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The young Brown Bear who had pulled his head out of the desert sat expressionlessly on the sand, gazing at the setting sun on the horizon. His ears were filled with the excited cheers of his clansmen surrounding the bountiful Spirit Rice, while he alone sat in silence without uttering a word.
The joys and sorrows between people were never shared.
The same was true between Brown Bears.
The Boundless Desert was no ordinary desert. Under the scorching Blazing Sun, its sand shimmered with heat; even if seeds were placed into the desert at night, they would be cooked the instant they touched the ground. Growing rice in such an environment would be nothing short of a miracle.
Naturally, he had secretly obtained Spirit Rice and planted it while all his clansmen slept, creating the illusion that he had led them in producing a miracle. It strengthened their cohesion while also cementing his position as young clan chief.
But now.
It seemed he had gone down the wrong path.
Or rather, these Brown Bears simply did not harbor much hatred toward the Great Xia Kingdom. In their eyes, those demon beasts that had never developed intelligence were fundamentally not the same kind as them. No matter how many of those demon beasts were slaughtered, these Demon Race members felt no pity. They even killed and ate them themselves.
Under such circumstances, if he wanted to train a Demon Race army of his own, he would need to find another way.
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The young Brown Bear lowered his head to look at his furry bear paw, then raised his head toward the sunset at the edge of the desert and murmured.
"If I weren't a transmigrator, perhaps I could have remained obscure."
"But since Heaven has given me a chance