Chapter 14: The importance of arm length in hitting a nail on the head

Banished-To-Another-World 《异世流放》 Yi Shi Liu Fang   

Banished to Another World, Chapter 14: The importance of arm length hitting a nail on the head

Translator: BookAddictzii

Proofreader: The Eunuch

The hunting team stopped at the entrance of the tribe enclosure.

Their formation changed, and the team that was at the forefront moved and created a passage.

The Chief who stood supervising at the forefront of the square waved his hand, and the tribal slaves and some fighters who were already prepared for them immediately ran into the gap. The warriors were responsible for the supervision while the slaves were responsible for picking up the pieces of meat that were stored and were initially marinated into the shed on the side of the square.

Yan Mo found that it was next to the straw shed where he woke up in when he first came to Yuan Ji tribe. It seemed to be a temporary new construction.

But why would they want to build a straw shed for handling and storing dead prey and cured meat?

Yan Mo looked up at the sky and watched the vultures and flying birds that followed the hunting team. Now he wondered if this was the reason. 

The chief raised his hands again and this time a group of slaves ran into the gap of the team from which they drove out the captured prey that were still alive and uninjured before rushing them down a slope and into a large pit under the square. After all the prey entered, the slaves pushed a boulder beside the slope and blocked the only gap.

That was a big pit, the last time Yan Mo was in the straw shed he did not see it because he didn't know and the angle for viewing wasn’t right.

There was still a portion of the prey left in the team. Most of these prey were heavier and more threatening.

Yan Mo guessed that the prey that was driven into the big pit is the kind that can eat grass; otherwise, it would not be put together with the other animals. The prey that remained are carnivores. Yan didn’t know where and how these prey will held. Eli they be placing them in the straw shed as well?

The first questions shouldn’t be whether the straw shed can hold these animals but whether they can fit them inside. Yan Mo looked at the middle of the returning soldiers and saw a huge, ugly and dying behemoth. Yan Mo felts this land subverted his previous knowledge regarding animals.

This giant beast has a long, curved and scary long horn not to mention five tails!

"Oh, they even hunted an adult beast, great!" Yuan Shan sighed.

"This harvest is really good." Yuan Diao also said.

"It's about to start." There is a hint of excitement from Yuan Shan’s voice.

What are they waiting for? Yan Mo guessed: ‘are they going to celebrate?’

A large piece of open space was cleared at the center of the square. The slaves brought in a large pile of firewood and weeds. At the same time, they cleaned out more than twenty commonly used fire pits and refilled the firewood from the shelves.

The prey was disposed in batches, leaving only a dozen wounded beasts that were surrounded at the middle. The expressions of the quiet Yuan Ji tribe hunting team warriors change. They were excited and were anticipating something.

The formation of the hunting team changed again. This time all the warriors faced the middle beast while forming a circle. The chief who was in the prime of his years also carried his own stone spear into the ring.

Yan Mo looked at Cao Ting.

Cao Ting was flushed while she whispered and explained: “The bloody ceremony is going to be held. Every time the hunting team returns, there will be such ceremony. The top ones are the 3rd rank warriors and the best warriors in this hunting party followed by the rest of the 3rd rank warriors at the outermost periphery."

"The Third Tier fighters..."

"Their skills are not qualified to participate in this type of hunting. This is the biggest hunting party before winter. After this hunt winter will come."

1].... Whenever some says winter is coming....you should know shit is about to get hella cold for evarione

Yan Mo didn't understand why Cao Ting was flushed. When it comes to hearing winter, Yan Mo’s face became extremely appalling. He still doesn't know how cold winter gets here. He tried to remember the winter in the past and even shifted through the memory of this body.

Suddenly, the muffled sound of thunder burst into everyone's ears.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!” (Note to joel55: I changed this from Hey! Hey! Hey since the original text usually denotes calling someone’s attention rather than a collective sound of manliness. This can be replaced with other interjections that depicts shouting or screaming)

The land subtly shook. Yan Mo jerked his head up and saw about a thousand hunting warriors kicking their feet into the ground with spears in their hands, and a rhythmic low-pitched yell coming from their mouth.

The encirclement shrunk a little bit, and the beasts wrapped inside were immensely threatened. Due to the injuries of these beasts they could only make threatening growling roar and warning attacks.

The encirclement circle kept shrinking and shrinking until finally!

The chief raised his spear and the first one pierced the neck of the greatest beast.

Yan Mo heard a scream worth shattering a stone. The spear was pulled out and the bright red blood flowed freely. The chieftain did not evade the spewing blood and was sprayed with warm red from the beast.

"Ao Ao Ao-!" Yuan Ji tribesmen made a roar while the rest of the warriors raised their spears and made a loud noise.

