The atmosphere went quiet as everyone turned to the scene. The tribe leader stared at the bag that had fallen to the ground, his expression turning cold with fury.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?! I told you not to let it fall!" he snapped as he angrily approached the scene.
While he did, the beastman who had dropped the bag shivered in fear. He quickly got to his feet and struggled to pick up the bag with the help of some others.
As they tried to lift it, the bag burst open, and its contents spilled out. This left everyone speechless and shocked.
Everyone paused, staring at the scene before them. What had fallen out of the bag wasn't what they expected at all. There were no crops for planting—just weeds, dead leaves, dead plants, and even heavy rocks.
This left everyone speechless. "What's this?"
"What's happening? How is this possible?"
