I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village

Chapter 927, No Special Privileges

Translator: Silavin

Ban Ye surveyed the entire Tribe, his astonishment reaching overwhelming levels.

He had never encountered such a Tribe before, rendering him incapable of moving upon witnessing it.

“Familiarise yourself with the Tribe quickly. You’ve got a ton of work ahead.” Mai Mao spoke seriously.

This recruit was a Mid Grade Totem Warrior with formidable strength. His responsibility involved thorough familiarisation with the Tribe, followed by intensive training to protect the entire Tribe.

Naturally, Mai Mao understood proper protocols. Certain critical intelligence would not be disclosed to him.

Initially, the newcomer would only access relatively superficial matters: training methodologies and the Tribe’s specific layout, for instance.

“What training does this Tribe employ?” Ban Ye enquired curiously.

As a Mid Grade Totem Warrior, Warriors of his calibre paid considerable attention to training. Moreover, the Flame Dragon Tribe felt too different. Such a unique Tribe made him eager to understand how they train.

“For your training, it might require the Shaman’s personal arrangement. The Tribe doesn’t contain that many Mid Grade Totem Warriors, after all.”

Mai Mao paused briefly, continuing. “But, you can temporarily train alongside our other Totem Warriors. Your training plan should be quite similar to theirs.”

He did not understand how Mid Grade Totem Warrior trains, having only awakened this year himself.

“I understand. Should I explore the Tribe myself, or will you continue accompanying me?” Ban Ye asked.

While he felt extremely eager to learn about the Tribe’s Warriors train, he remained intensely curious about the Tribe itself.

For instance, he had continuously heard passing people praising the Tribe’s cuisine. Thus far, he had not sampled any of the Flame Dragon Tribe’s food.

Having heard such extensive praise, he naturally wanted to experience the Tribe’s cuisine himself.

“That depends on your destination. If you’ve never been there, I can accompany you.” Mai Mao’s daily assignment involved familiarising the newcomer with the Tribe. Accommodating such requests was perfectly fine.

“I’m rather hungry right now. Could you allocate me some dried meat?” Ban Ye’s stomach emitted audible rumbling, his face displaying an embarrassed smile.

“You’ve asked the right person. Our Tribe doesn’t consume dried meat now. Or rather, we rarely eat it directly.”

Mai Mao displayed obvious pride, continuing. “I guarantee you’ll be thoroughly shocked after trying our food.”

“How mysterious? If you don’t eat dried meat, what do you eat then?” Ban Ye felt somewhat puzzled.

He considered having dried meat exceptionally fortunate. They had actually reduced dried meat consumption.

Since the Flame Dragon Tribe rarely ate dried meat, did they consume fresh meat instead? That seemed extraordinarily extravagant.

“Barbecued meat.” Mai Mao spoke while advancing, heading directly towards the barbecue shop.

“Barbecued meat? What is that? What’s so peculiar about it?” Ban Ye was genuinely bewildered by the other’s confident demeanour.

“You’ll understand in time. Honestly, words can’t begin to explain it.” Observing the other’s expression, Mai Mao knew he remained thoroughly confused, finding this rather inexplicable.

However, he showed no concern. Once they reached the barbecue shop, the other party would definitely be shocked.

“Very well.” Ban Ye felt everything seemed so mysterious and secretive.

The pair conversed while heading towards the barbecue shop, arriving within approximately ten minutes.

However, the barbecue shop could not be entered immediately. Not for extraneous reasons, the entrance contained an extensive queue.

Even Mai Mao had to stand in line. Accompanied by someone else, he could only queue properly.

This was one of Flame Dragon Tribe’s rules. Regardless of their status, everyone had to queue properly.

Continuously granting Totem Warriors special privileges would generate discontent amongst many of their members.

Initially, no one would object, but eventually, resentment would accumulate.

Better to eliminate such resentment before it emerged, rather than implementing corrections afterwards.

The original Flame Dragon Tribe granted Totem Warriors excessive privileges. Regardless of activity, eating or otherwise, Warriors received priority.

This was unfair to numerous members of the Tribe. Of course, previously, ordinary members’ contributions certainly did not match that to the Warriors’.

Their capabilities were relatively limited, hence Totem Warriors had reason to hold on to such privileges.

However, circumstances had changed. Even ordinary people could work and do many things, holding positions in various workshops.

Their contributions now matched that of the Warriors’. Therefore, Totem Warrior privileges were reduced.

“Why are so many people ahead? Can’t we enter directly? Aren’t you a Warrior? Moreover, I’m also a Warrior.” Ban Ye continuously stood on tiptoes, observing ahead, thoroughly confused by the current phenomenon.

Firstly, why did the barbecue shop entrance contain so many people? Wasn’t this just an ordinary barbecue?

Secondly, his previous Tribes granted Totem Warriors priority privileges. Moreover, he was a Mid Grade Totem Warrior.

“Because this barbecue shop’s food is really delicious. After eating, you’ll realise everything you’ve consumed previously just tastes like shit.” Mai Mao abandoned his usual composure, crossing his arms over his chest, continuing proudly. “In the Flame Dragon Tribe, those contributing possess privileges. Since we all contribute, that just means we’re all equal.”

He harboured absolutely no resentment about this. After all, numerous Tribe items were beyond the Totem Warriors’ capabilities to create.

Various miraculous goods: glassware, ceramics, paper, etc… all those required specialists to produce.

Expecting Totem Warriors to manufacture such items would require starting their education from scratch.

Therefore, the Shaman establishing equal treatment for Totem Warriors generated no complaints amongst Warriors themselves.

“Very well, I don’t understand your explanation. Everything feels mysteriously cryptic.” Ban Ye felt today’s conversations seemed peculiar. Since the other mentioned no privileges, he could only queue.

Over half an hour later, the queue gradually shortened, finally reaching Ban Ye and his companion.

“The aroma is absolutely magnificent. I’ve been smelling it since queuing began.” Ban Ye’s eyes widened with delighted surprise.

Merely detecting those aromas had captivated him completely, making him apologise for his previous naive assumptions.

Ban Ye felt food this fragrant would certainly taste exceptional. He had never encountered such magnificent aromas.