Chapter 675 - 674, Method_1
Bowman hadn’t even spoken yet when Hei Tu nodded, "We will wait for you here."
Ji Nuan looked at the rather weak Orc in front of her, finding it hard to believe that the Gru Tribe still had such excellent Orcs, even their cunning could compete with that of Ya Li’s deceptive one.
Watching the two Orcs gradually disappear from sight, Bowman turned to Shaman Hei Tu, "Do you trust them just like that?
Hei Tu shot him a glance, "I trust you. I see that you trust them, too. You’ve already given them the fruits before I finished my sentence."
Bowman scratched his head awkwardly, "I just got carried away."
Hei Tu rolled his eyes and sat down, "Let’s wait. Our Gru Tribe has some friction with the Watson Tribe, but we can trust Shaman Ji Nuan’s skills."
The Orcs, hearing this, each found a spot to sit. They picked up the plump, tender Gagabeast meat beside them and continued feasting.
The two rescued Orcs sat on the side, staring blankly at the inky black mud river nearby, residual feelings of powerlessness and fear still lingering in their hearts.
"Are you feeling better?" Bowman asked. He handed two Gagabeasts to the two Orcs.
Taking the Gagabeast from him with shaky hands and presenting a forced smile towards a worried Bowman, one of them managed, "A lot better, but my legs are still weak."
"It was terrifying, as if there were many beasts underneath the mud river. When they saw us fall in, they tried to drag us down. No matter how much we struggled, the harder we did, the stronger they pulled."
Bowman patted the Orc’s shoulder, "That’s all in the past now. Luckily, you listened to Shaman Ji Nuan and stopped struggling. If not, you might’ve..."
Indeed, the two Orcs shuddered at the thought. If they had continued to struggle, they would have met the same fate as the others. Ji Nuan and the other Orc wouldn’t have been able to save them, they would have sunk.
"We’re back." A familiar female voice rang out. The Orcs looked up to see Ji Nuan and another Orc carrying many wooden planks and vines overhead.
Dropping the wooden planks and vines, Ji Nuan stepped forward, "These are what you’ll need to cross the mud river."
Bowman pointed at the things on the ground in astonishment, "These will get us across the swamp?"
Ji Nuan glowered at him, "Won’t you know if it will work or not if you just try? We are here, so what are you afraid of?"
Bowman turned to look at Kun who was beside Ji Nuan. The Orc who used to belong to the Nacha Tribe had grown wings surprisingly quickly under Shaman Ji Nuan’s guidance.
(Ji Nuan: Oh ~ what a beautiful misunderstanding.)
Approaching, Hei Tu offered, "I’ll try first. With Shaman Ji Nuan, I shouldn’t be scared."
Ji Nuan looked at him approvingly, "You have good eyes."
And she went on, "We’ve pierced holes through these wooden planks. Thread the vines through the holes and firmly tie them to your feet."
Hei Tu obligingly attached the planks and vines and looked at Ji Nuan, "Like this?"
After inspecting Hei Tu’s work, Ji Nuan confirmed, "That will do. Let’s go out and show others."
With that said, she climbed onto Xiu Yan’s back.
Hei Tu exhaled deeply, his gaze steady, and took a step towards the mud river.