Chapter 147 - 148, Strike When the Time is Right_1

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Chapter 147: Chapter 148, Strike When the Time is Right_1 Ji Nuan, who was busy dressing the wounds of the injured orcs, was left speechless by Uncle Ge Xing’s juvenile behavior... "Ha-ha, your Tumang Tribe must now be left with only some elderly orcs, females, and cubs!" Ge Xing looked at Lu Te, lying on the ground in a weak and pathetic state, with a confrontational sparkle in his eyes. Lu Te felt a mixture of anger, urgency, and fear. Despite their victory, the Tumang Tribe mysteriously lost all their strength at the last moment. Could it be a punishment from the Beast God? Having this thought, Lu Te further sank into despair and his crestfallen appearance no longer provided Ge Xing with any pleasure in tormenting him. "Tribe members, transport these Tumang orcs back in batches." The golden lion sat majestically... On the black and yellow striped tiger. Ji Nuan handed the herbal medicines to the Deer Clan orc beside her and stepped forward: "I will go with them, for safety reasons, we need to prepare some potions for them." The Watson Tribe orcs immediately revealed an insinuating expression. As for what kind of potions... hehe... Everyone implied, it should only be understood, not revealed! ... "Grandma Shaman, this time all the orcs of the Tumang Tribe have arrived, and the Hyena Tribe orcs are still lying in the cave. How do we deal with so many orcs?" Ji Nuan felt her head ache, even victory can bring problems! Grandma Shaman responded emotionlessly, "I have already arranged for the Hyena Tribe orcs to be dealt with so as not to waste food." Settled... Ji Nuan looked startled, all slaughtered! The Shaman sighed, "You need to be ruthless when necessary. The Hyena Tribe was a threat to the surrounding tribes as well as us." Back in her senses, Ji Nuan nodded her head. Survival of the fittest, she understood this concept well. In such an environment, war was unavoidable, without the Sharp Tooth Grass that she discovered, the orcs of the Watson Tribe would have been the ones to perish in these battles. Having this thought, Ji Nuan felt a lot more relaxed. "Then...what about the Tumang Tribe?" Ge Ye, who was standing to one side, asked curiously. Grandma Shaman gave her a disgruntled look: "Let them transport the clay for us. We have exhausted the nearby supply and the orcs are wasting so much time going far away to dig it." Ji Nuan’s eyes lit up: "Yes! But we should separate them into three groups for activities. There are more Tumang Tribe orcs than us, so we can’t let them escape." The Tumang Tribe orcs who were still lying sluggishly on the ground had no idea that their future tasks had already been arranged. ... With the Tumang Tribe orcs as laborers, the construction work of the Watson Tribe resumed pleasantly. Building after building was erected, and fireplace after fireplace was constructed. Lu Te was grudgingly working with the clay, all the while cursing the old fart, Ge Xing... But in order to eat at night, he set out to work diligently. No one dared to slack off, every orc was assigned a task and they wouldn’t get food if they didn’t complete it. In the early days, he didn’t believe they would stick to this and slacked off several times, until his eyes turned green with hunger. Only then did he earnestly start working. About three weeks later, all the houses in the tribe had been built. After consulting with Uncle Ge Xing, Grandma Shaman decided to let the emaciated Tumang Tribe orcs return to their tribe.

Chapter 147 - 148, Strike When the Time is Right_1

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