allonlinenovel Chapter 220 The Legacy of the New Year
Chapter 220 The Legacy of the New Year
When Ruan Mianmian announced to everyone with a smile that the tribe would be celebrating the New Year in just half a month, everyone present couldn't help but look confused and were at a loss for what to do.
"New Year? What exactly is that?" A young orc in the crowd asked first, his big eyes blinking, his face full of doubt.
"Could it be some kind of delicious food? Or a new event?" another orc guessed.
"What's this 'New Year'? I've never heard of it!" someone shouted again.
"Could it be some kind of mysterious ritual?" Some even started to let their imaginations run wild.
The beastmen chattered amongst themselves, none of them understanding what their leader meant by the New Year.
Looking at the group of orcs who knew nothing about the New Year, Ruan Mianmian shook her head helplessly, sighed deeply, and then raised her hands to signal everyone to quiet down.
After the crowd gradually quieted down, Ruan Mianmian cleared her throat and began to patiently explain, "The New Year is actually a very important festival. In the place where I used to live, it was only during the New Year that everyone could gather together, sit around a table, and happily eat and chat. Moreover, the New Year usually includes lively celebrations like giving out red envelopes. Simply put, our tribe's New Year is similar to a grand bonfire party. At that time, the tribe will carefully prepare all kinds of delicious food for everyone to enjoy; at the same time, there will also be fun lucky draws and grand reward ceremonies."
When the orcs heard about the "bonfire party," various lively and joyful scenes immediately came to mind, and they secretly speculated that it might be a grand festival or important event unique to the realm of gods.
After all, the leader had just mentioned that it was the place where he used to live, and that was undoubtedly the mysterious and alluring realm of the gods.
Since this is a festival celebration from the realm of gods, these orcs should naturally participate actively and celebrate together.
Thinking of this, they couldn't help but rub their hands together excitedly, expressing their determination to make meticulous preparations and welcome this grand event in the best possible way.
When the chief mentioned the "lottery" segment, a curious orc couldn't contain his curiosity and asked loudly, "Chief, what exactly is this 'lottery'? Is it some kind of delicious food?"
Everyone burst into laughter upon hearing this, but their eyes remained fixed on the leader, eagerly awaiting her answer.
With a smile, Ruan Mianmian patiently explained to the innocent and adorable beastman, "The so-called lottery is when all sorts of items are put together, including delicious food, tasty drinks, fun and interesting things, and practical daily necessities. Then a whole bunch of cards with different prize names written on them are put into a big box. Each of you takes turns drawing a card, and if it says a certain item, then that item belongs to you."
After listening to the leader's detailed and vivid explanation, all the orcs present suddenly understood and then burst into a great cheer.
They began to discuss with great interest what kind of surprise gifts they might receive, imagining the joy of holding their desired items in their hands, and the whole scene suddenly became lively and extraordinary.
Such a great lucky draw event must be launched with great fanfare!
Upon hearing the news, everyone was filled with excitement, for they had never seen anything so novel and interesting before.
Then, when everyone heard the leader mention the generous rewards again, they were all so excited that they could hardly contain themselves!
One of them couldn't wait and shouted, "Leader, are there any miracles like the ones performed by Gray and his crew among this reward?"
It's no wonder they asked so anxiously, after all, the miracle the leader bestowed upon those orcs last time was truly awe-inspiring.
A comparison clearly reveals that the superpowers the leader bestowed upon the orcs far exceeded their original strength; the difference between the two was like heaven and earth.
Since Grey and Da and other orcs acquired amazing superpowers, other members of the tribe have also sparred and competed with each other in private.
The result was self-evident: the immense power displayed by Grey and Da after being blessed by the divine miracle amazed everyone!
For this reason, every orc in the tribe longed for and dreamed of this miracle that could bring about a tremendous increase in power.
Facing the expectant gazes of the crowd, Ruan Mianmian smiled slightly and replied, "That's right, the New Year's rewards naturally include miracles, but everything will be distributed according to the size of everyone's contribution to the tribe. So, please be patient and wait for the New Year!"
As soon as Ruan Mianmian finished speaking, the previously silent cave was instantly engulfed by a deafening cheer: "Fantastic! The leader is simply invincible! The leader is definitely the strongest!..."
