Orc Priest (1):
With Gu Juntian and Zhou Qinghao holding the fort, the country they lived in remained safe.
After training enough cultivators to protect their homeland, the two of them even left their country together, going to other places to kill demons, monsters, and even awakened beings that harmed ordinary people.
They traveled through many lands, grew stronger and stronger, and naturally lived longer as well.
In this world, they spent long years together.
Small World Management Bureau.
Gu Juntian opened his eyes. Countless memories churned in his mind, leaving him lying there in a daze, motionless for a long time.
“Master, you’re finally awake?” a mechanical voice sounded. “Master, Master, how did Little A do?”
Gu Juntian finally came back to his senses. “You did very well.”
Gu Juntian came from a technological plane. Possessing powerful spiritual strength, he was once betrayed, lost his body, and was left with only his consciousness, becoming the main brain that controlled everything in his world.
Later, as the main brain, he not only avenged himself but also, over the course of endless years, became a god.
The Small World Management Bureau was something he and Zhou Qinghao built together. For convenience in management, he split off a part of his consciousness and created a system to oversee the small worlds.
He named this system Little A.
After entering a small world with Zhou Qinghao, because of the rules Zhou Qinghao had set, his memories were sealed, and he became a scumbag who betrayed Zhou Qinghao.
But he still had Little A, which managed countless small worlds.
He had given Little A instructions in advance to open a back door for him.
When he entered a small world, Little A would tell him the future direction of that world and also give him certain privileges—for example, allowing him to recall various kinds of knowledge whenever he needed.
As the former main brain, his knowledge was unrivaled, so information would constantly surface in his mind.
He thought that with this safeguard, even if he became a scumbag, he could turn the tables and defeat Zhou Qinghao in the small worlds.
But things didn’t turn out the way he imagined.
Zhou Qinghao did indeed set his data to make him a scumbag, but the one he treated badly was Zhou Qinghao himself.
And it was in matters of love.
The experiences of the past nine small worlds all appeared in his mind, making Gu Juntian’s heart beat faster.
If he were still the main brain, the data would have been in complete chaos by now.
After nine worlds, he had not defeated Zhou Qinghao. Instead, he and Zhou Qinghao had become like an old married couple.
And it didn’t feel bad.
But why had Zhou Qinghao set him up so miserably in the small worlds?
Little A, connected to Gu Juntian’s thoughts, answered: “Based on big data analysis, this should be a trial he arranged for himself, wanting to cut off all emotions and sever ties of affection.”
But in order to sever ties of affection, affection must first exist. Gu Juntian was certain: “He likes me!”
Zhou Qinghao liked him, and he also liked Zhou Qinghao.
Thinking this, Gu Juntian said to Little A: “Little A, work hard. In the next world, try to loosen both my and Zhou Qinghao’s memories a bit!”
“Understood!” Little A agreed immediately, and Gu Juntian entered a brand-new world.
This was a huge lake, with a vast swamp to its south.
Short shrubs, reeds, and algae grew here.
A dinosaur about five meters long and two meters tall, with a triangular head, was chewing the tender leaves of the shrubs in the swamp.
Its feet were stuck in the swampy mud, while its short front limbs pulled at the shrubs as it ate, warily watching its surroundings.
Suddenly, a tiger leaped out from the side, letting out a roar.
The dinosaur bolted, swiftly moving through the bushes. But just then, two hippos suddenly appeared in front of it…
The dinosaur’s length relied on its tail, and its height relied on its neck.
Its weight was average and couldn’t compare with the hippos that had appeared.
Though the hippos looked clumsy and slow, they had sharp teeth, terrifying bite force, and immense strength.
One hippo bit into the dinosaur’s neck, while the other pounced on its body…
The dinosaur’s neck was snapped, and its bones crushed instantly.
It twitched in the mud for a moment, then lay still.
At that moment, one of the hippos transformed into human form, looking at the tiger that had chased the dinosaur, and asked in a rumbling voice: “Brother, do we still need to catch more prey?”
Gu Juntian glanced at the fallen dinosaur and said: “It’s still early. Let’s keep hunting so that tonight we can eat plenty of meat!”
Gu Juntian had arrived in this world that very morning.
