A window similar to his status, was floating in front of him, the window completely blocked his vision, unlike his status which didn't block his vision.

[ Tribe- Green Heaven Tribe.

Grade - Stone Rank 3

Population- 1000

Green Heaven Castle- Level 1

Strongest Expert- Monarch of Evernight]

"Stone rank 3?"

What was this ranking system, he didn't know about how this worked. He was still clueless about this world.

And who was this Monarch of Evernight? Was he somewhere in his tribe, Dawn's expression turned serious when he thought about this, the Evernight guy was stronger than him.

Dawn suddenly felt as if a cold pricing blade had been placed on the back of his neck. He had to find out who this guy was.

Suddenly the name of Monarch suddenly disappeared from the screen, and another name replaced it.

"Erika Laplace!"

Dawn mouthed the words and found the name to be familiar, was this the name of Liam Gree heavens mother?

Dawn remembered the stern warning from the letter, his face turned serious, and where did the Monarch Of Evernight go? Was he just passing by from his territory and he coincidentally used the system at the same time?

The more he thought about it the more he found this explanation plausible.

He once again turned his focus to the system, there were some additional features like Map.

Which displayed the area around his territory.

But how this system was going to help him, it didn't appear to be any help other than providing some information.

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Dawn realised he couldn't remain clueless, so he decided to visit the library after hearing what Harmon had to say.

Dawn entered the meeting ball with an indifferent expression on his face.

Harmon instantly noticed his arrival and bowed.

"Greetings chief." his voice filled with respect.

However, soon a grim expression appeared on his face.

"The Main army Of the Havok tribe is moving in our direction." He said in a serious voice.

Havok was a Rank 1 Stone grade tribe, the Gap in strength between a peak stone grade and a tribe like Green Heaven was huge.

Harmon couldn't help but feel nervous, he directly rushed back after witnessing the huge army marching forward, he had even ditched his men who were slowing him down.

"How many men," Dawn's face remained emotionless. Although he frowned inside, looking at Harmon's reaction, they were in a really dangerous position.

"It's their main army, their chief Brian Havok is personally leading them," Harmon's voice quivered in the end, he stopped for a moment and looked at Dawn's face for his reaction.

Dawn was standing with an expressionless face as if he didn't care about Brian Havok, Harmon sighed in relief and thought inside his head, "If the chief wasn't nervous, why does he need to worry about it?"

Dawn opened his mouth to speak after pondering for a moment," Alert everyone about the situation and prepare for the war."

"Evacuate the elderly and children, anyone who can fight can arm them with a weapon."

After hearing Dawn's words a strange expression appeared on Harmon's face, Dawn looked at him with a questioning gaze.

Harmon hurriedly opened his mouth to answer he didn't want to get on the bad side of the chief, after all, he still vividly remembered the carnage bedside the wall.

"We don't have enough weapons to arm everyone," Harmon couldn't help but sigh.

The place where the Green Heaven tribe was situated lacked metal deposits, they had to import from nearby areas to meet the demand of the army.

Now because of the ongoing conflict, the situation has further worsened as merchants were refusing to trade.

Dawn nodded, they don't have enough soldiers and don't have weapons to arm anyone.

"What bad luck," Dawn couldn't help muttering.

"How long before they reach the outer walls of the tribe," Dawn asked to prepare himself for the upcoming fight.

The whole Green Heaven tribe was covered with wooden walls to prevent wild monsters from entering and damaging the fields. The wall also acted as the de facto border of the tribe.

"2 hours at the maximum," Harmon replied in all seriousness, 2 hours were more than enough for them to pack up and escape.

"2 hours ha."

Dawn nodded at his words, however, if he were to hear the thoughts of his Commander what expression would he make?

"Okay you are dismissed, take your man and patrol the tribe."

Harmon bowed and took his leave, Dawn was left alone in the grand hall.

Dawn looked at the back of Harmon and Then at the shining marble beneath his feet, he couldn't help but curse.

Dawn started walking upstairs, he planned to see what was inside the library, anything that could help him.

Dawn found himself standing in front of rows upon rows of bookshelves, the entire second floor was filled with books to the brim.

The bookshelves were tall, almost touching the ceiling of the second floor. They appeared to be made from some sort of metal as they were reflecting the light coming from the windows.

Dawn rolled his eyes in annoyance, anyway, he was joyous inside, there was bound to be some useful information and information about the world.

Who knew he might find a heaven-defying cultivation manual?

Filled with anticipation and hope, He picked one of the books from the nearest bookshelves and opened it and took a look.

The book of the cover appeared to be made from some exquisite material, without any design or text.

He flipped the first page, Dawn looked down to focus, his eyes almost popped out from their sockets.

"The hell," He muttered in disbelief, the first page of the book had a drawing of a naked lady, he hurriedly flipped through the whole book.

With every page that he turned his face Darkened, the book was entirely filled with drawings of naked women.

He threw the book to the side and picked a book from another bookshelf, again with hope in his eye.

With some participation and fear, he opened the book only for his hopes to shatter the book was the same as the earlier one.

Dawn looked at the Countless books in the hall and a dreadful thought started to take root in his mind.

"I hope all of these books are not the same." He prayed in his heart.