Orc Priest (16): 

Bai Yutian had been influenced by web novels, and those web novels were from the male-oriented category.

He felt that since he had transmigrated, he must be the natural protagonist, destined to walk the path of a Dragon-Ao-Tian.

He even began to plan his future.

He could trick the people of the tribe into believing he was a priest, and then help improve their lives.

First, he would farm and build infrastructure. Once his tribe developed, he would start competing for dominance…

Suddenly arriving in a strange world, Bai Yutian was actually quite nervous, but thinking about these things made him less afraid.

Bai Yutian didn’t know when he fell asleep, only that he was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly shaken awake.

The youth nicknamed Kitten woke him up and told him to follow them to gather food.

“So early?” Bai Yutian glanced at the sky outside. Dawn had just broken—it was really very early.

“The hunting team has already set out. Now that it’s hot, working at noon isn’t suitable. This is the best time to gather,” Kitten said.

Recently, the sun had been scorching, and at noon they would rest in their houses.

Although Bai Yutian had great ambitions, he had nowhere to show them yet, so he could only follow the gathering team.

He thought that going out with a group of children and women, even if he didn’t collect much, he wouldn’t drag them down. Yet he really did drag them down.

Not only did he not recognize the plants they needed to gather, but walking in the swamp with shoes on made his feet quickly sore once water seeped in.

Unable to stand it, he took off his shoes, only to have his foot cut by a stone.

The cut wasn’t deep, but it was six or seven centimeters long. The blood diluted by water looked like a lot.

Bai Yutian had never suffered such a serious injury before and almost fainted. “Am I going to die? I’m bleeding so much, and there’s no disinfectant here…”

Zhou Qinghao, who had gone out with the gathering team: “…”

Zhou Qinghao had someone carry Bai Yutian back to the tribe, then grabbed a handful of ash and covered his wound.

Bai Yutian’s injury was just a flesh wound. In their tribe, such wounds were usually treated with ash to stop the bleeding, and that was considered enough.

“That’s it?” Bai Yutian felt the treatment was far too simple.

“What else do you want?” Zhou Qinghao asked coldly.

Bai Yutian wanted herbal medicine.

But clearly, this priest wouldn’t give it to him.

Yesterday, when this priest interrogated him, he had already been very fierce… Bai Yutian shrank his neck and stayed quiet.

The gathering team continued their work, while Bai Yutian was left behind in the tribe.

Since he wanted to be a priest, he went near Zhou Qinghao, wanting to see how he worked.

And he saw Zhou Qinghao grinding a massive bone on a stone.

With his cold expression, Zhou Qinghao looked frightening while working.

Bai Yutian didn’t dare to speak, only watching from not far away.

Then he noticed that Zhou Qinghao’s house was filled with bamboo furniture.

The other houses in the tribe were very small and had no furniture. The house he stayed in yesterday, which used to belong to the chief, was also empty.

Yet the priest’s house had many things.

The priest’s status was indeed extraordinary, and this tribe was not as primitive as he had imagined.

Bai Yutian was a little afraid of the priest. Compared to him, even though the chief had taken his backpack, he wasn’t as scary.

He decided to wait until the chief returned from hunting to talk with him.

As for gathering… he really couldn’t do it!

That day, after Gu Juntian returned from hunting, he learned that Bai Yutian had accomplished nothing and even injured himself.

Pretty useless.

But a fragile young man—it was normal.

When Gu Juntian divided the meat, he didn’t give any to Bai Yutian.

Bai Yutian was stunned. “I don’t get any meat?”

Having finished dividing the meat, Gu Juntian was about to find Zhou Qinghao when he said, “You didn’t do anything, of course you don’t get meat.”

Without food, he would starve! Bai Yutian hurriedly said, “Chief, I have something to tell you.”

“Go on,” Gu Juntian replied.

Bai Yutian said, “Actually, I am a priest from a large tribe. I know a lot of knowledge…”

“Tell me what you know,” Gu Juntian said.

“I can make pottery. Do you know what pottery is? It’s…”

Gu Juntian continued, “Made from clay shaped into a mold, fired at high temperatures into vessels. Do you know how high the temperature must be?”

Bai Yutian knew the process of making pottery. He had even tried it in a handicraft store, but he didn’t know the exact temperature required.

And in prehistory, even if he knew the number, it was useless—he didn’t have a thermometer!

Gu Juntian smiled. “It takes around 1000 to 1200 degrees, lower than the temperature required for porcelain.”

This was knowledge that surfaced in his mind.

Bai Yutian looked at Gu Juntian in delight. “A fellow countryman!”

Gu Juntian not only knew about pottery and porcelain but also about temperature… He must be from the same place.

Gu Juntian didn’t reply, turning to walk toward Zhou Qinghao’s house.