As soon as he came, he followed the warriors of the tribe on a hunt. On the way, he sorted through the original body’s memories.
He didn’t have his own former memories, but vaguely, he knew what kind of world he had come from.
Relying on that, he gained a clearer understanding of this world.
This was a prehistoric society, where dinosaurs roamed freely, and beastmen lived as well.
In human form, the beastmen were no different from men and women of the human world, but they could transform into various mammals—anything from rhinos and elephants to mice and cats.
The original body he now inhabited was the chieftain of the Hippo Tribe, named “Tian.”
The original was the eldest son of the former Hippo Tribe chieftain.
His beast form was a tiger, a fierce predator, but in the Hippo Tribe he wasn’t well-liked.
At first, his chieftain father didn’t even plan to pass the tribe to him.
That much was clear from the tribe’s very name—the Hippo Tribe.
Although few beastmen in the tribe had hippo beast forms, the strongest fighters had always been those whose forms were hippos.
Though hippos were herbivores, an adult hippo could weigh up to 1,500 kilograms easily, and stronger males could reach 3,000 kilograms, while an adult male tiger usually weighed only about 300 kilograms.
In other words, just by beast form alone, the original was only a tenth the size of the previous chieftain.
To the old chieftain, the original was like a kitten.
So at first, the old chieftain hadn’t planned for him to inherit, but instead wanted to make his younger son, “Zhuang,” the chieftain.
Zhuang’s beast form was a hippo, and he was strong.
In the Hippo Tribe, strength determined inheritance—sometimes the next chieftain wasn’t even the son of the current one.
But the original wanted to be chieftain.
He and his brother were only a little over a year apart.
From birth, his younger brother had been larger in beast form, and when they played, he was always crushed by him.
This made the original resent his brother and even despise other beastmen with hippo forms.
He believed that if his brother became chieftain, he himself would be sidelined and become an outcast of the tribe.
That wasn’t the life he wanted. Considering himself more intelligent than the others, he wanted the best food and the best life in the tribe.
And the truth was, he really was more clever than most.
Beastmen could live seventy to eighty years, reaching adulthood at sixteen.
Most six- or seven-year-old beastmen understood little and spent their days playing.
But the original was different. At seven, after once again being knocked down by his reckless brother in beast form, he swore to become chieftain one day.
From then on, he flattered his parents and the tribe’s priest.
The Hippo Tribe had about four hundred people. The strongest beastman was the chieftain, but the most respected was the priest.
The priest knew the most and was considered the messenger of the beast god.
Whenever something important needed to be done, people went to the priest for guidance. If someone was sick or injured, they sought the priest’s help.
If someone died or formed a bond with a mate, the priest led the ceremonies.
The chieftain could enjoy the tribe’s best food, and so could the priest.
However, unlike the chieftain, the priest did not enjoy the admiration of the women, for priests served the beast god and were forbidden from having children.
The succession of priests was said to follow the will of the beast god, who guided the priest to choose a suitable child in the tribe to pass on his knowledge.
To the Hippo Tribe, priests were sacred and unlike them. They might not believe everything the chieftain said, but the words of the priest were law.
Because of this, the priest’s opinion also mattered in choosing the next chieftain.
When the chieftain chose a successor, the priest had to divine and confirm that the person was suitable before they could take the position.
Once the original understood this, he worked hard to win over the then-priest—the predecessor of the current one.
That was over ten years ago. The previous priest was already in his fifties then, living in a hut at the center of the tribe with his chosen successor, “Qing.”
The old priest was respected, but few dared approach him. His successor, Qing, was a quiet and withdrawn child.
The original, lively and cheerful, took the initiative to befriend him, bringing him berries, chatting, and soon earning his affection.
The old priest’s successor, now the current priest Qing, came to see the original as a younger brother and cared for him deeply.
As the first child of his parents, loved also by the priest, and with his parents tending to favor the “weaker” child… over time, the original’s parents paid more attention to him than to his brother.
From the age of seven, the original schemed. By seventeen, after consulting the priest, his father declared him the heir.
Back then, the old priest said that if the original became chieftain, the tribe would only grow stronger.
Of course, that was a lie.
