Enzo understood all too well that Neville’s words were not mere exaggeration.

The struggle between man and beast has always been one of life and death. Once conflict arises, the inevitable outcome is the substantial loss of life on one side.

This is a brutal truth.

Thus, as Neville’s report rapidly spread among the tribe’s members, a wave of panic surged forth, with many fearing the impending arrival of the beasts.

Having grown accustomed to a life of tranquility, the prospect of once more confronting battle and death was unsettling.

Yet, survival demanded nothing less than the readiness to fight.

Enzo stood atop the watchtower of the Crimson Star Tribe’s camp, perched upon a hill that afforded a sweeping view of the entire settlement, as well as a distant glimpse of the jungle’s edge.

Months prior, the landscape before him bore little resemblance to its current state.

Then, towering trees served as a natural bulwark against beastly incursions, and warriors like Gene and Lester exploited the terrain to vanquish a contingent of the Mpondo Tribe’s Giant Bone Wolf Riders.

Now, the jungle had undergone a complete metamorphosis.

Those trees had been felled, their roots cleared; many once-uneven terrains were smoothed out, rendering the landscape even more expansive than the Plata Plain. This signified that should the beasts breach their borders, they could swiftly descend upon the tribe’s fortifications, plunging the Crimson Star Tribe into a perilous predicament.

Contemplating this, Enzo turned to Tia and Clara, inquiring, “What are your thoughts?”

In contrast to Tia, Clara possessed a wealth of combat experience. She recognized the gravity of Enzo’s concerns and, her expression grave, articulated her perspective. “Enzo, I believe we should take the initiative.”

This suggestion resonated deeply with Enzo, earning his full endorsement.

He spoke up, “I share the same sentiment. Rather than waiting for those supernatural beings to come to us, it would be wiser for our kin to take the initiative. Moreover, if our people can hunt these supernatural entities, they will have the opportunity to harness the essence of the supernatural to elevate their own power, subsequently allowing them to hunt even more supernatural beings…”

“This cycle would enable the tribe to grow continually.”

Of course, this is the most ideal scenario.

Enzo was equally aware that casualties were an inevitable aspect of battling supernatural beings.

Having determined the strategy, Enzo promptly informed everyone.

The Adventurer’s Association bulletin board was quickly updated with new tasks, along with information regarding the supernatural beings appearing in Plata Plain. Meanwhile, significant activities were unfolding in other areas of the tribe.

For instance, in the industrial zones controlled by Brian.

Now, the first and second industrial zones had expanded considerably; to facilitate management, the products manufactured in these two zones were distinctly different.

The first industrial zone was renamed the Pottery Workshop.

It primarily focused on the creation of various pottery and glass items, becoming the largest workshop within the Crimson Star Tribe.

The second industrial zone was renamed the Ironware Workshop.

This workshop was currently the most crucial for the Crimson Star Tribe, responsible not only for the production of commonplace ironware but also for creating shovels and hoes used in land cultivation, as well as various weapons and armor.

With the upheaval in Plata Plain, the number of tribe members flocking to the Ironware Workshop increased rapidly, eagerly withdrawing their savings to purchase armor and weapons.

Fortunately, the Ironware Workshop was well-stocked.

…

In a brick house within the tribe’s camp,

Emily cradled her round belly, her expression filled with concern as she asked, “Raham, are you truly going to Plata Plain with your team? But you…”

Raham and Emily have both joined the Adventurer Squad.

Upon hearing Emily’s concerns, Raham understood her worries deeply and said earnestly, “Emily, the turmoil in Plata Plain is not merely my concern; it poses a significant threat to our entire tribe.”

“And besides, I am now quite powerful, so you need not worry.”

As he spoke, a pulsating flame materialized in the palm of Raham’s hand, coalescing into a sphere that emanated an astonishingly fearsome aura, leaving Emily in awe.

She asked, “Is this the ability you acquired at the Tower of Sacrifice?”

Raham nodded.

During his last visit to the council hall with Hurwicz, an unexpected encounter with Enzo. Although he was unaware of the nature of the transaction between the traveling merchant Hurwicz and Lord Enzo, upon returning, Hurwicz fulfilled a prior agreement and gifted him the essence of supernatural creatures he had obtained.

After receiving the essence, Raham proceeded to the Tower of Sacrifice.

The so-called Tower of Sacrifice was merely a small altar constructed from a few large stones, crowned with a roaring flame. After offering the essence of supernatural beings, Raham successfully harnessed a new ability—what he termed the Fireball Technique—allowing him to compress his inner energy to conjure formidable fireballs.

