Forget it, we can only take one step at a time now.
But Su Chen felt that Chen Nan was too pessimistic.
Although the situation of the Miyaya Tribe was precarious, it was no problem to hold on for another year or two.
But soon Su Chen no longer thought of Chen Nan as pessimistic.
Right after Su Chen left Chen Nan's room, he heard a noisy clamor coming from outside the tribe.
"What's going on, Miyia?" Su Chen walked over.
He saw many indigenous women riding beasts outside the tribe.
They wore leather skirts similar to Miyia, some riding on the backs of wild boars, some on wolves, and Su Chen even saw a woman riding a bear.
These indigenous women were plump and fit, their muscles more exaggerated than those of men.
A fierce aura emanated from them.
Miyia looked a bit displeased as she said, "They demand the year tribute."
"Year tribute?" Su Chen obviously didn't understand what the year tribute meant.