The original was clever enough to realize that the priest had no divine powers, only more knowledge than others.
But since he needed the priest’s support to secure the position, he never exposed the lie.
At twenty, his father, weakened by years of injuries from hunting, fell ill and died.
Thus, the original became the chieftain of the Hippo Tribe.
No one objected.
His beast form was a tiger—less powerful than a hippo, but among the tribe’s four hundred, only seven or eight were hippos. His beast form ranked among the top ten in combat ability.
He was also very intelligent and could always lead hunting parties to capture enough prey.
And since he was the priest’s chosen heir… neither his brother nor the others stronger than him opposed him.
By all accounts, the original should have been satisfied.
But inside, he was filled with resentment.
He hated the beastmen in the tribe whose combat strength surpassed his own, feeling that their existence made him lose all brilliance.
He also hated the priest of the tribe, believing that a fraud had no right to stand above him.
Not long after the chieftain’s death, the former priest also passed away, and Qing became the new priest of the tribe.
Now, the original body was twenty-two years old, while Qing, six years older, was twenty-eight.
Qing was a very competent priest who had always worked hard to improve the lives of the people in the tribe, but the original body felt no gratitude and instead thought Qing was an obstacle.
After realizing that Qing liked him, the original only grew more disgusted with Qing, intent on driving him out of his position as priest.
But since he had only recently become chieftain, was not the strongest fighter in the tribe, and his foundation was still unstable, he dared not move against Qing openly and could only continue to endure…
Gu Juntian sighed inwardly.
Up to this point, the original body’s performance had been flawless.
He led the hunting parties diligently, cared for the tribe’s elderly and weak, and listened to the priest’s words… but deep inside, he was always dissatisfied.
He had no true affection for the tribe and never really placed it in his heart.
In the end, the Hippo Tribe was indeed destroyed in his hands.
Gu Juntian knew the course of this world’s future.
A month later, while hunting, the original found a male beastman who could not transform into beast form.
That man’s name was Bai Yutian. He wore strange clothes, had delicate skin, and was very fair, clearly someone who had lived a good life before.
The original fell for him at first sight.
The original had never taken a mate because he liked males like himself, but he disdained the dirty men of the tribe.
The only one who caught his eye was the priest, but because the priest was more respected than him in the tribe and often lectured him, he resented him instead.
Now, this man he had picked up perfectly matched his tastes… the original brought Bai Yutian back to the tribe and cared for him attentively.
Then, Bai Yutian gave the original a surprise!
Bai Yutian knew a lot!
He taught the tribe how to build houses, cook delicious food, fire pottery, and grow crops…
With the original’s support, Bai Yutian gained the love of everyone in the tribe.
Then, the original schemed to expose that Qing had no real abilities and could not communicate with the beast god, successfully driving him out of the tribe.
Afterward, he declared that Bai Yutian had once been the priest of a great tribe, and made him the priest.
The original wanted Bai Yutian to be his mate, then build the city Bai Yutian spoke of, and ultimately become a king.
He was ambitious, but the very first step went wrong.
Bai Yutian did not like men and did not want to be his mate—he ran away!
That might have been tolerable, but Bai Yutian was taken in by another powerful tribe.
The original was furious. He led the Hippo Tribe to attack that tribe, trying to seize back their priest.
But they fell into an ambush. The warriors of the Hippo Tribe suffered heavy losses, their own tribe was raided, the old and children killed, and the women taken.
In the end, the original had no choice but to surrender and join the other tribe. By then, of the Hippo Tribe’s original four hundred, only about a hundred women remained, and they all became slaves of that powerful tribe.
Only the original, thanks to Bai Yutian’s pleas, was allowed to join their hunting team.
But soon, he too died while hunting.
After seeing the original’s future, Gu Juntian couldn’t help but sigh.
The tribe they faced was indeed powerful. Just in numbers, they crushed the Hippo Tribe—they had two thousand people!
But originally, the Hippo Tribe would not have ended up so tragically.
The disaster came because, even before clashing with that tribe, the original had already schemed in secret, causing his brother to die in a hunt.
And when attacking the other tribe, he deliberately pushed the strongest warriors of his own tribe into death, forcing those with hippo beast forms into the enemy’s encirclement.
