I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 95: Michael’s Tragic Future

They weren’t the only ones trading for grain this season.

Although Eric hadn’t stuck his head out the whole way, he heard Max and Michael say they had encountered other beastman tribes, but both sides merely exchanged cold, brief greetings.

Because the other party was the strong White Bear beastman tribe, they didn’t travel together. In previous years, if they met smaller tribes, they would often protect them and travel together.

Actually, when he heard about the White Bear beastmen, Eric really wanted to meet them. It was a pity that neither side spoke up at the time, and he was curled up in the animal hide, completely unaware.

By the time Eric found out, he had already missed them. But maybe with good luck, he could meet them at the Ox-Head tribe. He was very interested in other beastmen.

He heard that their Hadu tribe was not considered far from the Red Grass tribe. There were other beastmen who came from even further to trade.

Like the Flying Eagle tribe and the Golden Eagle tribe, for example. But they were bird-type beastmen; their flying speed was faster, so even a longer distance wasn’t a problem.

Mentioning the White Bear beastmen, Eric’s first reaction was to wonder if there were panda-shaped beastmen here. Just thinking about the soft black and white fluff balls made him excited.

In modern times, seeing a real panda was too difficult. Back in his second year of university, a classmate treated him to a trip to Sichuan. He waited in line for a long time, got pushed around by the crowd, and only managed to see a round butt.

Just like their Wolf tribe had Snow Wolves, Black Wolves, and Moon Wolves.

Bear-shaped beastmen were also divided into many types. They all lived separately, unlike the Ox-Head tribe, where all types lived communally together.

Max had slowed down, so Eric dared to poke his head out. He crawled forward a few steps, then sat right on top of his head, excitedly looking at the surrounding scenery.

Below him, Max indulged him and slowed down a bit more. He knew this hyperactive cub had been held back a lot during the journey.

Despite possessing the original owner’s memories, Eric still occasionally forgot a few details, for example, the fact that one couldn’t casually climb onto a Snow Wolf’s head...

Having finally gotten to travel far, he was too excited. His mind was only focused on wanting to see a little further, completely forgetting this taboo.

Beside them, Michael tsk-tsked watching the two of them. He had intended to tease them, but suddenly realized where the sense of unease he felt during the task assignment came from.

Next, they would have to separate from Thomas and the others, leaving only the three of them on the road to refine salt.

That also meant, Michael would have to endure this for the entire remaining journey!

This kind of spectacle was fine to watch a few times, but on the road, there would be no one to share the pain with...

Finally understanding, it felt like a bolt of lightning struck him. Michael’s spirits immediately plummeted.

Wolves were related to dogs, and he was about to be force-fed dog food, literally.

Thomas and Joseph couldn’t understand the thoughts of the younger generation and didn’t bother to pay attention, leading the way.

Joseph looked at the roofs of the Red Grass tribe in the distance with emotional eyes.

That year, they fled to this continent in panic. The harsh surroundings nearly drove them to their deaths.

The Golden Kingdom and the Elf tribe were wary of each other, and neither would intervene in their life or death. The fact that they stopped the pursuing humans was only to protect their own prestige.

The number of Dwarves who fled here was initially nearly ten thousand; later, more than half died.

It wasn’t until the Ox-Head tribe truly couldn’t watch anymore that they took them into the tribe.

Initially, both the Elf tribe and the Golden Kingdom sent people to investigate. Seeing the Ox-Head tribe’s extremely firm attitude, and that they had no intention of monopolizing the Dwarves, they left in peace.

It was ridiculous to say; in their eyes, the lives of several thousand Dwarves were just like an object.

The Ox-Head tribe had extended a helping hand; their only request was to trade for farm tools.

The Dwarves naturally had no reason not to agree. They even intended to hand over the first mineral vein they found to the Ox-Head tribe to show their sincerity, and also wanted to use it to find a protective power.

Unfortunately, the Ox-Head tribe still insisted on the form of trade.

At first, Joseph was just an ordinary Dwarf with excellent craftsmanship. At that time, their Dwarf people were still a unified large tribe, but their chief had died in battle on the other continent.

Because of that, the entire Dwarf tribe disintegrated. Finally, under the coercive demands of the Elf tribe and the Golden Kingdom, they had to disperse into small tribes, living all over the continent.

Of course, their residences were all within the surveillance range of those two powers. They didn’t interfere much in the Dwarves’ lives or deaths, but they also didn’t allow anyone else to possess them. The two sides just kept each other in check.

The Ox-Head tribe always maintained a neutral attitude. Although the whole tribe lived communally, they couldn’t fight against those two great powers; they couldn’t bet their entire tribe for the sake of the Dwarves.

They could only provide the greatest help within their ability for the Dwarves to stabilize their lives, helping each Dwarf tribe clear out the powerful magical beasts around them so they could live a relatively peaceful life.

If captured by humans, as long as the Dwarves could escape and come to the Ox-Head tribe for help, they also would not ignore them.

Unfortunately, due to the obstruction of the two powers, the Dwarf tribes were all scattered very far from the Ox-Head tribe. As far as Joseph knew, one Dwarf tribe had already been destroyed by humans and taken away as slaves; it was only discovered when the two powers came to collect taxes.

They all knew the Ox-Head tribe’s difficulty. All Dwarves engraved the help the Ox-Head tribe had provided in their hearts.

It was just that other kinsmen clearly didn’t have his luck, encountering the Snow Wolf tribe that was willing to accept and protect them.

Joseph had once pessimistically thought that the Dwarves would sooner or later become extinct on this continent.

But now, he saw a glimmer of light.

Whether it was the big-hearted Thomas tribe, or the strange cub Eric, he saw it all as a miracle bestowed by the gods, as a life-saving straw that he gripped tightly.

The unification of the two tribes was also Joseph’s idea first; only then did he go to find Thomas to discuss it.

In fact, he had also considered the worst-case scenario.

If Thomas hadn’t agreed to unify at that time, even if it meant truly becoming one of their vassal tribes, Joseph would definitely have tried his best to persuade his people.

Nothing was more important than maintaining the civilization of their race. It was, after all, better than being slaves to humans, or being treated as an inanimate tool in the hands of others.

But fortunately, the outcome was very good.