High above the distant sandship, Queen Medusa quietly watched the scene unfold. A trace of imperceptible surprise flashed across her eyes. As the ruler of this vast desert, she naturally understood the immense benefits if this technique for processing Jing Cassava could be spread among the various tribes.
Small, struggling tribes like the Rock Tribe were by no means rare in the desert. They hovered constantly near the poverty line, and whenever resource famines struck, several small tribes would band together to attack human territory and plunder the resources they needed to survive.
Only medium-sized Snake-people Tribe with populations in the tens of thousands, occupying vast oases deep within the desert, could manage to feed themselves and minimize bloody conflicts.
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