The True Martial Wolrd
chapter 4
Jiang Xiaorou was unsuspecting and explained various aspects of the world to him.
Yi Yun had originally imagined that this was a world where martial arts was respected, but after listening to Jiang Xiaorou's description, Yi Yun realized that he had underestimated the importance of martial arts in this world.
To be more precise, this was a world where martial arts was life. In this world, humans had their own cities and campsites, while the wilderness belonged to wild beasts and desolate wild beasts. Humans risk the threat of being attacked by wild animals or wild animals while farming or hunting. Because of this monstrous large beast, it limited the range of human activities. So among the commoners, there was a supply deficit.
For a campground or a city, high-level warriors were saviors! Without the protection of a high-ranking warrior, a desolate wild beast could destroy the inhabitants of the camp and the city in one night.
Unfortunately for Yi Yun and Jiang Xiaorou, their tribe was a small tribe without a single high-level warrior. The entire tribe was in a precarious state, which could be destroyed at any time. Due to the lack of strength, these small tribes experienced many problems in cultivating or gathering food. They were unable to survive on their own, but relied on the manufacture of weapons such as arrows and armor for large tribal cities in exchange for some rations and beasts to survive.
The raw materials for the arrows Jiang Xiaorou made came from a larger tribe. He was only responsible for producing it.
Yuner, come back in. Tomorrow I can exchange a little ration for this arrow. I can even exchange a piece of desolate beast meat. Do you still remember the desolate wild beast? It was the strongest beast, and only a very large tribe could hunt them. Eating a piece gives a lot of strength!
“If someone eats for a long time, he can become a fighter very quickly!” Jiang Xiaorou said it in a dream, because if her brother could become a warrior, it would be quite overwhelming.
It was a pity that they only had the chance to eat ferocious beasts every few months. The hope of becoming a warrior is destined to be an excessive desire.
However, in the large tribes, the young had ferocious beasts for their food, and it was actually not considered valuable among the large tribes. Although a silent ferocious beast was difficult to hunt, a desolate wild beast was over ten meters tall and weighed several tons. That was enough to feed ten people for many years.
To the proud elites in the large tribes, the meat of the beasts was for the commoners. What they ate were either the bones of a silent beast, or the bones of a desolate one.
All of the essence within those silent beasts was in their desolate bones. A large set of desolate wild beast skeletons could be refined through a special method to obtain a bean-sized desolate bone essence.
This desolate bone essence was used to help the warriors break through their limits by opening their meridians, stimulating blood pulses and various beneficial effects. It was something that all martial artists longed for.
Of course, the desolate bone essence was only a legend to poor families in lowly tribes like Jiang Xiaorou and Yi Yun.
Forgetting the desolate bone essence, even refining a piece of desolate bone would require many steps and secret methods. It is impossible for a normal person to fix it successfully.
“Sleeping beast, desolate bone essence ..” Yi Yun muttered to himself. The term he heard from Jiang Xiaorou's mouth surprised him, as she was very knowledgeable.
After a quiet night, Yi Yun woke up early the next morning from hunger.
Without eating for a few days, and eating only a little porridge, Yi Yun's hunger level was extremely high.
“Sister Xiaorou!”
Now, Yi Yun was used to calling Jiang Xiaorou's sister. He had learned from yesterday's chat with Jiang Xiaorou that he used to call Jiang Xiaorou “Son Xiaorou”.
Oh Brother Xiaorou, why are you
Yi Yun suddenly realized that Jiang Xiaorou's clothes were wet with a lot of dew, and her originally bright eyes were now speckled with red veins. He looks so tired.
Looking at the two bundles of arrows that Jiang Xiaorou hugged, it was clear to Yi Yun that Jiang Xiaorou had not slept once throughout the night to finish the arrows!
They were so poor that they could not turn on the lights. Jiang Xiaorou had used the dim light from the fireflies and moonlight to painstakingly finish the arrow overnight.
Jiang Xiaorou smilingly said, Yun’er, earlier when you fell and injured yourself, I continued to take care of you. In the last two days, I was busy with your funeral and ritual, so I didn't have time to make arrows. Today was the day we exchanged it for rations, so if I didn't hurry to finish it, we would both starve. I will even make you some desolate beast meat to take care of you!
As he said that, Jiang Xiaorou looked at Yi Yun's forehead lovingly.
Yi Yun was stunned when he saw Jiang Xiaorou using linoleum to wrap the two darts carefully. His expression was joy and satisfaction.
Yi Yun sighed deeply and clenched his fists. He was determined to give a much better life to the sister who cared for him.
“Come away, time to collect our rations!”
