Chapter 226 - 225, Clear Sky_1
"People of the tribe!" Chief Ge Xing’s voice echoed across the plain, directing the attention of every Orc.
Chief Ge Xing’s chest pumped with emotion as his resonant voice grew louder, "You must be wondering what we will live on in this plain.
For certain reasons, I can’t tell you all at present, but what you all need to do next is to just follow what I say."
The Orcs looked at each other, nodded their heads unanimously. Even though Chief Ge Xing had a peculiar temperament, he had never done anything detrimental to the tribe, his trustworthiness was deeply rooted within the tribe members.
Furthermore...
Seeing Grandma Shaman and Ji Nuan standing beside him, one a shaman, the other a future shaman who had made significant contributions to the tribe, they all took a deep sigh of relief since none of these respected figures raised any objections.
Over the following days, the Orcs began to pile up timber on higher ground to create wooden platforms, erecting tents made of Beast Skin. They then covered the platform with mats woven from grass, providing themselves with homes that were both waterproof and warm.
The females stayed inside the tents to look after the younglings and organise supplies. The males carried baskets on their backs and started to gather enough green clay. As they had only one month of the rainy season left, they needed to collect as much green clay as possible to burn into bricks before the end of the rainy season.
Ji Nuan sat in her Beast Skin tent, hovering over a small fireplace and made sketches on a Sheep Beast skin. If one looked carefully, they would see that it was an overall plan for the entire tribe.
In the new tribe, Chief Ge Xing, Grandma Shaman, and Ji Nuan had decided that everyone’s houses should be built around courtyards, arranged orderly compared to the previous haphazard layout.
Rows of orderly houses leap off the Beast Skin. There was a formidable wall surrounding this new tribe on the plain, represented on the Sheep Beast skin was a thriving, powerful tribe in its infancy.
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The rainy season lived up to its reputation with constant light rain throughout the entire season. Sometimes heavy, sometimes mild, it had never ceased.
Thus, when Ji Nuan lifted the Beast Skin curtain to get some fresh air and saw the sun hanging high in the sky, she stood there dumbfounded.
From outside the tent came the shouts of excitement from the Orcs and females. Ji Nuan roused from her daze and ran out quickly, the ground was still somewhat muddy.
The sun was emitting a gentle light, not glaring, not hot, it was a comfortable temperature.
Like the other tribesfolk, Ji Nuan spent her whole day outside her tent and even hesitated to go to sleep at night.
During the rainy season, the diligent Orcs had not only hauled back mounds of green clay the size of five small hills but had also dug out the foundation of all the houses and nearly two-thirds of the foundation for the city wall, as planned by Ji Nuan.
With the weather now clear, the Orcs divided themselves into three groups; some continued to dig the foundations, others went hunting and collecting stones, and the remaining ones began to shape the green clay, ready to bake bricks.
The Orcs from the Watson Tribe worked efficiently under the direction of Chief Ge Xing.
Bosson and a few others, after consulting with Chief Ge Xing, joined the labour force. Since they could not return home yet, they needed to establish a place to live here first.
The Orcs from the Green Mountain Tribe bid farewell to the Watson Tribe once the weather cleared up. They didn’t believe that the Watson Tribe could survive on this plain without large forests, they decided to return to living in the forest.