Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 1011 In this beast-world novel, the queen's puppy is fierce and ruthless! 3

Thanks for the invitation. She's barely able to take care of herself right now, so let's discuss other things later.

"So, what was the original owner's final fate?"

Miaomiao thought for a moment and asked, "This seems to be the original owner's ending."

"Because the original owner was rather lecherous and relied on the strength of the tiger clan, he didn't take the Holy Land competition too seriously. Instead, he was more interested in some of the young beastmen offered up by the subordinate clans."

Therefore, they ranked last in the last two groups in three consecutive ethnic competitions.

Ultimately, after losing the third tribal competition, he not only lost the trust and respect of his tribe of beastmen, but was also killed by the python tribe in an unnamed area.

The Tiger Clan ultimately took precedence over the other clans, leaving their position among the six major clans first.

Well, the original owner was actually a sinner against his own kind...

However, just like in a game, there are wins and losses. The six major factions cannot remain stable forever; a three-way balance of power might last longer than a life-or-death struggle between the six factions...

Just as Miaomiao had figured out the cruel logic that "living to a ripe old age = protecting the tribe from being swallowed up," her attention was diverted by the voice of the guard outside the door.

"Your Majesty, fifty warriors have been selected to go to the Holy Land, just as you wished."

Miaomiao then remembered that she was currently in the middle of a month before heading to the Holy Land.

And this queen herself had only been on the throne for a little over a year, not yet the time when the Tiger Clan suffered successive defeats and tragic deaths. This lucky buff was quite useful.

Miaomiao secretly cheered herself up, lowered her head and tugged at the animal skin that covered half of her body, and followed the tiger guard toward the square.

He was even secretly thinking that it seemed pretty good; he could find fifty candidates from his tribe. If he could pick ten elites from them and train them well, he wouldn't end up with only one or two.

Please, she's a tiger now! Tigers are the kings of the jungle, they can't possibly be weaker than the ibex.

If it doesn't work out, she can go herself. She's incredibly strong, and as long as her teammates don't drag her down too much, she might be able to change the outcome of "losing territory".

Anyway, there's no rule that says a tribal leader can't fight.

The idea was certainly wonderful, but once she arrived at the square, reality seemed to slap her in the face. She froze, even her fluffy white tiger tail hanging in mid-air.

No, isn't she from the Tiger Clan?

Why do all the warriors she's given look so weak and frail?

Even if you call over the two muscular orcs guarding the gate, they would be much stronger than these fifty in front of you, right?

Miaomiao felt like she could knock two people away with one punch.

These so-called fifty warriors, standing on the stone ground of the square, looked like a frail clump of reeds.

The orcs in the front row were particularly thin, with arms so thin you could see the bones, and their animal skins were barely covering their bodies. Only their private parts received special attention.

There were even three rabbit-like beastmen with droopy ears and watery eyes gazing at her with affectionate expressions. When she looked over, they even had a red ring around their faces.

Miaomiao was a little unsure. Was it shyness? It was probably an allergic reaction.

"This... this is the warrior you were talking about who was counted?"

Miao Miao's voice trembled slightly despite her attempts to control it. She pointed to the rabbit-like beastman at the front among the tiger-like guards beside her.

"Can his claws tear through animal hide? Or can his teeth bite through the necks of ibex?"

The tiger guard beside him instantly turned red in the face, his head almost drooping to his chest.

"But Your Majesty, this..."

This was selected according to your order from a few days ago.

You said you wanted the 'most good-looking' members of your tribe, and that you could defeat them all yourself. So you're looking for people regardless of their tribe or fighting strength, as long as they're good-looking and not too muscular to upset you…

"I?"

Miaomiao pointed to her nose, her mind going completely blank.

The next second, fragments of the original owner's absurd memories suddenly flooded into Miaomiao's mind.

It seems that a few days ago, the original owner of this body drank too much fermented wild fruit juice and, while watching the orcs dancing for her by the campfire, suddenly came up with an absolutely brainless idea.

Especially since the elders had dragged her to see the tiger warriors' incredibly muscular chests during the day, and compared her to the fair-skinned rabbit beastmen dancing, she still preferred the slender beastmen.

"I've made up my mind. The Warriors I picked before were too ugly! They were an eyesore!"

Now, I've changed everything to look nicer, just like this rabbit-like beastman!

The prettier the better! Once I have fifty, I'll choose them myself! Those who perform well will be my companions after my coming-of-age ceremony.

Miaomiao felt a chill run down her spine when she recalled this memory. Fortunately, although the original owner was lecherous, she didn't do anything to these poor and weak beastmen because she hadn't gone through her coming-of-age ceremony yet.

She remembered that the clan elders had tried to persuade her, saying that the sacred ground competition was a matter of life and death for the clan, but the original owner wouldn't listen at all, and even punched one of the elders, sending him flying...

And so, relying on her superior martial prowess, she actually managed to replace all twenty elite warriors who had been selected long ago, using the fermented wild fruit juice.

Miaomiao's clean toes are now digging at the ground again.

This isn't choosing warriors, it's clearly the original owner choosing a harem for himself!

She looked at the "candidate warriors" in the square. The rabbit-type beastmen had soft and cute eyes, the fox-type beastmen had smiles on their lips, and even the tiger-type beastmen were handsome and had no fierceness that warriors should have.

Thinking back to the original owner's memories, the Holy Land competition involved facing the strangulation of the python clan, the heavy punches of the black bear clan, and even the swift legs of the rock sheep clan. Would these orcs just go up there and become easy prey?

Great, just thinking about it makes her feel suffocated...