Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

"Have you heard? Bertel, the Gru Tribal Chief from the big tribe in Nia Forest, took his tribe’s orcs to stir trouble with a small tribe in Eneru Forest, and now they haven’t returned. No idea if they’ve been killed off or something,"

"Who knows, with one less large tribe participating in the trade meeting, doesn’t it give us a better chance to exchange for the Beast God Fruit and more Divine Wood Tree Branches and Leaves?"

"True, haha~"

"How many tribes have arrived?" a female voice lazily asked, sounding slightly husky.

"For the major tribes, so far it’s only us from the Nacha Tribe," came the response from an orc.

Namila sat up, looking at the beautiful sky outside the tent, "I heard that Bertel was killed by a few tribes from Eneru Forest?"

A tone of schadenfreude infiltrated her voice.

The orc chuckled, "Are you still dwelling on the fact that Bertel rejected you?"

Namila gave him a glance, smirking, "Isn’t being rejected by Bertel a good thing? It proves that I’m not one of those thoughtless females he likes."

The orc nodded, "You are indeed the Shaman’s Disciple, the future Shaman of the Nacha Tribe."

The female lifted her chin in pride, "Where is Kun?"

A hint of displeasure briefly flashed across the orc’s eyes, but his face remained warm and smiling, "He seems to have gone out hunting. Not many people from our tribe have arrived, we need to take turns hunting."

Namila stood up, glancing at the lively scene outside her tent with a coy smile, "Let’s go out for a walk, I’m suffocating staying in this tent all the time."

While they were enjoying their leisure time, several other tribes were still hustling through the forest.

The air in the forest was humid and hot, even Ji Nuan, who didn’t have to run, felt as if she was a fish out of water. Not to mention the orcs, who were galloping ahead.

"It’s too hot," Ji Nuan wiped the sweat off her face, turning to the casually traveling tree people, Mu Qing, and Mu Chun, "How long till we reach there?"

After scratching his chin and thinking for a moment, Mu Qing replied, "If all goes well, we should reach the Stone Field of Kunteng Mountain range by tomorrow morning. After that, we’ll be there."

Stone Field!!!

Ji Nuan’s hand, which was wiping her sweat, froze, her face immediately morphed into a bitter gourd. She had completely forgotten that the Kunteng Mountain had also collapsed.

Thinking of the scorching heat in the Stone Field with no shade whatsoever, Ji Nuan instantly felt blessed to be in the forest.

"Chief Meng Zhuo, are there any water vine forests around?" Last time when they travelled between Eneru Mountain and Lamu Forest across the stone field, their water supplies had been insufficient. So, she planned to prepare more this time.

Chief Meng Zhuo scratched his head, wondering if his tribe came across any water vine forests, he turned to his son, "Meng Tai, have you guys seen any water vine forests when you were hunting around here?"

Meng Tai rolled his eyes, "Father, this isn’t our territory. How could we possibly hunt here?"

Meng Zhuo laughed awkwardly, then looked back at Mo Zha, "Mo Zha, have you guys been here before?"

Mo Zha waved his hand, "We’ve also never hunted here."

Meng Zhuo paused for a moment, murmuring, "You guys used to brag about taking food from every tribe’s territory, have you really never been here?"