Chapter 676 - 675, Danger_1
Bowman and the Orcs from the Gru Tribe nervously watched the Shaman with wooden boards tied to his feet, their eyes as wide as bronze bells, fixated on his footwear.
They watched as he slowly shuffled to the edge of the mud river, gradually extended a foot and stepped down, then slowly lifted the other foot, at which point all the Orcs held their breath in unison.
The foot that stepped onto the mud river slowly sunk a little, but before Bowman and the other Orcs were about to yell to stop the Shaman from moving, it surprisingly stayed firmly in place.
Hei Tu noticed the situation under his feet, a glimmer sparkled in his eyes, and he set his other foot down, then slowly advanced forward.
One step... and then another...
Even though it was cumbersome moving with wooden boards tied to his feet, just like Shaman Ji Nuan had said, he wasn’t sinking and was able to walk on the beast-eating mud river.
He slowly turned his head and addressed his behind tribe members: "It’s alright, we won’t sink. Everyone can tie wooden boards to their feet and come forward."
"Don’t stop, keep moving." Ji Nuan’s voice resounded from above causing Hei Tu to look down at his feet, noticing the boards had sunk a bit deeper than before.
"Shaman Ji Nuan, we’re still sinking," Hei Tu pointed out.
Ji Nuan rolled his eyes: "You just stood there without moving, the mud river isn’t foolish, it consumes any beast that dares to stand still."
Seeing him still stand there, Ji Nuan roared: "Get moving! Don’t stop, and you won’t sink."
Hei Tu, hearing this, awkwardly lifted his board-tied foot and continued the challenging journey towards the other side of the mud river.
Behind him, Bowman and other Orcs from the Gru Tribe also started to tie up boards under their feet, mimicking Hei Tu, and started walking in the mud river.
"Haha, we can actually walk on the mud river! Haha, we can go back to the tribe now!"
"Speaking of which, Shaman Ji Nuan is really amazing. No wonder Chief Bertel lost to him."
"Shutup, don’t end up angering the chief."
Ji Nuan involuntarily twitched his mouth, these Orcs were so gossipy, even in critical moments they were still chit chatting.
"Let me tell you guys, there are strange fish in this mud river too. If you keep dilly-dallying, when those strange fish appear, we’ll just abandon you and go."
Upon hearing this, the Orcs grimaced, each one of them walking while fearfully looking at Ji Nuan as they asked: "Shaman Ji Nuan, you’re not serious are you? There are beast-eating strange fish in this pitch-black mud river?"
Actually, Ji Nuan wasn’t lying to them. He remembered once watching a video where a death-defying adventurer discovered crocodiles in a swamp.
So Ji Nuan had a serious expression on his face: "I’m telling the truth, I’m not deceiving you. Although I have not discovered any strange fish here yet, who knows they might be swimming over here right now."
Orcs: "..."
Please, can you close your mouth? We really don’t want to hear that.
At this moment, Hei Tu, who was the first one to set off, successfully reached the other side. He sat down on his butt and started to pant heavily.
He untied the wooden boards from his feet and tossed them aside. Although these things prevented them from sinking into the mud river, walking with them was no easy feat. It felt as though all the Gagabeasts he just ate had been fully digested.
Seeing the white fear-stricken faces of his tribesmen, who were trying hard to quicken their pace after being frightened by Shaman Ji Nuan, Hei Tu relaxed and started surveying his surroundings.
"Huh, there are many tree trunks in this mud river."