Chapter 388: Chapter 227: Encounter with Beaver Tribe Again_2

The Beaver Tribe in the Great Swamp is renowned for their fishing skills and the abundance of Ice Lotus.

After the Fierce Bird Tribe entered the Southern Wilderness, they invaded the forests surrounding the Great Swamp, forcing the Beaver Tribe to migrate.

Since then, the Vine Tribe had received no news from the Beaver Tribe.

Unexpectedly, the first tribe the Vine Tribe fleet encountered by the Feiyu River was the Beaver Tribe.

“So, the Beaver Tribe has migrated here.”

Jing Jie was delighted because he knew the Vine Tribe had once traded with the Beaver Tribe a few times; their relationship wasn’t particularly good, but not bad either.

“Enter the bay and dock at the shore!”

At Jing Jie’s command, six sailboats sailed toward the large bay.

At this moment, the Beaver Tribe on the shore also saw the sailboats gliding down the river and noticed the Vine Tribe’s Totem Banner hanging from the masts.

“Vine Tribe, it’s the Vine Tribe!”

“What are the Vine Tribe people riding on? It’s amazing, floating on the river!”

The Beaver Tribe had never seen boats and didn’t know their purpose, only that this pile of “wood” had brought the Vine Tribe people here.

Even Lu Zhu, the leader of the Beaver Tribe, came out. If it were any other tribe, the cautious Beaver Tribe might have just hidden away.

But it was the Vine Tribe, and since they knew each other, there was no need to hide.

Soon, the fleet entered the bay and approached the shore.

Lu Zhu, along with the Beaver Tribe warriors, walked to the docking area.

When Lu Zhu saw everyone on the boats with the Vine Tribe’s Totem Patterns on their faces, he finally felt relieved.

Lu Zhu shouted, “Are you friends from the Vine Tribe?”

Jing Jie replied, “I am the leader of the Vine Tribe Fishing Team, Jing Jie.”

Lu Zhu laughed heartily, “Indeed, it’s friends from the Vine Tribe, welcome to the Beaver Tribe!”

Since migrating here, it was the first time Lu Zhu was seeing a familiar tribe, and he was very excited.

“Come on down to our Beaver Tribe and have a rest.”

Lu Zhu warmly invited Jing Jie to come down, and Jing Jie did not hesitate much, instructing the crew to place the wooden boards connecting the boat and the shore.

Once the boards were in place, Jing Jie was the first to come down from the boat, followed by five crew members.

For safety, others stayed on the boat to handle any sudden situations.

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When this section of the vine flew onto the Totem Banner, it unexpectedly fused with it.

All the Totem Patterns on the Totem Banner lit up, emitting a gentle green light.

This technique had been once used by the Divine Vine on Jiang Xuan, under whose protection Jiang Xuan led many warriors to bring the Frog Tribe from remote areas to the Vine Tribe.

Now, the Divine Vine once again used this technique, ensuring the Vine Tribe fleet could navigate safely.

Only Chi Shao and Jiang Xuan saw the scene where a segment of Divine Vine merged into the Totem Banner; no one else noticed.

Only the Old Witch, who was watching the excitement, felt something different about the Totem Banner but couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

Chi Shao whispered, “With the Vine God’s protection, the fleet will return safely.”

Jiang Xuan said, “I specifically instructed Jing Jie that on the first voyage, everything should be stable, not to go too far, not to speed, and return after a few days.”

Chi Shao nodded, watching the fleet gradually fade away, silently praying in his heart.

On the Feiyu River, there were two crossing Vine Walls. As the fleet sailed near these walls, all the vines quickly contracted, clearing the way.

After the fleet passed, those vines wove together again, sealing the river, awaiting the next opening.

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In the Feiyu River, Jing Jie, holding a Bronze Fish Spear, stood at the bow of the boat, feeling the river wind on his face, watching the tumultuous river water, glancing occasionally at the Totem Banner, all feeling like a dream.

If he hadn’t joined the Vine Tribe, he would never have had such an opportunity in his lifetime.

