55: Chapter 55 People from the Mad Wolf Tribe Arrive

Zhao Feng called Xiao Luo over, and they went out to find them.

On the map, they were getting closer and closer. Zhao Feng already knew there were three white dots, and all of them were at least at the Upper Rank of the Mortal Level.

Such strength naturally posed no pressure for the current Qin Tribe, but judging by the other tribes they had encountered so far, this was very rare.

Even the Wolf Chief of the werewolves they had met before only had the strength of the Peak of the Mortal Level, and one had to remember, he was the Clan Chief of a powerful tribe.

Amidst the constant flow of people, Zhao Feng quickly locked onto the newcomers.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and focused his mind on the center of his brow. Feeling a tingling sensation there, he instantly entered the state of the Heavenly Eye.

In the state of the Heavenly Eye, Zhao Feng could fully sense everything within a ten-meter radius. The stronger someone was, the more intense the light of their Soul radiating outward.

They were three werewolves.

However, unlike the grey fur of the werewolves he had seen before, these three had purple-red fur; they looked like non-mainstream existences among the werewolves.

Retracting the Heavenly Eye, Zhao Feng closed his pores, concealed his aura, and strode over.

"May I ask what brings you three honored guests here?"

The three werewolves, who were observing their surroundings with curious eyes, were startled by this sudden sentence. Their fur stood on end, and they immediately assumed a defensive stance.

Xiao Luo followed, translating what was said into the language of the Grey Werewolf. The three purple-red werewolves didn't speak, and Xiao Luo didn't know if their language was the same as that of the Grey Werewolf.

Zhao Feng waved his hand, signaling that he had no weapons. His hands were smooth and fair, his nails trimmed clean, making him look completely harmless.

"Are you the Clan Chief of this tribe?" A slightly taller purple-red werewolf signaled the other two to lower their guard and stepped forward to ask.

Xiao Luo quickly understood their words; it was similar to the Grey Werewolf language, so she translated it immediately.

"That is correct." After answering, Zhao Feng stared at him quietly.

The werewolf felt a bit uncomfortable. Zhao Feng's sudden appearance, which they hadn't detected despite being on constant alert, indicated that this person's strength far exceeded theirs. It seemed their plan for this time needed to be changed.

The werewolf forced a smile, his large mouth stretching open, which only made him look more ferocious. "Esteemed Clan Chief, we are envoys from the Mad Wolf Tribe. We have come to discuss something important."

"The Mad Wolf Tribe?" Zhao Feng remained expressionless, but he was stunned inwardly, as he had never heard of it.

Seeing Zhao Feng show no reaction, the other two werewolves looked angry, though it was unclear why.

"This is not the place to talk; let's go somewhere else." The werewolf saw that Zhao Feng's expression hadn't changed and couldn't gauge what he was thinking. Since the street was bustling with people and not a suitable place for conversation, he had no choice but to say that.

"Very well. Since you have come from afar, I should fulfill my duty as a host. Please, this way." Zhao Feng signaled for Xiao Luo to lead the way, while he accompanied the three werewolves behind, heading toward the Town Center.

At the same time, he used the System interface to inform the Elder of the situation, asking the Elder to take Lady Luo Ha and hide in the back hall first.

As they passed the checkpoint, the werewolf saw the guarding warriors and his pupils constricted, but he remained calm.

Walking along the way, the werewolf appeared calm on the surface, but a storm was brewing in his heart. "Where on earth did this tribe come from? Not only do they possess exquisitely polished stone tools, but every warrior is fierce and strong, and they have a prosperous tribe and a dense, newborn forest..."

They entered the front hall of the Town Center and sat down as host and guests.

Zhao Feng smiled and said, "How should I address you, honored envoy? What is the purpose of the Mad Wolf Tribe's visit?"

The werewolf said, "I am Lang Luo, an envoy of the Small Taiji of the Mad Wolf Tribe. I have come to call upon your tribe to join forces and eliminate the swarm of Corpse Beast occupying the Endless Grasslands."

"Call upon?"

"Correct. As one of The Ten Great Tribes, although the Endless Mountains are not in our administrative area, you are merely a small tribe, so you naturally need to obey our summons." The werewolf next to him said arrogantly.

Xiao Luo looked at Zhao Feng with some worry and translated it exactly as said.

"Oh? Is that so?" Zhao Feng's expression changed slightly.

The werewolf ignored Zhao Feng's expression and continued, "This is the summons order from the Great Taiji. Even our Small Taiji dares not disobey it. Do you intend to defy the order?"

Just as Zhao Feng was about to flare up, the Elder suddenly emerged from the back hall. He first bowed to Zhao Feng and then said, "I am an Elder of the Qin Tribe. Honored envoy, you have traveled from afar and haven't eaten yet, have you? This matter is quite significant; we need to discuss it further."

"Very well, then we shall impose upon you." Lang Luo, the lead envoy, glanced at the Elder and Zhao Feng, and said calmly.

Signaling for two warriors to take the three werewolves to the cafeteria, the Elder waited until they were far away before saying to Zhao Feng, "Clan Chief, do not underestimate the enemy."

By now, Zhao Feng had calmed down. After all, he was still young and a bit impulsive. "What does Lady Luo Ha say?"

"Clan Chief!" Lady Luo Ha walked out from the back. "Clan Chief, this world is ruled by The Ten Great Tribes, and the Mad Wolf Tribe is indeed among them. In the past, Clan Chief Ke Luo and I have seen werewolves from the Mad Wolf Tribe, and they do indeed have purple-red fur."

"In that case, the identity of the Mad Wolf Tribe is not in question. Lady Luo Ha, do you know about their strength?" Zhao Feng nodded and said.

Lady Luo Ha said seriously, "The Great Chief of the Mad Wolf Tribe is called the Great Taiji, and under him are eight Small Taiji who rule in all directions. Each Small Taiji has a tribe of over three thousand people under their command. Their strength is very strong and cannot be underestimated."

Hearing Lady Luo Ha's words, Zhao Feng's expression became grave. After nearly two months of development, in addition to constantly producing Farmer, the Qin Tribe had also attracted some scattered outsiders to join. The population had reached 1,000, which was the population limit of the Stone Age.

Out of the 1,000 people, 600 were Farmer, Planter, merchants, workers, and so on, while the army consisted of only 400 people.

Among these 400 people, there were 130 in the infantry Huben Battalion, 130 in the She Sheng Battalion, 41 in the cavalry, 13 Giant Wood Archer, 13 Daoist, and 13 monks. The above 340 people were field troops.

Additionally, there was one garrison unit and 19 guards, which was exactly a full complement.

There was also the Alliance that could scrape together some troops, but it was definitely not worth it to fight to the death with a large tribe of three thousand people.

It seems he had to upgrade to the Bronze Age as soon as possible.

"Then, what is this summons order about?"

"The summons order is a mobilization order from The Ten Great Tribes. Except for the necessary population for defending the tribe, every tribe must participate to the best of their ability, otherwise, they will be attacked by the Mad Wolf Tribe." Lady Luo Ha replied hurriedly with a worried expression.

"It seems we have no choice but to go. Very well, let's see when exactly it is. Come, let's go meet them together."