219: Chapter 219 The Cow Tribe Starts to Die!

Dairy Cow Mom was extremely surprised.

She hadn't expected that when the Crocodile Sisters said the scent was the same as hers, it was actually her own Tribe.

Several cows gathered around, sizing up the Cow Mother and Daughter with scrutinizing gazes.

Then, one cow said in surprise:

"Oh! Not only has your daughter's injury healed, but she's also grown so strong."

"It seems you've been eating well lately."

"Sister, how did you do it?" one cow asked curiously.

"A leg injury is absolutely fatal for us of the Bovine Race."

"Yeah! Tell us about it, just in case our legs get injured in the future."

"Then we can use it."

"..."

Her former cow sisters laughed and questioned her with immense enthusiasm.

It seemed as though they had a very good relationship with Dairy Cow Mom.

However, Dairy Cow Mom couldn't agree with that sentiment.

She knew the true faces of these cows all too well; otherwise, she and her daughter wouldn't have been left alone in the first place.

Dairy Cow Mom gave a polite smile and said, "I didn't have any special method."

"The reason my daughter was able to recover is that we met a Benefactor."

"Under his meticulous care, she was able to recover."

Opposite her, several cows glanced at each other upon hearing this.

Their original enthusiasm vanished instantly.

One of the cows rolled her eyes and said:

"What? And here I thought there was some folk remedy; turns out it was just good luck."

"How boring, how boring~"

"I say, sister, what did you promise him for someone to protect your daughter's health?" one cow asked playfully.

"It couldn't be... mating rights, could it?"

"..."

The words of these cows made Dairy Cow Mom frown, and displeasure rose in her heart.

These words were undoubtedly an insult to her Benefactor.

However, Dairy Cow Mom still granted them and the Tribe a final bit of dignity, not responding with malice.

Of course! There was another main reason: they weren't worth it.

The current Dairy Cow Mom was different from this group of cows.

She was An Ke's cow, a companion of An Ke's group.

Finally, she only left behind one sentence: "I'm leaving now."

"Wait!"

At that moment, a majestic voice rang out.

Looking toward the sound, a robust Bull was slowly walking over.

His body was incredibly strong, with bulging muscles beneath his black and white skin.

Every part of his body exuded male hormones.

Wherever he went, the cows would step back a few paces to make way for him.

"Chief..." Dairy Cow Mom spoke subconsciously.

The one coming toward them was the leader of the cow herd.

The Chief kept a stiff face, his nostrils snorting air.

He was self-importantly arrogant.

He looked down from above, his eyes sharp as he stared at the Little Calf, his tone solemn:

"Little Calf, why don't you greet the Chief when you see him?"

The Little Calf stood by her mother's leg and pursed her lips.

She didn't want to acknowledge this former Chief at all.

Because when she was injured back then, the Chief had led the Tribe to migrate without the slightest hesitation.

No matter how much her mother pleaded, the Chief's heart hadn't softened in the least.

He had only left behind a cold sentence: once a cow's leg is injured, it becomes a burden to the Tribe.

In the end, the Chief and the Tribe chose to abandon her and her mother, migrating away without looking back.

The Little Calf believed that if they hadn't met An Ke back then, she and her mother would surely have been killed by wild beasts.

Even if they hadn't died, they wouldn't have survived the winter and would have eventually starved to death.

So the Little Calf didn't want to call him Chief; he didn't deserve it.

Dairy Cow Mom also knew her daughter's personality.

So she spoke up to help: "Chief, the child is still young and doesn't know better."

After saying that, she smiled slightly and gave a small nod to the Chief.

She intended to leave once again.

"Chief, we mother and daughter will take our leave now."

However, the Chief had no intention of letting the Cow Mother and Daughter go.

He frowned and spoke in a deep voice:

"Since you mother and daughter are now safe and sound, shouldn't you return to the Tribe?

To contribute to the Tribe?"

"Contribute to the continuation of the Tribe."

Dairy Cow Mom frowned.

She really wanted to question the Bull Chief: how do you have the nerve to say that?

Previously, you didn't care whether we mother and daughter lived or died.

Now that you see we are healthy, you want us to contribute to the Tribe?

Dairy Cow Mom didn't intend to pay the Chief any mind; she continued to leave with the Little Calf without looking back.

From now on, she would only follow her Benefactor, An Ke.

She would absolutely never return to the Tribe.

And this action of Dairy Cow Mom's enraged the Chief.

He let out an angry "Moo" and immediately ordered the other cows behind him:

"Stop that mother and daughter!!"

"It's one thing to be disrespectful to me, the Chief, but to actually disregard the interests of the Tribe!"

"Ridiculous!"

Behind him, several Bulls immediately ran toward the Cow Mother and Daughter upon hearing the command.

They then surrounded them completely, blocking their path.

"The Chief told you to stop, didn't you hear?"

"You dare to disobey the Chief's order? How bold!!"

"..."

The cows spoke while forcing the Cow Mother and Daughter back.

Dairy Cow Mom shielded her daughter behind her.

At the same time, she no longer restrained the dissatisfaction in her heart.

She looked at the Chief and said crossly:

"Chief! From this day forward, we mother and daughter will no longer return to the Tribe.

My Benefactor saved me in my time of peril; my daughter and I must dedicate ourselves to him."

"That's right!" the Little Calf spoke up, "Mama and I only want to stay by Brother An Ke's side."

"In the future, we will only dedicate ourselves to Brother An Ke."

The Little Calf mustered her courage and shouted loudly.

For the Dairy Cow Tribe, these words from the Cow Mother and Daughter were considered rebellious and unorthodox.

For a moment, the Chief didn't speak, but the cows who had just called Dairy Cow Mom 'sister' stepped forward.

"Oh my! How can you have the nerve to say such things?"

"You grew up in the Tribe, and now you say something like that? Do you have no shame?"

"Just asking you, if you touch your conscience, does it not feel pain?"

"Truly hilarious! They say only Wolf Packs have ungrateful wolves, but I didn't expect our Dairy Cow Tribe to have ungrateful ones too."

"..."

The Chief also spoke in a deep voice at this time:

"Today, you're going nowhere."

"You must return to the Tribe and contribute to its expansion."

For a cattle herd, the larger the numbers and the bigger the group, the safer they would be.

At least it could share some of the risk of being preyed upon.

Secondly, it was so that Dairy Cow Mom could help the Dairy Cow Tribe reproduce.

On one hand, it could continue to expand the Tribe.

On the other hand, she could be used as a sacrificial pawn.

When the Chief's offspring encountered a life-or-death crisis, the Chief had the right to let other cows in the Tribe go to their deaths.

Sacrificing themselves so that the Chief's offspring could survive.

That was how Dairy Cow Mom's husband had passed away.

At that time, a group of predators had set their sights on the Chief's youngest son.

No matter how the Tribe resisted, they couldn't drive the predators away.

So, the Chief decisively ordered Dairy Cow Mom's husband to sacrifice himself.

He actively offered himself as food to the predators, thereby making them give up on hunting the Chief's child.

"No! I will not return to the Tribe!!"

"I want to go back to my Benefactor's side, get out of the way!!"

Dairy Cow Mom roared.