Translator: Silavin Yan Hua caught up to Su Bai carrying two pheasants and said in a clear voice, “Let me handle them. We’ll dry any leftovers into jerky.”
Translator: Silavin At dusk, as the sun set in the west, an excited howl resounded throughout the entire Tribe: “The Hunting Team is back!”
Translator: Silavin Inside the massive Teepee, the Shaman was discussing with Chieftain Yan Jiao.
Translator: Silavin [A System?] Su Bai’s eyes widened as asked in his mind, [I really obtained a System?]
Translator: Silavin “Child, what is your name?” the elderly Shaman softly asked.
Translator: Silavin “It hurts so much?” Su Bai struggled to open his eyes. It felt as if his head had been hit by a hammer.