Bai Yutian quickly followed, only to see Gu Juntian retrieve his backpack from the priest’s house and hand it back.

Bai Yutian was overjoyed. Gu Juntian said, “The unopened food is mine. The rest is yours. Though most of this stuff is useless here, your phone can at least be used as a flashlight.”

“Fellow countryman, I’m so glad to meet you here!” Bai Yutian tried to grab Gu Juntian’s hand.

Gu Juntian dodged. “Don’t touch me, and I’m not your fellow countryman.”

Bai Yutian pressed further, “That’s impossible, you know what a phone is! Fellow countryman, I transmigrated suddenly, what about you? Born here with memories?”

Gu Juntian said, “You’d better stay quiet.”

Bai Yutian immediately shut his mouth. Gu Juntian asked, “What else do you know?”

“I… I know how to make gunpowder, I can recite the periodic table and various poems… basically everything a senior high student would know.”

Gu Juntian said, “If materials were enough, I could even make a phone… The knowledge you have is useless here.”

Bai Yutian: “…” It really did seem useless.

“This world isn’t as simple as you think. You’d better behave yourself and work with the gathering team. Stop calling yourself a priest,” Gu Juntian said.

“Why?” Bai Yutian asked.

Gu Juntian smiled. “You don’t think Beast Gods don’t exist, do you?”

He gave Bai Yutian a meaningful look and patted his shoulder. “Kid, work hard, at least enough to not go hungry. Want me to tell you about this world? In some places, slavery has already begun. Powerful beastmen are masters, weaker ones are slaves. Masters can kill slaves freely, even eat them. Survival of the fittest—you know how it works.”

Bai Yutian shivered. He didn’t know!

Gu Juntian could tell Bai Yutian was restless. He deliberately spoke more to settle him down.

Then Gu Juntian added, “You didn’t work, so you don’t get meat. But you can eat innards. Go quickly.”

Bai Yutian wanted to chat more, but it was obvious Gu Juntian wasn’t interested.

And he was already starving.

He had to return to the fire pit and wait for the innards to be cooked.

The innards, mixed with gathered food, were wrapped in leaves and roasted.

The elderly, the sick, and those unable to hunt or gather happily started eating them.

Bai Yutian wanted to eat too, but when the leaves were opened and the stench rose, he immediately threw up.

He simply couldn’t eat such things.

Life in this tribe was unbearable for him.

He had thought that, coming from the future with so much knowledge, he could tower above prehistoric people. But compared with the chief, his knowledge was worthless.

Most importantly, based on Gu Juntian’s words, this world was not simple. There might really be Beast Gods.

And in this world, he wasn’t the only transmigrator. Even if there was a true Dragon-Ao-Tian, it was Gu Juntian.

Bai Yutian instantly lost all confidence.

Gu Juntian, having put Bai Yutian in his place, cheerfully went to find Zhou Qinghao to tell him what had happened.

Zhou Qinghao kept staring at him.

Gu Juntian sensed something was off. “Ah Qing, what’s wrong?”

“You were just talking to the newcomer?” Zhou Qinghao asked.

“Yes, just a few words.”

“Do you like him? He’s quite good-looking…”

“How is he good-looking? Why would you think that?!” Gu Juntian blurted out.

For Zhou Qinghao to think Bai Yutian was good-looking—unacceptable!

Zhou Qinghao froze.

Gu Juntian then realized—Zhou Qinghao hadn’t meant it literally. He had been jealous.

His Ah Qing really was prone to jealousy.

But since he had already said so… Gu Juntian put on an accusing face. “I’m taller and more handsome than him. And yet you think he’s good-looking? Too much! You have to make it up to me!”

Before Zhou Qinghao could react, Gu Juntian had already pushed him down and started demanding “compensation.”

Zhou Qinghao had only been worried that Gu Juntian might like Bai Yutian. How had it come to this?

Earlier, seeing them talk, with Bai Yutian’s familiar look toward Gu Juntian, Zhou Qinghao had felt upset. But now, he had completely forgotten about it.

When it finally ended, Zhou Qinghao was about to speak when Gu Juntian said first, “Ah Qing, I’ll turn into a tiger and sleep outside. You turn into a rabbit and keep me company.”

Then he transformed into a tiger and rubbed his head against Zhou Qinghao.

After some hesitation, Zhou Qinghao also turned into a rabbit—only to be picked up by the scruff of the neck and carried outside.

Zhou Qinghao: “???” Wasn’t this posture a bit strange?

Gu Juntian thought nothing of it. He lay down at the doorway with the little rabbit in his arms, happily beginning his cultivation.

Tomorrow, someone in the tribe would suddenly fall ill.

In the original story, Zhou Qinghao hadn’t been able to save them.

But this time, things would be different. Gu Juntian could use spiritual power to help Zhou Qinghao cure them, making Zhou Qinghao shine in the entire tribe!