Hippos moved poorly on land, and dry conditions damaged their skin.
And that battle happened on dry land in an especially arid place. As the fighting went on, the hippos of the Hippo Tribe could no longer endure it and one by one perished.
Originally, the Hippo Tribe had lived happily.
They resided in the swamps by the lake, had no rivals contesting their territory, and food was plentiful. Almost no one in the tribe starved.
But because of the original, the entire tribe was destroyed in the end.
Bai Yutian had indeed improved the tribe’s lives, but not all of it was good.
For example, his idea of building spacious, sturdy houses was not suitable for the Hippo Tribe.
Such houses could not be built in the swamps, so the tribe had to move to the shore.
When danger came, they could no longer flee into the swampy lake for safety, and so they were wiped out and slaughtered…
Gu Juntian sighed again after seeing this.
Bai Yutian’s wish to improve the tribe’s life was right in principle, but he ignored the current level of productivity and the tribe’s way of life.
Building houses went against the tribe’s customs, and firing pottery ignored their technological limits.
This was prehistory—how to control firing temperature, what clay was suitable, Bai Yutian knew nothing of these.
The tribe chopped down a large stretch of trees by the lake, wasted great effort for months, and in the end only produced a few pottery bowls and jars for the original and Bai Yutian. No one else got to use them.
And those bowls broke easily and were impractical.
It was only because Bai Yutian claimed to be a messenger of the beast god that the tribe humored him.
Fortunately, Gu Juntian had come, and could stop the original from tormenting the Hippo Tribe.
He had already decided what to do.
Like the original, he didn’t believe priests could truly communicate with the beast god or had magical powers.
But Qing knew much and could heal the sick. The tribe needed someone like that.
Therefore, Qing must not be driven out of the tribe!
The original’s scheme to expel Qing had been truly cruel. Qing’s beast form was a rabbit—extremely weak. If he were cast out, he would have no chance of survival!
Since childhood, the original had often clung to the former priest, and Qing, being slightly older, had always treated him kindly. Back then, the beast-skin skirts the original wore were all sewn by Qing.
Qing had never done anything to wrong him, yet the original harmed him. That was truly scummy!
From now on, Qing should remain the priest. As for Bai Yutian, the tribe could certainly afford to feed him, but reforms for the tribe should be gradual.
As for the original’s younger brother and the tribe’s strong fighters… they were excellent allies! Gu Juntian would never harm them as the original did!
He would lead them on more hunts so that everyone in the tribe could eat better!
Since he was the chieftain, he would be the best chieftain!
Resolving himself, Gu Juntian led the tribe’s hunting team to capture two more dinosaurs before heading back to their settlement.
This world had no other mammals besides beastmen. All that roamed were prehistoric creatures like dinosaurs.
These were the prey of the beastmen.
The Hippo Tribe hunted dinosaurs, but they also caught fish, lizards, and whatever else they could eat from the lake.
When food was scarce, they even transformed into beast form to graze on grass.
Before long, the group arrived at the tribe’s settlement.
Gu Juntian saw several dome-shaped grass huts.
This was swampy land, but in the middle there was an island of about five hundred square meters.
Trees, reeds, and shrubs grew at the island’s edges, while dome-shaped huts made of branches stood on the island.
There were also such huts around the island, some perched on stones or reeds like giant bird nests.
These were the homes of the Hippo Tribe.
The huts were crude, leaky against rain and wind, completely unlike the houses Bai Yutian had taught them to build.
But since the region was hot year-round, divided only into dry and rainy seasons, with the “dry” merely meaning lower water levels, such huts were already sufficient for the Hippo Tribe.
Even before he got close, Gu Juntian saw that the women, children, and elderly who hadn’t joined the hunt were repairing the huts.
“Why is everyone fixing the houses?” Gu Juntian asked.
A woman replied: “The priest told us to.”
So that was it… The Hippo Tribe truly listened to the priest.
Repairing houses wasn’t a bad thing, so of course Gu Juntian wouldn’t object. He said at once: “Today we caught plenty of prey. Tonight, let’s all have a good meal! Tomorrow you’ll have more strength to repair the houses even better!”
The Hippo Tribe immediately cheered.
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