People of the tribe are naturally curious, a trait closely tied to their survival conditions.

In the Primitive Forest, to survive on hunting and gathering, one must constantly migrate and explore.

If staying long in one place, they would starve.

Jing Jie stood at the bow for a long time, only leaving when it was time to eat.

In the cabin, there was a specially made tripod Pottery Cauldron.

The lower part of the tripod Pottery Cauldron had two basins, one large and one small, one tall and one short, integrated with the three legs of the cauldron.

The large basin served as the base of the cauldron, relatively deep, containing some water to prevent the high temperature from damaging the ship’s plank.

The small basin was about fifteen centimeters below the bottom of the cauldron.

The small basin was very deep and integrated with the bottom of the cauldron, having an inlet for adding wood or charcoal and several smoke vents for exhaust, with a side ash hole for cleaning ash and drawing in air during combustion.

Each ship had two such Pottery Cauldrons embedded in the cabin for the crew to cook, even amidst heavy rocking.

Apart from the cauldrons, there were low tables fixed to the ship’s floor, along with various living supplies.

Also included was the sleeping area for the crew; due to limited space, they slept in a large communal bed.

The latter half of the cabin contained a small number of goods, such as salt, Beast Hide Clothing, Beast Hide backpacks, pottery, ornaments, tools, etc.

Since they hadn’t planned to travel too far, the amount of cargo was not extensive, meant to be traded with suitable tribes encountered on the way, or else brought back to the tribe.

“Gurgle gurgle…”

The fire basin below the Pottery Cauldron continuously burned, with food inside cooking for some time, fully cooked through.

Jing Jie took a Pottery Bowl, filled it with food, and began to eat.

Halfway through his meal, a crew member suddenly shouted from outside.

“Leader, it seems there is a tribe ahead!”

Jing Jie blew on the food in his bowl, quickly finished eating, set down the bowl, and then left the cabin, arriving on the deck.

Ahead was a river bay, where wooden structures and people were visibly bustling around.

Jing Jie gazed at the wooden structures with a sense of familiarity, though he was sure he hadn’t seen them before.

“Lower the sails, proceed slowly.”

After Jing Jie issued the command, the fleet lowered their sails.

Without the wind’s push, the sailboats relied only on the river’s flow, moving much slower than before.

When the fleet approached the river bay, the shore’s buildings and people became clear.

On a large rock on the riverbank was a Totem Pattern, which Jing Jie saw clearly as the fleet neared the bay.

After viewing the Totem Pattern, he noticed a peculiar creature on the riverbank a little further off, his eyes widened.

“The Beaver Tribe?”

Jing Jie had never been to the Beaver Tribe but had seen Jiang Xuan’s drawings of the Totem Patterns and heard stories about the Beaver Tribe.

The Beaver Tribe in the Great Swamp is renowned for their fishing skills and the abundance of Ice Lotus.

After the Fierce Bird Tribe entered the Southern Wilderness, they invaded the forests surrounding the Great Swamp, forcing the Beaver Tribe to migrate.

Since then, the Vine Tribe had received no news from the Beaver Tribe.

Unexpectedly, the first tribe the Vine Tribe fleet encountered by the Feiyu River was the Beaver Tribe.

“So, the Beaver Tribe has migrated here.”

Jing Jie was delighted because he knew the Vine Tribe had once traded with the Beaver Tribe a few times; their relationship wasn’t particularly good, but not bad either.

“Enter the bay and dock at the shore!”

At Jing Jie’s command, six sailboats sailed toward the large bay.

At this moment, the Beaver Tribe on the shore also saw the sailboats gliding down the river and noticed the Vine Tribe’s Totem Banner hanging from the masts.

“Vine Tribe, it’s the Vine Tribe!”

“What are the Vine Tribe people riding on? It’s amazing, floating on the river!”

The Beaver Tribe had never seen boats and didn’t know their purpose, only that this pile of “wood” had brought the Vine Tribe people here.