Chapter 345 - 344, Has the Stone Turned? _1
The two clan leaders instantly breathed a sigh of relief, silently repeating in their hearts, "That’s good... that’s good..."
At first, they thought it would be nice if a few Orcs would be willing to stay behind. To their surprise, all the Orcs who had followed Mo Peisi were willing to stay with him in Eneru Forest.
"I have already started serving the Orc Lord. It’s all the same whether I go back or not."
"Same for me, there’s no family left in the tribe, might as well stick together with the brothers."
"Besides, if we go back, we might face Mo Na’s revenge..."
"Exactly, Mo Na is vengeful..."
"If she says something in the leader’s ear, then we really have nowhere to go..."
The Orcs all chose to stay here, some because it didn’t matter where they went without kin, while others feared Mo Na’s revenge.
With the addition of more Orc Warriors, the bear was delighted.
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A few days later at the Watson Tribe...
"Clan Leader, there are some Orcs outside who said they are from the Dashi Tribe and they’ve come to assist our injured," the aide informed. Chief Ge Xing, who was shamelessly feasting on his wife’s side, was interrupted by the abrupt arrival.
After adjusting the Beast Skin on his body and exuding an air of authority, he walked out with his hands behind his back, commanding, "First, let them see the Dashi Tribe Orcs. I’ll be there soon."
The Orc replied and ran off to meet the visitors from the Dashi Tribe.
Meanwhile, our previously awe-inspiring Chief Ge Xing displayed a sly grin, slouched and scurried back inside his house. He had a meal to enjoy with his spouse, he didn’t have time to deal with stinky males, of course, it’s more important to accompany his spouse during the meal.
You have to say, the growth of plants in Beast World is extraordinary. A few days ago, newly planted corn that was only ankle-high was now as high as his thigh.
Ji Nuan was joyfully turning in circles amidst the cornfield.
As per usual, after feeding the Giggle Beasts and Gagabeasts in the pen, Ji Nuan washed her hands in the tub nearby before heading to the front yard.
"Shaman! Shaman!" Ji Nuan, who was about to go inside for a nap, was stopped by the urgent cries of an Orc in the courtyard.
She turned around curiously and asked the Orc who had rushed in from the yard, "What’s the matter? You’re all flustered."
The Orc gulped for air and said, "Today, when our people were firing pottery, a few whelps threw red stones in. We planned to pick out the stones once the pottery was done but the stones turned into liquid."
Stones turned into liquid?
Ji Nuan felt a twinge of familiarity with this phrase?
Smacking her own head, she muttered, "I’m an idiot. I can’t remember anything at crucial moments."
Then she turned to the still anxious Orc and said, "Alright, I’ll go over and see what’s going on."
The Orc nodded, turned around, and led Ji Nuan to where the pottery was being fired.
By the time Ji Nuan and the Orc arrived, there were many Orcs gathered around the kiln, all craning their necks trying to get a better look.
Ji Nuan and the Orc finally squeezed through, only to find that the potter Uncle had an utterly despondent look on his face.
Ji Nuan walked up to him and asked, "What happened, Uncle? I heard from the Orc that the stone turned into water?"
The old beastman had a troubled expression on his face.