Luo Zhen spoke arrogantly, but his words fell flat. The strong men standing around looked at Luo Zhen with eyes that seemed to regard him as a rare animal, their intense gaze almost palpable.
As soon as Luo Zhen appeared, they recognized him as an ordinary person who couldn't transform into a beast. This method of identification seemed to be understood by every soldier, as men who couldn't transform were no different from women in the eyes of these powerful warriors. While their physical strength might be better than women's, they still couldn't handle the beasts outside.
Moreover, their tribe possessed a child-mother tree, meaning even men could give birth. In a world lacking women, powerful warriors didn’t mind whether their partners were men, women, or even other warriors. If they couldn't find the right person, they might even pair up to conceive offspring. However, the stronger the fighter, the harder it was to conceive. Therefore, most fighters chose ordinary people who couldn't transform as partners first.
In the eyes of warriors, ordinary people had always been entities in need of careful protection. Had they ever heard an ordinary person say they needed to find food to support warriors themselves? Well, although Lu Zhan's identity was a bit special, as long as he was a fighter, he wouldn't let his partner support him. It was a matter of their strength.
Lu Zhan's expression darkened immediately. He wasn't angry at Luo Zhen; he was just speechless. Did this person remember when he was thrown into the lake by his clansmen and left to die? Besides, Lu Zhan really wanted to ask how this person, who walked barefoot in the grass all the way back, could be so confident he could support himself. But when Luo Zhen said that, Lu Zhan, who had lived alone for over ten years, couldn't help but look at him differently.
Ah Li bumped into him and whispered, "If you don't want him, I can pursue him. You know my strength, and I will definitely take better care of him." He didn't mind supporting a partner, especially one who expressed the desire to support himself, and Luo Zhen was quite pleasing to his eyes.
Lu Zhan shot him an annoyed glance and pulled Luo Zhen to his side. "Since he chose me, he belongs to me now."
Ah Lie shrugged indifferently. He wasn't fixated on this foreigner. On the contrary, he was glad Lu Zhan had found a partner. He used to worry that Lu Zhan wasn't deeply attached to the tribe, fearing he might leave like his father and grandfather did. Now, with a partner, Lu Zhan wouldn't think of leaving the tribe anymore.
Heishan didn’t care whom Luo Zhen chose as a partner. For him, even foreigners could bear children for the tribe's warriors. Although Lu Zhan was a delicate half-orc, his father and grandfather were powerful warriors. If their offspring inherited their abilities, they wouldn't need to stay in this remote corner of the prey tribe.
Montenegro left after resolving the matter.
The newly formed couple needed the tribe's wizard to perform the bonding ritual, but the black panther tribe's wizard had just taken the warrior who won the fruit from the fruit tree this year. It would take three days for him to return, so Lu Zhan exchanged a large piece of mutton with another soldier named Bamboo. Then, Zhuo Guo took Luo Zhen home.
Lu Zhan's animal skin tent was at the outermost edge of the tribe, not too close to others' tents. There was a three-meter cedar next to the tent, hiding it from view unless someone paid attention. But if anything went wrong, the tribe members could quickly rush to support.
Luo Zhen didn't know if living on the edge of the tribe was good or bad, but he was satisfied with the place. Perhaps because of its remote location, there wasn't much human-made dirt, but there were many stubborn weeds growing on the dirt roads, reaching up to his ankles.
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The Survival of the Wild Tribe
RomantizmNot my story, but I polished the translation a little bit.. much better than mtl.. for offline reading only.