A cacophony of passionate and adoring praises rose and fell, seemingly trying to pierce the dome of the cave.
These sounds flooded into Ruan Mianmian's ears like a tide, making her smile so hard her eyes narrowed into slits.
That radiant and satisfied smile was like a flower blooming under the warm spring sun, radiating a captivating glow.
After the clansmen calmed down a bit, Ruan Mianmian raised her hand and waved it gently, signaling everyone to quiet down.
Upon seeing this, everyone immediately stopped cheering and turned their attention to the highly respected leader, and the entire cave fell silent.
Ruan Mianmian cleared her throat and slowly said, "Today is the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and there are only 17 days left until the New Year. That is to say, we only have 17 days to prepare. In this limited period of time, according to the inheritance I have received, there are many things waiting for us to complete."
When everyone heard the word "inheritance" spoken by the leader, they were all instantly invigorated, as if by magic, and they all pricked up their ears, afraid of missing any crucial information.
Because they are very clear in their hearts that the so-called inheritance is not an ordinary thing, but something that only large and powerful tribes can possess, and which has been passed down to this day through the unremitting efforts of generation after generation.
It contains the valuable experience and wisdom accumulated by our ancestors, which is undoubtedly a great treasure for future generations.
Therefore, at this moment, everyone present was listening intently to every word of the leader. Even the usually composed Zhi, Hui, and Ya, among other highly respected elders, dared not slack off in the slightest, their expressions focused and serious.
This is actually the legacy of a goddess!
A sense of awe and reverence welled up in everyone's hearts.
Ruan Mianmian thought for a moment, then softly hummed some strange words: "Little child, little child, don't be greedy, after Laba Festival comes the New Year, Laba porridge, drink for a few days, then comes the 23rd, on the 23rd, sticky candy, on the 24th, sweep the house, on the 25th, fry tofu, on the 26th, stew mutton, on the 27th, kill the rooster, on the 28th, let the dough rise, on the 29th, steam buns, stay up all night on New Year's Eve, twist and turn on New Year's Day!"
People looked at each other, their faces full of doubt. It didn't sound like an ancient magic incantation or a mysterious spell.
For a moment, the entire scene fell silent, with only Ruan Mianmian's soft singing echoing in the air.
Everyone strained their ears, afraid of missing a single subtle note, while silently memorizing the words in their hearts.
Ruan Mianmian stood in the crowd and said to everyone, "Everyone, we have already missed the Laba Festival, but it doesn't matter. We can officially start our operation from the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month. At that time, I will tell you in detail about the tasks that need to be completed each day, and we will work together to complete them."
Upon hearing the leader's words, a slight commotion arose among the crowd, with some whispering among themselves, "So that's how it is. It seems this is the goddess's legacy."
Some people looked at Ruan Mianmian with anticipation, their eyes sparkling with excitement.
Zhi sat quietly in a corner of the cave, his eyes slightly closed, his lips moving slightly, silently reciting the mysterious incantation in his heart.
As time went on, he increasingly felt that these incantations seemed to have a close connection with the legendary rituals performed by the Beast God.
Thinking of this, Zhi became extremely excited. He knew that if he could master these incantations, they would play a crucial role in the future ceremonies.
Therefore, he devoted himself to it with all his might, carefully studying each word and phrase, determined to imprint them deeply in his mind.
Meanwhile, the other beastmen in the tribe shared the same idea as Zhi.
The entire cave was silent, with only the occasional low chanting heard.
Everyone understands that only by memorizing these mantras can one truly comprehend the power of the Beast God and pass it down.
Years later, the New Year, a special day, gradually became an indispensable and important festival on the Orc continent.
At this time of year, the beastmen who originally came from the eastern tribes would follow ancient traditions, silently reciting incantations and carrying out various sacrificial activities in an orderly manner.
Their solemn and devout appearance drew envy from the beastmen of other tribes.
"Indeed, only the tribe that originally served the goddess has such a precious heritage!" Many outsiders exclaimed.
However, despite their longing for it, these mysterious incantations have always belonged only to the Eastern tribes, becoming their unique symbol of glory.