint pulse, and he wasn’t dead.

Shuangshuang pressed on the little boy’s stomach to expel the water, then performed CPR. She wasn’t sure if her actions were precise, but doing something was better than nothing; she couldn’t just stand by and watch him die.

Fortunately, the boy’s Life Force was unexpectedly strong. After Shuangshuang’s haphazard rescue efforts, he finally coughed weakly and slowly opened his eyes.

The boy was around seven or eight years old, with big, shiny black eyes, long, curling eyelashes. He looked fluffy and wet like a frightened little deer, evoking considerable sympathy.

Shuangshuang softened her voice as much as possible, gently asking him, ”Don’t be afraid, little brother. Can you tell me how you ended up in the water? Which tribe are you from? Can you tell me? I’ll take you back.”

The little boy looked timidly at Shuangshuang. Perhaps still recovering from his near-death experience, he didn’t speak or respond, just curled up with his legs and sat on the ground, watching Shuangshuang silently.

”Little brother, don’t be scared. It was I who saved you just now. I mean no harm. Can you tell me where you live? Don’t you want to go home? I can take you back.”

Understanding that the child was too frightened, resulting in sluggishness and excessive terror, Shuangshuang patiently repeated her gentle words to him over and over again.

Slowly, sensing that Shuangshuang meant no harm, the boy became less resistant to speaking with her.

He sniffled, then suddenly two streams of tears rolled down his cheeks, and he said sorrowfully, ”My name is Chacha, from the Crocodile Tribe. Bad people from a cannibal tribe captured me, then I jumped into the river to escape, then I remember nothing.”

Shuangshuang...?

What was the child saying? His words were disjointed and lacked logic. She couldn’t quite make sense of it, but when he mentioned a cannibalistic tribe, did he mean the Cannibal Tribe?

Seeing Chacha cry so pitifully, Shuangshuang helplessly comforted the sobbing boy. As she soothed him, she gently inquired further. Through his tearful and intermittent recount, Shuangshuang gradually grasped the meaning behind his earlier words.