Jiang Xiaorou held onto Yi Yun while carrying two heavy darts. He came with great anticipation to the Sun Valley field where the ration exchange took place.
There are already a lot of people gathered there.
The thing that attracted people's attention was the cloaked man on the stage.
He looked around twenty-five and sat gracefully in a chair covered in beast skin. A well-made sword hung on his waist.
The robed man lazily glanced at the suffering crowd as they busied themselves under the stage.
These people were moving a bunch of arrows and sets of exquisite leather armor. A person who looks like a treasurer records every item that is moved.
Standing beside the robed man was an old man dressed in yellow. He was all smiling, with a licked expression on his face.
“Are his weapons and armor satisfying, Mr Tao?” The old man bowed in front of him as his face wrinkled. The cloaked man glanced at the old man before snorting in response.
Although the cloaked man was filled with disdain, the old man did not betray his mind and continued to smile.
Mr. Tao is an ambassador of a large tribe, and is in charge of collecting weapons. It was because Master Tao was not considered special in his tribe because he was sent here for duty, but to the yellow-robed elder, he was someone of the utmost importance.
Jiang Xiaorou handed over the two darts she had made in exchange for two small wooden tablets. With two wooden tablets in hand, Jiang Xiaorou's face flushed red as she clasped them tightly in her damp palm as this was for her rations and her brother.
After fifteen minutes, all the weapons and armor were stored in a large wagon pulled by two large horned horses.
Lord Tao lazily scanned the books as he threw the large wooden crate at the yellow-robed elder before leaving with his subordinates.
The yellow-robed elder courteously sent Lord Tao away with a smile before finally wiping it off his face to exude a dignified face.
Everyone tribe burned with anticipation saying, “Patriark, please share the ration.”
“Really! We haven't seen him in months! Some people started shouting as they were all waiting to collect rations to fill their stomachs back home.
“Sunny!” as the yellow-robed elder extinguished the mass with movement. Yi Yun never expected that this boneless old freak was the Patriarch.
“Because everyone is so impatient, let's share the ration!” As he finished saying, some powerful men walked over hurriedly and took out a bag of rations from the warehouse and piled it on a small mound.
That's not true, Patriarch. Why are there so few today?
“Yes! There used to be more! “Also why don't we see wild animals?”
Many people started raving because they had handed over more weapons than previous years, but the number received was much less. Not only was his ration halved, but, even ferocious beasts disappeared.
“Patriark, what does this mean!”
Seeing the horde getting more disorganized, the yellow-robed elder snorted and said, “Close your mouth!” You'll understand in a moment. Share the rations now! Hand over your wooden tablet, and whatever you receive, that's what you'll get!
The yellow-robed elder said it forcefully so that many who were dissatisfied immediately shut their mouths. This yellow-robed elder was a warrior. Even though he was a low-grade Mortal Blood warrior, he was clearly a pillar of the tribe, so few dared to oppose him.
Those from the warrior preparation camp were the first to receive rations! As the yellow-robed elder waved his hand, a group of men wearing beast skins walked forward. Their ages ranged from fifteen to forty years. Without exception, they were all stocky and muscular from their training. These people were members of the warrior preparation camp, and were the hope of the tribe. As young adults with good physical attributes, they are selected from the young for training. Other than hunting occasionally, they did not farm or make arrows or armor.
Moreover, anything as beneficial as food was first distributed to the warrior preparation camp. Because, if one of them became a top-class warrior, they would bring a lot of wealth to the tribe. In addition to being able to protect, the output abilities of high-level warriors were extremely high as they were strong enough to go into the wilderness to hunt. A few large ferocious beasts alone were enough to feed an entire tribe for days. Without exaggeration, a high-level warrior can defend a small tribe!
There were dozens of people in the warrior preparation camp, and since they had never participated in the making, they naturally did not have wooden tablets; but each of them still took out a large bag of rations.
The small amount of rations was progressively reduced by a fifth, but there were tens of times more people who had yet to receive rations compared to the warrior preparation camp.
From this, it was destined that many would starve.
Jiang Xiaorou, who was by Yi Yun's side, clasped the wooden tablet tightly. His face was pale because their days were only counting if they did not manage to get any rations.
Those people were earnest when the members of the warrior preparation camp took their part as usual, which obviously meant not enough to share.
Household with Tier one men, let's collect your rations! The yellow-robed elder gave another order. In a world where this martial art lived, the men who were not from the warrior preparation camp received a distribution comparable to their abilities.
The simple test was strength; being able to lift 300 lbs was a Level one male!
The lower they lift, the lower their level.