Most of the vultures in the sky were scared away, and some who refused to leave flew farther and higher.

Yan Mo wanted to keep calm in this kind of excitement. He could raise his arms like Cao Ting and Wen Shang, but he didn’t follow suit with their screaming.

The chieftain moved from under the beast and a tall warrior with abnormally large body muscles stepped forward. He pulled out the stone-tip spear and aimed at the neck of the beast.

The beast made a last scream while more blood was spurted out. This pints of blood were not wasted. No one saw but it was delivered to the stone tank underneath it the straw shed.

"It is Zhang Da Ren!" Cao Ting tried but failed to conceal her excitement, "He is the most powerful tribal chief Da Ren warrior, a lot of people say he is the most promising 3rd rank warrior in the past two years who advanced to 4th Rank."

Said man went to the beast's neck and sucked the last bit of blood before he turned his bloody visage to face the crowd.

"They are going to start..." Cao Ting's face was very bright red.

1].... Wow tone it down girl....we can smell your vayjay oscillating

What is there to start? This time, Yan Mo didn't need to ask because he already saw the Da Ren who drunk the blood of the beast passed by the priest and the elders, grabbed a woman from the crowd, dragged her to the side, and pressed her down.

The crowd cheered again, and it seems that such behavior was not only justified but also encouraged.

"That is Gan Yu, the chief’s wife." Cao Ting whispered. The woman also screamed, but it wasn’t from pain.

Another two warriors came to drink the blood of the beasts and after drinking a bit they too rushed to the crowd.

Fatigue, nervousness, and peril; most of the fighters are eager to vent their sexual frustration so they can be sure that they have truly survived, and truly returned to the tribe and their loved ones.

After venting, they can get a safe and comfortable rest, now it is the last part of carnal acts of the hunting season!

Yuan Zhan was standing in the innermost quarter. He was one of the few 3rd rank warrior who can stand in the innermost area.

After all the 3rd rank warriors have finished drinking the blood of the beast, he and the other four 3rd rank warriors came forward. There weren’t many living beast left at this point. After the biggest beast, two larger beast was brought and the fiercer one was killed first.

Yuan Zhan had with him a bird, which was a mixture of a bird and a beast. When it cried it sounded like a baby crying. This bird beast had a black spot on the back, a split-headed and sharp horn. It is famous for its short flight and difficulty to catch.

This weird bird eagle was caught alone by a single warrior. Such feat is not easy to accomplish even for a 3rd rank warrior. If Yuan Zhan wanted to kill the bird eagle and drink its blood, no one should make an objection; none did except for one.

A stone knife quickly stroked the neck of the eagle.

A spear flew fast.

Yuan Zhan coldly looked at Yuan Bing and pushed the latter. "This is mine, go away!"

"Da Zhan, do you still want to fight now?" Yuan Bing deliberately kicked to Yuan Zhan's left leg.

"You want bet and see if I can." Yuan Zhan raised his left leg and did the same.

Yuan Zhan kick made Yuan Bing retreat two steps.

"You!" Yuan Bing turned to Yuan Zhan's left leg. He clearly saw Yuan Zhan secretly favoring his right leg last night and thought the other’s old injury recurred.

Yuan Zhan lifted his hand and slashed a spear to Yuan Bing face leaving a mark.

Yuan Bing expression got angrier and he became more violent rushing forward and attempting to fight with Yuan Zhan. He is a 3rd rank warrior yet he was injured by Yuan Zhan, a mere 2nd rank warrior. This was an insult and a direct challenge!

Yuan Zhan grinned and tap the stone blade over the tattoo on his face. His expression was really fierce and in those eyes was an unmasked intent to kill.

Yuan Bing was pulled back by two 3rd rank warrior. One of them shouted in his ear: "You should calm down. Every time you return from a hunting party, you will go crazy for a few days. Look at his eyes. Don't think that just because you are a 3rd rank warrior, he would not dare to kill you! Or are you going to kill him?"

Another person also called: "What do you want him to do? That thing is what Yuan Zhan hunted alone. If you want one then go and hunt one your fucking self. If your so motherfucking strong, go and fuck your slave!"

1].... I have no idea how is someone strength related to fucking their slaves

2).probably like saying if you have enough strength go and use it on your slave

Yuan Bing was dragged to the other place by these two men.

Yuan Zhan looked straight at Yuan Bing. He silently sunk the spear on the ground, walked in front of the eagle who reared back, stepped on its body, grabbed its neck, and, no matter how terrible it was, bit down. Yuan Zhan forcefully tore a large hole in the bird eagle's neck.

