Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Then he turned his head to Meng Zhuo: "Clan leader, should we remove the stone blocking the cave entrance?"

Meng Zhuo slapped him on hearing this: "Are you stupid, huh? It will take some time for the smoke to kill off the Stinger Bugs. If you move the stone away now, are you trying to stir up trouble?"

The orc scratched his head: "I just thought that the Stinger Bugs would die once they encounter the smoke..."

"Come on, who do you think let that Nakula in? Don’t you have any idea?" Meng Luo’s voice came from the side, causing Meng Zhuo’s face to drop immediately.

"I say, little brother, after all, I’m your elder brother, right? Is it really okay for you to disrespect me like this?" Meng Zhuo puffed up his cheeks, looking at his little brother.

Meng Luo looked at his elder brother: "I’ve told you many times before that Nakula is unreliable and not to associate with him too much, but you never listened. Now, what’s the outcome? You’ve gotten yourself into such a mess."

Meng Zhuo chuckled a few times: "Next time I see that bastard, I’ll kill him." His expression was vicious.

Meng Luo rolled his eyes: "Firstly, let’s focus on staying alive."

Having said that, he handed him a segmented tree jar: "This is the antidote for the white smoke that the Pangolin Orc from the Watson Tribe brought over; everyone in the tribe has taken it."

Meng Zhuo reached out to take it and gulped it down immediately, finally wiping his mouth: "You, the smoke was almost here and you just gave it to me. I was almost going to drop dead."

The moment he stopped talking, white smoke began seeping in through the crevices of the large rock.

Slowly, it filled the cave. There was no suffocating odor, and it was even accompanied by a very pleasant fragrance.

"The smoke smells really nice, can it really kill the Stinger Bugs?"

"Potions prepared by the Shaman Ji Nuan, what do you think?"

The surrounding orcs took a deep breath in: "Indeed, it does smell nice, hehe."

The range of the white smoke gradually expanded. Watching Namila and few other beasts whose eyes were turning white, Ya Li pulled a face, cringing as he took out a segmented tree jar from his waist and handed it to an orc nearby: "Here, give them a sip. Don’t give them too much. As long as they don’t die, it’s enough."

Seeing their leader being so stingy, an orc rolled his eyes speechlessly, took the segmented tree jar, and went to feed the white-eyed beasts with the antidote.

"You... *cough*... Doing this to us, my father won’t let you off. Just you wait." Although she was extremely weak, Namila was still quite ’resilient’, continuing to utter threats.

Ya Li glanced at her, laughing coldly: "Heh, you scared me."

Having said that, he sped up towards their station.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly there was a rustling sound in the silent woods, causing Meng Tai, who was guarding their station, to instantly heighten his alertness. His hands formed claws and he slightly crouched down, his gaze sharp, facing the direction where the sound was coming from.

"What is it? It sounds like a big beast. I say, Meng Tai, couldn’t you leave us behind? If a big wild beast comes and you can’t beat it and run away, what are we going to do?" The still-alert orc wailed with a depressed look on his face.

"Then you just wait to die. If you have too many questions, do you want to be gagged?" Ya Li’s lazy voice came from the woods, and then he walked out with a group of orcs following him.