The household with the Tier one man heaved a sigh of relief and rushed forward to collect their rations. The wooden tablet was just for show. These households received far fewer rations than usual, but at least they received something.
These households were originally richer, and would have an excess of food. So even though their days ahead required them to downsize, it was not a desperate situation.
“Households with men Level two, let's collect your rations!” The yellow-robed elder opened his mouth again. Compared to the person who bowed at “Master Tao”, this yellow-robed elder was a completely different person with his cold demeanor.
Second-degree males can lift about 250 lbs. of stone. The ration they received was greatly reduced.
The ration bag ran out quickly. With every bag lost, Jiang Xiaorou's face became even paler. His wet hand gripped the wooden tablet tightly.
The problem is not about having fewer pockets of rations; it is a matter of life and death. Without rations, they would starve to death!
He was originally full of hope for the ration distribution of this round. Other than getting the rations, he hoped to receive a piece of beast meat for nurse Yi Yun. However, not even a normal ration was left.
“House with male Level three, let's collect your rations!”
With the rations dwindling, Jiang Xiaorou held her breath.
The yellow-robed elder frowned, as the amount of rations was too little. Many still do not accept it. In the months to come, many are destined to die of hunger.
But for the benefit of the tribe, to capture that golden opportunity, the yellow-robed elder could only harden his heart and sacrifice the weak.
It was common for people to starve to death or get sick in the tribe. Poor living conditions result in the average life expectancy being short scary.
The rest, let's collect your rations.
With those words, a large group of people rushed forward. Jiang Xiaorou shouted as the crowd pushed her down.
He was bruised from the fall, but he held tightly to his wooden tablet, as if his freedom gave him hope.
“Sister Xiaorou.” Seeing Jiang Xiaorou fall, Yi Yun rushed past the mob and pulled her up.
“Are you okay, Big Brother Xiaorou?” Yi Yun was anxious that being trampled by this mob would result in death. Jiang Xiaorou held onto Yi Yun's hand helplessly.
Stop squeezing. You're all in order! The yellow-robed elder shouted. His voice seemed to be filled with a special energy, causing the masses that were advancing forward to calm down.
“Lined, one by one!” The yellow-robed elder was authoritative. No one dared to oppose him because they all knew he had the power. He was in charge of the tribe, and he would execute anyone who was disobedient on the spot.
People were queuing up to get his rations, even though it was a miserable sum. But in a few moments, his rations ran out, leaving many without.
Jiang Xiaorou's heart sank. Without rations, they cannot survive.
“Wang Long, take out some stored rations,” the yellow-robed elder said to a fat man. Wang Long was one of the family members of the yellow-robed elder.
“Yes, Patriarch.” Wang Long left and returned in no time with a small cart of rations. This is a ration that is stored only containing grains.
On Earth, eating whole grains is a great source of vitamins that produce health. But in this alternate world, it was a completely different matter. Wheat is a waste after processing. It is mixed with wheat bran as food. It feels horrible and hard to swallow.
Grains are also low in nutrients, and difficult to digest. In fact, it provides very little energy, about half of the ration. Even though it was wheat, it was better than nothing. The crowd could only resign themselves to fate and gather very small amounts of grain. Jiang Xiaorou was right behind, and in turn, there was almost no grain left.
He passed two drenched wooden tablets and received two bags of wheat the size of a palm. Even if he and Yi Yun ate the grains as porridge, it would not last more than ten days.
Jiang Xiaorou was stunned as she held onto the light grain pouch, unwilling to accept her fate.
Her brother had just returned from the dead, were they going to starve together?
“For what you stay there, stop blocking the way!” The man in charge of distributing the wheat said impatiently, wanting Jiang Xiaorou to leave as soon as possible.
Jiang Xiaorou felt angry. He had been working hard all night to make those arrows, and all he had obtained was this small amount. Although she was a weak girl, she bravely faced a group of men who held the authority of the tribe. Why the small amount? I handed him two darts. Not only did I not get rations, but all I got were grains that were far from normal amounts!
The man in charge of distributing the wheat was dumbfounded. He never expected the young girl to have the courage to question him.
Do you even know the rules? You were just a kid, and a young girl at the time. Without men at home, what's the point of having so much food? It would be useless!
In this world, smaller tribes favored men. In the large tribes, there were different types of ferocious beasts, and even bones. So the difference between the two sexes is not very important.
But in a small tribe, male strength was a gap of profit that could not be closed. Some girls have strength comparable to men.
Underestimated, Jiang Xiaorou yelled angrily, Who said I have no men in my house? There's one here! Saying that, Jiang Xiaorou grabbed Yi Yun by the hand and stood beside him.
