Arrival

He pressed his palm to the ground, closed his eyes, and felt the vibrations traveling through the earth.

Lin Yu's mind raced as he continuously calculated the approximate time the Beast Tide would arrive.

"Lin Yu!"

Only two minutes later, several visibly elderly members of the Tarak Tribe arrived at his side.

"Elders!"

"Is it true? Zi Ling said you discovered a Beast Tide, and that it numbers over ten thousand?"

The elders looked solemnly at Lin Yu, the young man who had suddenly appeared several years ago, as they questioned him.

These Tarak Tribe elders were no strangers to Lin Yu, and they trusted him deeply.

Over the years, Lin Yu's various abilities had utterly astonished every one of them.

After all, Lin Yu came from a Level 8 Civilization. Even relying on common knowledge that everyone knew, he could still play the role of some great immortal in a primitive tribe.

In particular, using his knowledge and a special metal from Lancer, Lin Yu had helped the Tarak Tribe improve weapons such as spears and arrowheads. Their attack power and durability had increased considerably, allowing the entire tribe to finally leave the Stone Age behind.

But trust was one thing. The annual warrior birth celebration was the tribe's foremost event. Without sufficient reason, not even the elders dared call it off lightly.

Therefore, no matter how much these elders trusted Lin Yu, they still had to confirm it again and again. What he claimed was simply too unbelievable.

"Elders, hurry and prepare. There isn't much time left!"

"Trust me!"

Looking at the Tarak Tribe elders, Lin Yu spoke again with an incomparably serious expression.

The Tarak Tribe Great Elder standing at the front of the group stared unblinkingly at Lin Yu, as if trying to see through his