Outside the camp of the Crimson Star Tribe, beyond its towering crimson walls, thendscape was remarkably t, with several roads carved out among the vast expanses ofnd.


    In addition, a canal had been dug.


    Itbroughtwater that was transported by water wheels from nearbykes.


    That greatly facilitatedthe tribe''s agriculture.


    It was now spring, with thest traces of winter''s chill dissipating. On many barren patches, resilient weeds had already pushed through the soil, sprouting green shoots.


    "Yara, are you sure about this?"


    A group stood at the edge of the fields, addressing the central figure encircled by the conversation. Their faces showed both skepticism and anticipation.


    Yara nodded.


    Herecalledthe past events with solemnity. "Back then, the tribe faced a flood, and only a few of us survived. If it weren''t for Lord Enzo''s timely intervention, we would have starved to death."


    "I believe in Lord Enzo!"


    "I also trust the Crimson Star Tribe. If the notice on the tribal board says upgrading thend elerates nt growth and increases yields, there''s no reason to doubt it."


    After speaking, the expressions among the group varied.


    Some argued back, "But this year''s crop harvest is crucial for our future ns."


    "I understand." Yara replied.


    He added firmly, "That''s why I''m striving to be the first to upgrade thend. After all, this is a miracle bestowed by Lord Enzo. It cannot go wrong."


    The others ceased their attempts to dissuade her.


    Yara sighed inwardly, somewhat disappointed in hisfellow tribespeople. Despite their integration into the Crimson Star Tribe''s life, they still failed to grasp the essence— that the tribe existed because of Lord Enzo.


    Today''s prosperity owed everything to that truth.


    With these thoughts, Yara swiftly departed, returning to hishome. Heemptied hissavings from these past days: a total of 53 gold coins and 98 silver coins. Then he hurried towards the council hall, guided by the doorte, entering the meeting room fornd improvement.


    To hissurprise, the room was already upied by numerous people.


    These people were talking to each other, seemingly enjoying themselves.But in reality, they were all secretly guarding each other.


    Competition within the Crimson Star Tribe was intense.


    At that moment, a cold voice cut through the air."Everyone quiet down. Those who need to upgrade theirnd must queue up properly, or risk forfeiting their eligibility fornd improvement."


    Upon hearing this, silence fell over the crowd.


    Land upgrading was thetest service introduced by the Crimson Star Tribe, promising elerated nt growth but requiring a substantial payment in gold coins to activate.


    This was the point of hesitation for manyother people.


    In the tribe, as long as people werenotzy, the money they earn was enough to ensure their food and clothing. They could work in various ways whether they grew crops themselves, work in factories, or engage in other jobs. And they can even umte a lot.


    However, desires of people were limitless.


    After satisfying basic needs like food and clothing, many sought to enhance their strength. This drive led to a sharp increase in adventurers, forming teams and advancing personal adventure levels, the only means within the tribe to increase strength.


    And all required money.


    A finely crafted iron longsword or a sturdy suit of iron armor cost a significant amount of gold coins, far beyond the savings of most.


    Now, the price ofnd upgrading was simrly steep.


    Unlike others, Yara''s desire for power wasn''t strong. Hispast hardships had taught him to appreciate a simple life.


    Moreover, he loved farmingvery much.


    The process of nting seeds, watering, fertilizing, and waiting for the harvest brought him immense joyevery once.


    "It''s your turn."


    The cold voice snapped Yara back to reality.


    Quickly, he shed an apologetic smile and produced fifty gold coins. He said, "I''d like to upgrade all five of my plots to premium qualitynd."


    After listening these words, Ritalooked up in surprise.


    Rita, who had been assisting Priest Lucy at the Adventurer''s Association but was now tasked by Enzo himself withnd upgrading.


    "Are you sure about upgrading all five plots to premium quality?"


    Rita sought confirmation once more.


    Yara nodded firmly. He answered, "I''m certain."


    ording to the guidelines fornd upgrading, there were different standards—basic, medium, high, and premium—each requiring a different cost, with premium being the most expensive at ten gold coins per plot.


    This expense was often beyond the means of ordinary members of the tribe.


    Therefore, upon hearing Yara confidentlymit fifty gold coins to upgrade hisnd, others cast curious nces his way.


    Some admired Yara''s boldness.


