Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Beast God, leading his tribespeople, left, but as they turned away, their faces held a fierce expression that scared even the beasts.

The camp was only meant to be a temporary settlement, so they hadn’t brought many belongings, and within a short time, the orcs of the Nacha Tribe had already departed from the former territory of the Gru Tribe.

Among the herd, the old Shaman was teary-eyed.

Even many of the former orcs of the Gru Tribe had tears in their eyes.

They had never imagined that they would be able to return to their ancestral lands where generations had lived. Now, to come back here without fear of attack from the Nacha Tribe was something they previously couldn’t have believed.

Ji Nuan glanced at them, sighed softly to herself, and then instructed the orcs behind her, "All the tribespeople are to be settled by squad."

Then she turned to Fu Yi, not far away, "The division of tribe matters will be up to you—building homes, city walls, arranging for hunting, patrols; these tasks are for you to organize.

We have grown from a small Watson Tribe to the large tribe we are now; I believe you know what to do."

Fu Yi nodded, his eyes filled with confident light, "Rest assured, it’s all in my hands."

This was the first time Fu Yi had received such a task, one as significant as establishing a tribe. Although he felt some trepidation, more than anything, he felt excitement and exhilaration.

And thinking of his current strength, a thrill flashed in Fu Yi’s eyes.

While waiting for the tribespeople to pack up their belongings, Ji Nuan had given him, Bosson, and some orcs from the Guard Team the Beast God Fruit.

In their team now, she was a third-level evolved orc, Bosson was second-level, and those from the Guard Team had already become first-level evolved orcs.

Ji Nuan nodded. Fu Yi had been with them since the original settlement in the upper Eneru Forest.

He had done a lot for the tribe, so Ji Nuan truly believed he would do well.

With that said, Ji Nuan called over the old Shaman to impart some instructions.

Only then did she set out with Bosson and the selected orcs who would boil salt, heading towards the beach.

A group of orcs in their beast forms quickly moved through the forest, startling countless birds and wild beasts.

By lunchtime, they had arrived at the territory allotted to the Watson Tribe by the Tortoise Tribe.

Standing on the hill overlooking the beach below,

Even Ji Nuan couldn’t help but widen her eyes in surprise.

On the beach near the base of the mountain now stood a row of beautiful wooden houses—there were more than twenty of them.

And at that moment on the beach, the orcs were pairing up to boil salt.

Seeing Ji Nuan and the others on the hill, the orcs became excited.

It had been a long time since they had left the tribe, and seeing their familiar tribespeople again, they were overjoyed.

Ji Nuan didn’t dawdle and led the orcs sprinting down to the beach.

Ya Li also came running over with his orcs, leaving only a few orcs behind, looking eagerly at the joyful reunion.

Wanting to join, yet afraid of neglecting the important task of salt boiling.

Seeing this, Ji Nuan chuckled and walked over, "How’s it going, how much salt have you boiled?"

Seeing her coming, the orcs’ eyes shone brightly, "Shaman!"

A particularly muscular orc stepped forward, "We’ve boiled five basketfuls of salt."

As soon as he said this, the orcs’ faces carried a hint of shame.

But Ji Nuan knew that, considering they were boiling salt from seawater, this pace was already quite fast.