It was this newfound power that ignited his desire to venture into Plata Plain.

He aimed to hunt several supernatural creatures, hoping to bestow Emily with supernatural abilities as well.

Of course, he also thought of the child she carried.

The others in the tribe shared similar motivations, whether to acquire supernatural strength, protect one another, or simply indulge their love for battle. A multitude of adventurers accepted quests from the Adventurer’s Association. After equipping themselves with weapons, armor, and provisions, they formed small squads and entered Plata Plain.

Aside from these individuals, Tia and Clara also entered with cavalry.

As numerous tribesmen departed, the camp of the Crimson Star Tribe fell into a profound silence.

A two-story bamboo pavilion.

After perusing the records detailing the origins of potions and their inheritance, Enzo rose and made his way toward the Mina Potion Hut.

Following Mina’s request, the Mina Potion Hut was swiftly constructed within the confines of the camp. Furthermore, Enzo directly supplied Mina with an assortment of glass apparatuses, greatly facilitating the potion-making process. Consequently, on the very first day of the cottage’s completion, Mina was able to produce a considerable number of potions.

However, all these potions were crafted by Nellies.

Upon witnessing Enzo’s arrival at the potion cottage, Nellies promptly stood and exclaimed, “Master.”

She had not forgotten her place.

Enzo waved his hand dismissively, unperturbed, and drew a chair to sit down.

Mina, on the other hand, was less accommodating, inquiring, “What brings you here, lad? Is it about Plata Plain? Hmph, I can tell you one thing that hose fellows deep within Plata Plain are not to be trifled with.”

Enzo regarded Mina and asked, “What do you know of what lies within the depths of Plata Plain?”

Mina shook his head, “I do not know.”

Enzo, puzzled, retorted, “Then why are you so certain?”

At this, Mina erupted into laughter, his spirit floating in mid-air, before declaring. “It’s a shame that despite being a Level 5 priest with formidable power, you have no idea how to wield it.”

Enzo candidly admitted, “That is indeed the case.”

Mina, finding little cause for annoyance, replied, “Listen, lad, today I shall teach you how to perceive the presence of supernatural forces. This is a great spell I have diligently researched for quite some time.”

A spell?

Is it akin to the presence of Black Feather?

And Black Feather, in turn, was created by the Beast God Rexfit.

This realization solidified Enzo’s belief—Mina’s identity was undoubtedly extraordinary, far beyond that of a mere Potion Master.

However, Mina did not voluntarily bring it up, nor would Enzo press his for details.

It was a tacit understanding between the two.

Mina’s voice resonated once more.”Just as various Potions are composed of distinct ingredients, the raw materials for these Potions ultimately originate from seeds. In a similar vein, the existence of supernatural powers also stems from a primary source, known as the Seven Great Origins Creations. The interplay of the Seven Great Origins Creations gives rise to other supernatural forces. Your ability to conjure the Water of Life signifies a profound connection with the totem and the Primeval Totem Tree of Life, enabling you to learn this supernatural perception.”

“What we refer to as supernatural perception relies on the might of the Primeval Totem.”

“The Primeval Totem is the most ancient source of supernatural power. Even supernatural beings derive their strength from it.”

“Therefore, in theory, as long as your own power is substantial enough, you should be able to use the Primeval Totem to sense the supernatural energy resonating throughout the world.”

“Of course, I do not recommend you do so.”

“To truly master supernatural perception, you must…”

As Mina elaborated, Enzo gently closed his eyes.

The intricacies of the supernatural perception she described echoed in his mind, triggering a transformation within the totem, the Ring of the World. The patterns on the Ring of the World shifted, settling into a specific design.

In that instant, Enzo understood that he had grasped the essence of supernatural perception.

Mina continued his discourse, but he soon sensed something amiss.

His eyes widened in astonishment, as if witnessing something unfathomably profound. Even in a state of ethereal suspension, he sat transfixed, utterly stunned, murmuring to himself, “This kid… I genuinely suspect he might be the reincarnation of a deity…”

At this moment, Enzo’s perception was extraordinary.

He was already proficient in mental perception, which could only grasp mundane information, and the details were often rather vague.

However, supernatural perception was entirely different.

Not only was the clarity of the information strikingly vivid, but the distance from which it could be sensed was also remarkably far.

Moreover, this ability greatly aided in the art of potion-making.

Yet, this was not the moment for such contemplation.

Upon entering the state of supernatural perception, Enzo felt an unusual aura—a presence of immense power, emanating from deep within Plata Plain. He concentrated, instinctively calling upon the strength amassed from the Ring of the World Ritual, directing his focus toward the depths of Plata Plain.

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