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Reborn As A Beastman With A System

In a bizarre twist of fate, Damien, an ordinary man from our world, finds himself inexplicably transported to a medieval fantasy realm. But this is not a simple tale of displacement; Damien undergoes a profound transformation, awakening as Logan, a wolf beastman and the destined heir to the chieftainship of the wolf beastmen Tribe. As Logan, he inherits not just a new form but a complex legacy of power and ambition, underpinned by the dreams of his tribe to elevate their leader to the divine status of a wolf deity. His transformation is accompanied by the mystical Tribal Chief System, a potent force that endows him with extraordinary knowledge and abilities, elevating his potential far beyond any ordinary beastman. The story intensifies when Logan’s father, the revered chief of the beastmen Silvermane, perishes in battle. This tragedy thrusts Logan into a leadership role much sooner than anticipated. As the new chief, he must navigate a world rife with dangers—both from rival tribes jealous of the Silvermane's prosperity and darker forces that threaten the mystical balance of the realm. Logan's ascent to power is an arduous journey of personal growth and leadership. He must harness his new abilities to outmaneuver his enemies, solidify his tribe's standing, and forge crucial alliances. The Tribal Chief System guides him, offering strategies and powers that could dictate the future of his people. #Beastmen #Nonhuman #System #Tribe #kingdombuilding

Rqmk · Fantasy
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210 Chs

Establishing Youth Guard!

"Twenty million kg?"

The words hung in the air, leaving everyone stunned. Was it even possible? Could there really be such an immense amount of produce? Twenty million kg!

It was hard to grasp, especially considering it came from just one thousand acres of land.

Though the others had been somewhat mentally prepared for this, having heard rumors from the last twenty-acre harvest, they were still visibly shaken by the sheer scale of it. However, none were more surprised than Astali.

"One thousand acres yielding twenty million kg... does that mean each acre produced 20,000 kg?" she muttered, her mind racing to make sense of the numbers. Her disbelief was clear, yet when she glanced around at the faces of Logan and the others, there was no doubt in their expressions.

Could it really be true?

"It's good to have faith in the numbers," Logan said, breaking the tension with a knowing smile. "But let's not get ahead of ourselves. We still need to see it with our own eyes."