Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Ji Nuan said with a laugh, "You know what the powder medicine is made of."

Ge Xing was stunned, "Isn’t that very precious herb..."

A crafty light flashed in Ji Nuan’s eyes as she whispered, "The powder only comprises the Sharp Tooth Grass and Tasteless Grass. There are no other herbs involved. I tricked them."

Ge Xing pointed a finger at Ji Nuan’s forehead, "Little clever fox."

Ji Nuan laughed ’hehe’, the chubby cub cried out in frustration on the side, but the Beastling was unimportant, only receiving a few random strokes from the little female, causing the cub to be unhappy.

Ji Nuan was also truly tired today. After eating some roasted meat and fruits, she fell into a deep sleep hugging the chubby lion cub.

Meanwhile, the members of the Dashi Tribe and the Gray Bear Tribe who had returned to their tents to rest were still discussing the magic of the Watson Tribe’s Shaman.

On the clear morning of the second day, the Hunting Team gathered at the camp entrance to go hunting, while the females were protected by dedicated Orcs to go gathering.

The old Shaman went to the tent early in the morning to check on the injured Orc’s condition. The Orc with the arm injury went to protect females and gather today.

The two Orcs with broken bones were still obediently lying on the Beast Skin, giving the old Shaman quite a laugh.

The sleeping Orc hadn’t woken up yet, but after drinking the bitter water made from the herb concoction Ji Nuan gave him yesterday, he did not have a fever, which greatly relieved the old Shaman.

He pointed at the Orc on the large stone and asked, "Has he not woken up at all?"

The two Orcs glanced at each other and nodded, "He has not, we woke up very early today, but he has been sleeping."

The old Shaman frowned and murmured, "Why hasn’t he woken up yet? Did something happen?"

"Huff~ huff~ huff~" The sound of the Orc’s shallow breathing came. The old Shaman was quite worried, but it seemed that this guy was sleeping quite soundly.

He rolled his eyes as if he had thought of something enjoyable. The old man laughed happily as he walked out of the tent. Before leaving, he looked seriously at the two Orcs lying on the Beast Skin mat and said, "You two, stay still and don’t cause any trouble for Shaman Ji Nuan, understood?"

The two Orcs nodded hastily: "Mm-hmm."

The old Shaman nodded in satisfaction, humming an unknown tune, rocking and rolling toward the direction of Watson Tribe’s tent.

The Orcs of the Watson Tribe had already gotten up early. The Hunting Team went out to hunt under Lei Er’s lead, and Chief Ge Xing was outside the tent with a few other Orcs, drying the Beast Skins that were a bit damp after a night’s sleep.

Seeing the old Shaman swaying over from the distance, he greeted, "So early in the morning, is there any issue?"

The old Shaman looked at Ji Nuan’s tent and whispered, "Has Ji Nuan woken up yet?"

Ge Xing shook his head, "Not yet, she was too tired yesterday. She might wake up around lunchtime. Did anything serious happen to the injured Orc?"

The old Shaman waved his hand and said, "The two with broken bones are fine, but the one with the belly wound hasn’t woken up yet, so I thought I’d come over and check. If Ji Nuan is awake, I can ask her about it."

Ge Xing laughed, "Don’t worry about it, he will be fine. Although Ji Nuan used less herbal powder yesterday, it will be enough to make him sleep till dinner time."