Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 822 - 812 I was a Goddess in Ancient Times (19) Third Update

Chapter 822: 812 I was a Goddess in Ancient Times (19) Third Update

Chu Yin was naturally very confident in his own things.

Before they left, the people of the Icefield Tribe were very envious that they could wear linen clothes.

If they were still around, they would have been pleasantly surprised to trade goods with them, although previously they did not like them, but after more than half a year, those thoughts had faded.

She let Diao take these things over with the idea of bestowing a gift.

Now that Diao had brought them back untouched, Chu Yin could only think of one possibility, that the people of the Icefield Tribe hadn’t survived the winter and had died.

Thinking this, Chu Yin felt a twinge of regret, "I didn’t expect them to have perished. What a shame."

Che Nan knew that the toughest part about primitive society was surviving the winter, so he didn’t doubt Chu Yin’s words and simply shook his head without saying anything.

Not far away, other former members of the Icefield Tribe, upon hearing Chu Yin’s words, felt a mix of emotions inside, but it was much like the initial amusement and superiority they felt when going to the Icefield Tribe with Diao and Zhen.

There was a sense of smugness and schadenfreude deep in their hearts.

Inevitably, some mocking voices emerged.

"It’s not..." As the group was talking, Diao spoke up quietly, "They... have walls that rival those of a First-class City and a large number of Level 7 warriors. And Hui is very likely to have reached Level 8."

The noise from all the people of the Nan Yin Tribe stopped instantly.

Since leaving the Icefield, Ye Shaohua had not paid any more attention to the Icefield Tribe, because she did not think there was anything worth her attention.

The others were the same, they were focused solely on developing the Nan Yin Tribe, and the Nan Yin Tribe had indeed grown quite fast, yet they faced a serious problem: there were too few warriors in the tribe.

They were also thrilled to have several Level 6 warriors in the Nan Yin Tribe.

But they had never expected Diao to bring back such news.

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Ye Shaohua and the others did not know that, while they were in high spirits roasting dinosaur meat, the Nan Yin Tribe was having a sleepless night.

This primitive society also had its civilized regions.

These were the so-called First-class Cities, each with a Level 10 warrior in command and city patrols of warriors above Level 7.

Moreover, First-class Cities enslaved many feudal tribes.

To say they had feudal tribes was just another way of saying they used those tribes as slaves for the First-class Cities.

Ye Shaohua and her group had arrived at a First-class City a day early, riding a very large brown bird.

They landed outside the city, and Ye Shaohua observed the plants outside the city while heading toward the First-class City with the others.

"People from the Icefield Tribe?" As the Great Elder of a First-class City, Ge Tian frowned slightly when he saw Ye Shaohua’s party of just four, "Where is your tribe chief and priest? Have your priest and tribe chief come here."

Because Ye Shaohua and Chu Yun were walking in front, they looked too young and harmless, and Ge Tian mistook them for priest apprentices.

He spoke indifferently.

Others who came to the First-class City would want to bring scores or even hundreds of warriors, while Ye Shaohua’s group was simply too small.

"Great Elder Ge Tian, these are our High Priest and tribe chief," said You, the manager of the Icefield, introducing Ye Shaohua and Chu Yun with a slight smile, well-versed in social graces.

However, Ge Tian just frowned and continued to regard them.

A warrior beside Ge Tian looked at Ye Shaohua’s group and laughed, "Those two?"

The laugh was not very genial, instead carrying a hint of mockery, as though a giant was looking down upon an ant.

Actually, it wasn’t hard to understand; in their eyes, Icefield was just a tribe that had risen less than a year ago.

Although the First-class City patrols had observed and added Icefield’s people to their list, the people of First-class City never really took anyone outside their own seriously.

Hui had come with Ye Shaohua this time, while this time Ye Shaohua had left Tui and others to defend Icefield.

She and Chu Yun came to the First-class City themselves.

When they heard this, Chu Yun, who had learned much about this world, whispered, "These are the people of First-class City. They overlook all the tribes in this society. Any time a new tribe appears and they find it, it is to prevent that tribe from growing into a First-class City."

This was also a form of monopoly.

Seeing the party of four, especially noting Chu Yun’s arm without any tattoos, Ge Tian decided silently and gave a secret signal to the warrior beside him.

The warrior immediately stepped forward and said to them, "If you are the tribe chief, then you must be the strongest in your tribe?"

"Do you want to fight me?" Chu Yun asked with a very gentle smile.

"It’s not about fighting, but verifying whether you qualify to join the First-class City," the warrior was still considering how to coax them into revealing themselves, but now that Chu Yun had brought it up himself, he eyed Chu Yun’s arm suspiciously and said, "You? Are you capable? Otherwise, let her come out."

He pointed at Hui.

To his surprise, at that moment, Hui shrank back a little.

The warrior’s eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Alright, let’s have you then," the warrior waved his hand carelessly, not even bothering to take out his weapon. He clearly did not regard Chu Yun as a contender.

He merely flexed his fingers, intentionally showing off the Level 7 pattern on his arm.

Then, he disappeared like a fleeting shadow.

The patrol team behind Ge Tian, seeing Chu Yun still standing calmly, pointed at his face and snickered as if they were toying with a juggler.

The warrior, fading like a shadow, also smirked. He truly hadn’t considered taking up a weapon against someone who didn’t even seem to be a Level 7 warrior,

However... suddenly, the vanishing warrior didn’t manage to grab Chu Yun’s neck; instead, Chu Yun seized his arm firmly.

The warrior’s expression changed, but as a Level 7 warrior, he had good reflexes and quickly drew his weapon.

Yet in that moment, his weapon was also taken by Chu Yun.

Chu Yun hadn’t moved an inch from beginning to end. He looked up at Ge Tian and spoke calmly, "Can we go in now?"