Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

This could truly be described as a surprise. What was initially thought to be the most difficult matter had now become the simplest. The hunched body of the elderly shaman straightened a bit, and he rose to his feet with bright eyes. "What are we waiting for? Let the tribespeople pack up their things. We should head to our territory sooner rather than later."

Bowman and Hei Tu exchanged glances, amused by Grandpa Shaman’s impatience: "Grandpa Shaman, the hunting team from the Watson Tribe that came with us hasn’t properly rested in two days. We should recuperate today and set off early tomorrow. According to Lei Er, our new territory is only half a day’s journey from here."

Grandpa Shaman turned to the two Orcs, "Have either of you been to this territory before?"

Both shook their heads. "No, Shaman Ji Nuan drew it out for us on a beast skin. There are many lines on the skin, but we can’t make head or tail of it. Our territory is about the size of a palm on that map."

Grandpa Shaman’s face darkened, and he slapped them. "Are you two Humming Beasts? A territory the size of a palm? Will we be eating Ant Beasts from now on?"

Bowman rubbed his head, almost doubting his own existence after the shaman’s slap.

Grandpa, you’re not young anymore. Normally, you walk with a tremble. How come you have so much strength when hitting someone? It hurts like hell.

Hei Tu on the side was also in pain and showed it plainly. Seeing the Grandpa Shaman raise his hand again, he hurriedly said: "Shaman Ji Nuan said that the drawing actually represents a scaled-down version of Eneru Forest. The palm-sized territory on the map is actually very, very large."

Grandpa Shaman pondered for a moment, finally lowering his arm. "Alright, we’ll wait and see tomorrow. If it turns out to be too small, I fear we will have to travel again."

On this end, Lei Er and his group had returned from the hunt, setting up a fire and roasting a fragrant piece of game. Bowman and Hei Tu came over with a large leaf. "This was picked by the Orcs while they were out hunting. We’re giving you some."

Lei Er took it graciously, taking a bite of the crispy tender roasted meat, followed by a sweet fruit. He couldn’t be more satisfied.

He turned to Bowman and Hei Tu beside him, "You guys should also get some rest. We’re setting off early tomorrow. Tell your tribe to prepare themselves. By the time lunch comes around, they should be eating it in our new territory."

Nothing could have excited the two Orcs more. After bidding farewell to Lei Er, they ran towards their tent.

"Lei Er, why is the shaman treating the Gru Tribe so well?" An Orc from the Watson Tribe was somewhat puzzled. After all, the former clan leader of the Gru Tribe had led the orcs in attack against the Eneru Forest Tribe.

Lei Er glanced at him. "Why are you so nosy? Finish your roasted meat and go to sleep."

The orc, having been scolded, looked somewhat disheartened. He shoved the last bits of roasted meat into his mouth and walked back to his tent with his roommate "arm in arm".

A gleam flashed through Lei Er’s eyes. Shaman Ji Nuan wanted to take control of the Gru Tribe, but he sure wasn’t going to tell them that.

The morning sun of the second day was brilliant, with not a trace of darkness in sight. The air was fresh, filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants.

"Is everyone packed?"