    Some people also expressedconcerns about this, as no one was clear about the specifics ofnd upgrading.


    If anything went wrong, it could result in substantial losses.


    Most opted for basic or medium upgrades, making Yara''s five premium plots unique.


    In the evening, those who wantedto upgrade theirnd hadalready registered. Rita organized the data and handed it over to Amy. Then Amy brought these records to Enzo.


    In Enzo''s chamber.


    Amy stood by the table and addressed him, "Lord Enzo, as you anticipated. Many tribe members are still apprehensive about thend upgrading."


    Enzo smiled and replied, "That''s natural."


    He continued, "After all, I''m still exploring the effects of the Ring of the World Ritual. "


    The entire jungle falls within its scopeof the Ring of the World Ritual.


    As the custodian of the Ritual and owner of the Ring of the World totem, Enzo hada good understanding of its capabilities. Within the Ritual''s range, I can practically do anything—a deity capable of altering terrain, summoning rain from gathering clouds.


    It could be said that the jungle would be free from floods, snow disasters, droughts, and simr cmitieswith the Ritual .


    However, that''s just a minor aspect.


    Enzo discovered with astonishment that his powers, amplified through the Ring of the World Ritual, could be used on arge scale.


    Thisnd upgrade was an experimental step.


    The Ring of the World, a fusion of the Tree of Life and the Beasts Totem, endowed him with their abilities. Additionally, through the Energy-devouring Worm.


    Enzo had a n.


    He gained the capability to absorb energy from the air, which could be used to stimte nt growth and store energy for other purposes.


    The n was undoubtedly feasible.


    Under his direction, thend upgrading initiative was formted. To fosterpetition among tribe members, Enzo imposed limits on the number of upgrades.


    Thus, when Enzo saw Yara''s five premium plots, he too was surprised.


    There were exactly five premium plots avable.


    After reviewing all the records, Enzo stood up, stretchingzily and remarked, "That''s settled then. By tomorrow''s sunrise, the tribe members should be in for a surprise."


    "Or perhaps regret."


    Amy chuckled, her eyes lighting up with fervor, her fluffy tail bristling as she leaned in closer to Enzo.


    Before long, the room echoed with enticing moans.


    ...


    As the sun set and night fell.


    Far away in the prison of the Golden Lion Tribe, constructed entirely of massive stones adorned with intricate carvings, several guards exuded formidable auras while keeping watch.


    Chloe entered the prison.


    He walked deeper into the dungeon, arriving at the second-tost cell where Freya sat crouched on the ground."Freya, are you going to persist?" Chloe asked Freyacoldly. "My patience is wearing thin."


    Freya remained silent.


    Her silence spoke hervolumes.


    This silence infuriated Chloe unexpectedly. His eyes shed with murderous intent, almost wishing to strangle Freya then and there. However, he seemed to restrain his anger, perhaps out of caution or concern, and turned to his subordinate, demanding, "Any news from Enzo?"


    One of Chloe''s followers immediately responded, "Lord Priest, we''ve gathered information from a person named Crue. Enzo hails from the jungle, where he serves as a priest of a small tribe."


    "A priest from a small tribe?"


    Chloe seemed incredulous, pressing the man further, "Are you certain?"


    The subordinate assured him hastily, "Lord Priest, we''ve confirmed it from multiple sources. It is indeed Enzo. Moreover, reports suggest he possesses considerable strength."


    "Hmph, considerable strength? Ridiculous. Those people are mere insects, oblivious to true power!" Chloe scoffed dismissively, then mocked Freya, "Freya, is this weakling you''ve taken a liking to? You''re truly disappointing! Rest assured, I''ll capture that insect soon and personally end his life before your eyes. I''m sure you''ll find that quite moving."


    Freya trembled, her eyes burning red with murderous intent.


    Though her powers were restrained.


    She was helpless to stop Chloe.


    What could she do?


    How could she convey this crucial message to Enzo and ensure his escape?


    Combat was out of the question for Freya.


    As a candidate priest of the Golden Lion Tribe ,Freyaunderstood Chloe''s formidable strength, far surpassing the Level 6, though she didn''t know exactly to what extent.


    Just as despair began to consume Freya...


    Ahoarse voice from the neighboring cell asked, "Are you... a candidate priest of the tribe?"