Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

"This..." Meng Zhuo was stunned, "Can the injury caused by a Stinger Bug be cured?"

Ji Nuan found his stunned expression somewhat amusing, "The Stinger Bug is also a creature of the forest. It has things it’s afraid of, so how could there be nothing to neutralize its poison?"

Meng Zhuo stood up and deeply bowed to Ji Nuan, "Thank you, Shaman Ji Nuan. On behalf of the Monte Tribe, I thank you. Now that I think about it, if it wasn’t for you and the Watson Tribe coming to our rescue, I fear the Monte Tribe would have ceased to exist long ago."

Ji Nuan smiled and said, "For kind tribes and clansmen who helped our tribe when we were weak, I will always help you. But for those who have hurt our tribe, we will eradicate them thoroughly, like burning those Stinger Bugs."

As Ji Nuan spoke, he looked at the forest not far off. Meng Zhuo nodded and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, "Of course, those who have harmed our tribe certainly cannot be let off."

"Now that your tribe’s issue has been resolved, we will be leaving tomorrow. There are many things to deal with back at the tribe. The cold season is approaching," Ji Nuan said as he stood up.

Meng Zhuo pursed his lips, then finally looked up at Ji Nuan, "Shaman Ji Nuan, actually, there is something else I would like to ask of you."

Ji Nuan raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Please speak."

"Our clan does not fall short in numbers compared to the Nacha Tribe. Even if they attack us, I am not afraid. But now..."

He paused before continuing, "That old fellow Nakula somehow managed to consume the Beast God Fruit exchanged at this trade meeting. Now, the evolution level of our tribe’s orcs is much lower than theirs. So, I was thinking... could you possibly trade us a Beast God Fruit?"

Meng Zhuo’s request left the orcs in the cave stunned. A Beast God Fruit, such a precious item, how could it be casually traded?

Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan exchanged a crafty look, then Ji Nuan looked at Chief Meng Zhuo with a somewhat serious expression, "Maybe Chief Meng Zhuo is unaware, trading you a Beast God Fruit is not a problem, but what will you offer in exchange? Although the relationship between our two tribes is good, a precious item like the Beast God Fruit cannot be casually traded."

Meng Zhuo looked at Ji Nuan, "I can swear to the Lord Beast God that we will repay the Watson Tribe with the Beast God Fruit that we get from the trade meeting next year. Furthermore, we won’t dispute over the Stone Field between our two mountain ranges in Lamu Forest. Additionally, this time next year, we will gift the Watson Tribe with 100 live game."

Ji Nuan was satisfied with these three conditions and nodded, "Agreed, Chief Meng Zhuo is very sincere. I accept."

From a basket behind him, Xiu Yan took out a Beast God Fruit wrapped in snake molt.

Ji Nuan handed it to Meng Zhuo, "This is the Beast God Fruit. But I’ll need to take back the snake molt. It’s a precious molt that I took great pains to acquire."

Meng Zhuo laughed heartily, first swearing the promised content to the Beast God, then directly handing the Beast God Fruit to Meng Tai beside him, "This Beast God Fruit is now yours."

At such a time, becoming a second-level evolved orc meant bearing the responsibility of protecting the tribe.