Yuan Bing eyes contracted, and his mouth snorted before he broke away from the two 3rd rank warriors. In fact, he had already drunk the blood of the beast. He just wanted to find Yuan Zhan. He and Yuan Zhan have always been competitors. When he was promoted to the 3rd Rank, Yuan Zhan had to stay as a 2nd rank warrior because of a serious injury. Yuan Bing felt that he had exceeded the other party, but in fact... the damn guy never learned to pay due respect to him.

"Ptooey!" He spit out the flesh that he from bit the neck of the eagle before turning back and sipping its blood in big mouthfuls. Only when he had enough did he gave it to another 3rd rank warrior for bleeding.

Wiping the lips, the overflowing blood of the beast covered half of his face. Yuan Zhan pulled out his spear and strode inside the tribal land. He looked calm on the surface, but his eyes were betrayed by his anxiety; his footstep, fast and heavy. He had to go back to his tent. He had a slave. He doesn't have to endure it anymore! 

Yan Mo saw Yuan Zhan.

The square was in complete chaos due to the maddening warriors. The whole square was loud much like the present day night club. There were groups of people fucking each other wherever the head turns. A pair was relatively normal, but three or four in a group wasn’t uncommon.

Yan Mo was subconsciously threatened. He wanted to leave the square, but Cao Ting and Wen Shang at either side were dragged by their respective masters.

He Tu wanted to help him leave, but after seeing Yuan Zhan, she happily waved and shouted: "Da Zhan we are here!"

Yan Mo was pissed off: ‘I really want to get something to block this woman's mouth!’

Yuan Zhan turned around and saw the boy who was leaning against He Tu.

Yan Mo was looked at by the eyes that were small as a chrysanthemum - this is definitely not an adjective. 

Yuan Zhan was walking faster and faster, and Yan Mo was not feeling well. He wanted to disregard the status quo and to pretend he is still injured. He pushed away He Tu and escaped, but when he turned around while fleeing, he discovered an abnormality. His gaze fell on Yuan Zhan's left leg. This person...

Yan Mo was hesitant and missed the best time to make his escape. In fact, he tried to flee, but he did not escape.

Once Yan Mo got there Yuan Zhan grabbed him and immediately took him to the bonfire camp in the square. Before He Tu left, she also yelled at Yuan Zhan: "I am happy to remember to bring my man out together with Yuan Shan. Eat meat! Don't forget!"

When Yan Mo was laid down, he had caught a gold needle in his hand. But when he was about to use it, Yuan Shan actually caught up to them with Wen Shang. They laid next to him. "Let's go! I was looking for you."

... This moment, Yan Mo’s heart exploded. There were countless swear words but he couldn’t utter a single one especially when Yuan Shan stared at him, while panting and holding his own slaves. There were no words to express.

Yuan Zhan didn't intend to let go of the boy. He was still worried that the boy's injury hasn’t healed or even became more seriously ill. If that was the case then he could only kill him. The mere though made him anxious. Now, he saw that the boy has recovered and can go to the square to see the fun. How could he possibly let him go?

The stimulus from the surrounding environment was too great and coupled with Da Shan and Wen Shang’s open madness—Da Shan’s sneak peek at the burning eyes of the little slave’s face was a serious stimulus to Yuan Zhan. In order to show his own ownership over Yan Mo and also vent his anxiety, Yuan Zhan turned the teenager on the ground, pulled up his leather skirt, spit saliva in the palm of his hand, and proceeded to fuck the boy.

Yan Mo clenched the hand holding the golden needle. He tightly closed his mouth and refused to scream.

Yuan Shan made a loud grunting noise beside him. The sweat of the man who was crouching behind him rolled down and drip on him.

The entire square was filled with strange hot air.

Before he actually had a chance to bully his hairy boy, he made a realization. The concept of chastity is lost in this tribe. Looking at the expression on Yuan Shan’s face who appeared to be waiting for Yuan Zhan to finish and take his turn to fuck Yan Mo. He understood that even if he managed to stop Da Shan, what about the others? There were not many companions and slave for the warriors here and they usually share a slave with a good brother. Once he has no protection from his master and his friend, his ass is no better than the tribal common slaves.

1]..... Uugh love hate thing 

Yan Mo, this is no longer the civilized society you were used to. It is another world; a barbaric, rude and direct world. If you want to live in this world and give your children and yourself a better living environment, then you must become stronger. You must... learn to be patient. 

Patience, isn't this the skill you have learned so far?

If nothing can be tolerated, there is nothing at all.

In the end, Yan Mo was distracted: Maybe I need to suture afterwards, but what if my hand is not long enough?

***

The author has something to say: About the degree of civilization in the story. 

This is a world of varying degrees of civilization, like our present world, with very developed regions and primitive tribes. The alien world is about five times larger than the Earth. 

Because some business exchanges (such as the exchange of goods between tribes) will exchange some information, some primitive tribes will also have some conceptual words about more developed regions.

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