Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Ji Nuan raised an eyebrow, looking at Nakula who was pinned down by Ya Li. He smirked, "Not running anymore? What a shame..."

"I don’t believe it!"

Having said that, he directed his attention to Ya Li, "Pour it down."

Ya Li was looking at Nakula, who was struggling in vain under his foot. A malicious grin crossed his face as he uncorked a small porcelain bottle in his hand, shaking a bit of powder into a stone bowl held by the Orc next to him. The water in the bowl instantly turned a light green and emitted a fragrant scent.

Without giving Nakula a chance to refuse, Ya Li gripped his chin and forcefully poured in the potion.

However, the sneaky Nakula immediately spat it out the next moment.

Seeing this, Ji Nuan turned to Ya Li, "After feeding him, lift his chin."

Then he said to the Orc who came over with water, "You, pinch his nose."

A gleam of delight flashed in the Orc’s eyes, disregarding Nakula’s fierce gaze, he reached out and pinched his nose.

"Gulp~" Ya Li fed him a mouthful of water, and with difficulty breathing, Nakula unconsciously swallowed the potion.

In no time at all, he panicly realized he was gradually losing control of his body. Apart from his head which could still think, he couldn’t move any other part of his body at will.

"Grrr~" Nakula tilted his head back, with red eyes, he looked at Ji Nuan, who was sitting at the top, making incomprehensible noises.

"Don’t worry, this is only temporary. The Orcs of the Monte Tribe can’t control a second-level evolved Orc like yourself. This powder will make your body lose sensation, but I will give you the antidote tomorrow." Ji Nuan casually explained.

Seeing their clan leader being force-fed like this, the other Orcs, when it came to their turn, consciously ingested the potion.

After the Orcs were taken down, Ji Nuan turned to Meng Zhuo and Meng Luo, "Are you really planning on killing them all?"

Meng Zhuo gritted his teeth and nodded, "Nakula has caused us, the Monte Tribe, severe damages, killing him is the only way to appease the people."

Meng Luo looked at Ji Nuan, "Does Shaman Ji Nuan have a better idea?"

Instead of directly answering Meng Luo’s question, Ji Nuan counter-questioned them, "How’s the Monte Tribe’s preparation of food coming along?"

Meng Zhuo sighed, "The Stinger Bug incident has not only delayed many days of hunting, but we also ate our stored food while hiding in the cave, so..."

He said with a bitter smile, "To properly survive the winter, we still need a lot of food."

Meng Luo nodded, "We indeed need more, after settling the Nacha Tribe issue, we need to hurry and collect enough food."

However, Ji Nuan was smiling at the two Clan Leaders, "Why are you worrying about food? Don’t you have a tribe about to deliver food to you right now?"

This is a good thing?

Both Meng Zhuo and Meng Luo immediately sat up straight, their eyes shining brightly as they looked at Ji Nuan, "Which tribe?"

Ji Nuan looked at them slyly, "It’s right in front of you!"

The two Orcs were shocked, "You want to give us food? That won’t do, the Watson Tribe has already helped us a lot, we absolutely can’t take your food."

Ji Nuan rolled his eyes, "I’m not giving you food, we’re short on food ourselves."

"Huh?" The two Orcs scratched their heads in embarrassment, "Then Shaman Ji Nuan, which tribe are you talking about? We haven’t been in contact with any tribes lately."