Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

The females and the cubs were curious about this new thing, standing on the other side of the bridge, touching it from time to time.

Lei Er laughed and led the Orcs of the Watson Tribe onto the bridge. One by one, the Orcs crowded onto the entire wooden bridge, but the bridge didn’t make even a slight groan, proving its sturdy construction.

The females and the cubs were stunned.

Beast God, this thing can be walked on? If so, then they wouldn’t have to be carried by the Orcs to the stationed area in the future.

As Lei Er and the Orcs descended from the bridge, a fluffy little Orc ran to his feet. The cub raised its front paws onto Lei Er’s leg, wagging its little tail rapidly, with excitement gleaming in its small eyes: "Woo woo~ woo woo~"

Brother, can I walk up there? Just like you did just now.

Lei Er raised his eyebrows, bent down to pick up the cub, and looked towards the female: "Who is the cub’s mom?"

A young female stepped forward: "It’s me, I’m the cub’s mom," she said, extending her hand to take the cub back.

But Lei Er didn’t immediately hand the cub into the female’s hands. Instead, he smiled and said: "The little guy wants to walk on the newly built bridge, can I take him?"

The blond Orc was tall, handsome, and adored by many females, including this cub’s mother. After all, it was acceptable for females to be fond of multiple males in the Beast World.

The female withdrew her hand and nodded: "Yes, we also wish to walk on it."

Lei Er directly ignored the latter part of that sentence, carrying the cub onto the wooden bridge under the female’s resentful gaze. Standing on the bridge with the river flowing beneath was a novel sensation.

He placed the cub down. The cub wasn’t afraid at all and was extremely intrigued. Occasionally, it would stretch out its little paw to scratch the wooden bridge, or stick out its tiny butt, peering down at the water beneath the bridge from the side with its tail wagging in excitement.

Lei Er stood behind the cub, watching its happy little antics, and laughed, "Brave Orcs shouldn’t be afraid of such a small river. When you grow up, you will have to cross the river directly."

The little Orc turned his small body around and held his head high: "Of course, I will become a very, very powerful Orc in the future."

Lei Er slowly walked down the wooden bridge and looked at the cub on the bridge, "Come on, brave Orc, come down by yourself."

The cub didn’t feel it when Lei Er was around, but now it coiled up its tail timidly: "I am still small. Can I wait until I grow up a bit more to be a brave Orc?"

Lei Er shook his head: "Brave Orcs are brave from the moment they’re cubs. Come on, come down by yourself."

The cub looked at its paws. Through the gaps in the wooden bridge, it could see the flowing water. The cub pulled its head in slightly nervously. Seeing Lei Er and the Orcs of the Watson Tribe at the other end of the bridge, as well as the little Orcs and females it often played with, the cub steeled its small heart.

Trembling, the cub took one step after another towards the edge of the bridge. The short bridge felt longer than any path it had ever walked.

The moment the cub’s four little paws hit the ground, Lei Er led the Orcs in applause, admiration filling his eyes: "What a brave little Orc."