Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

The orcs were heartily eating the delicious food on the table while also taking the time to express their astonishment to their tribesmen, commenting on how incredibly busy they were.

Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan had taken their seats at the table closest to the altar, where the tribe’s Clan Leader, Shaman, and visiting Clan Leaders and Shamans from other tribes were seated.

Chief Meng Zhuo sighed regretfully as he looked at Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan, who appeared especially charming today, "I had been thinking of having Meng Tai become your second consort after you, Shaman Ji Nuan, and Captain Xiu Yan had taken your vows and had little cubs. I didn’t expect that you would swear before the Lord Beast God to only have one partner. What a pity..."

After finishing, he shook his head sadly, while Meng Tai, sitting beside him, instantly blushed a beastly red and quickly stuffed a Giggle Beast leg into Meng Zhuo’s mouth, "Father, this Giggle Beast leg is so delicious, you must try it."

With a mouth forcibly filled by his own cub, Chief Meng Zhuo glared at him sharply, then actually started to gnaw on the Giggle Beast leg with relish.

Meng Tai looked at Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan with eyes full of blessings, "I wish you happiness, and that you have adorable little cubs soon."

"Thank you," Ji Nuan said with a smile.

Xiu Yan also nodded with significance, expressing his gratitude.

The way Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan celebrated their union was unique and lively.

Afterwards, the celebrations for taking the vows among the tribe’s people were conducted in a similar manner, albeit scaled to suit personal circumstances.

Meanwhile, at another table, it so happened that Bosson, Bowman, and the Gru Tribe’s old Shaman were among the sitting orcs.

Although they had already eaten such delicious food at Bosson’s house that morning, now...

As they looked at the fragrant food on the table, they embarrassingly gulped down their saliva.

It was simply too tempting!

The old Shaman sighed softly, "Eat up before it gets cold."

At his words, the orcs, like beasts let loose from their cages, began to wave their spoons frenziedly.

The old Shaman thought they had never shown such bravery even when facing fierce beasts.

Hei Tu, the current Tribal Shaman, also swallowed hard but managed to maintain the pride of a Shaman. He took a porcelain bowl from in front of the old Shaman and scooped a bit of each dish, placing it before the old Shaman.

"You should try these, too. The food really is delicious." Besides, our people cannot make it, and if we don’t eat now, we won’t get to have it once we return home.

Of course, he didn’t dare say that last part out loud. The old Shaman loved his tribe and would not allow any beasts to disparage it.

The old Shaman nodded in approval, "This is enough for me. You better eat quickly, too. These cubs are eating as if they haven’t had food all summer."

At his words, the vigorously competing orcs paused slightly, but then they shook their ears and pretended they hadn’t heard, resuming their battle for the food.

The old Shaman was so irritated that his whiskers bristled. These cubs were truly a disgrace to their kind.

As the food on the table gradually vanished, Hei Tu could no longer sit still. He threw aside any concern for his Shaman’s pride, flailing his arms to join the fray for food.

In a short while, the table was stripped bare.

The orcs looked at each other, then sneakily glanced at the other tables around them.

Indeed, the food on the other tables was not as bountiful, but they were far from the "emptiness" of their own.