Chapter 1018 - 1017: Handle as Soon as Possible
The Orcs around who had wanted to say something could only close their mouths when they heard this.
Of course, they could not use Fire Seed; it was only reasonable that the temporary arrangements made for them would take a bit longer.
Ji Nuan looked toward the Whale Priest: "I hope you can deal with the poisoned sea water as quickly as possible, since after all, our Tribe cannot provide food for you indefinitely. We also need to prepare for the food supply of the cold season."
The Whale Priest and the Python Priest nodded solemnly: "Rest assured, our visit this time is precisely to ask you to lead some of the Aquatic Tribe’s Orcs with you, relocating them in parts.
The Sea Serpent Clan’s Land Orc Tribe is in the forest; we’re completely helpless against them on Swordfish Island. Only by going there do we stand a chance to eliminate them."
Seeing that they were finally taking the matter seriously, Ji Nuan cheerfully agreed to help them this once, nodding eagerly: "Of course, I can first take you to the Tortoise Tribe. Their place is very close to the beach. Then we can make some rafts, so you can head straight into the forest."
Gui Zhuangzhuang and the Tortoise Priest’s eyes lit up—it was a perfect excuse to head home.
The Tortoise Priest immediately stepped forward: "Our Tortoise Tribe will have no problem, with food and accommodations..."
Before he could finish, the Whale Priest interrupted him: "Food will still be shared from our exchanges; as for the caves, they can squeeze in a little.
Once Jingluo and Mang Gu have recovered from their injuries, we’ll send them over too, to take down those pests sooner and get back to normal life as quickly as possible."
Hearing him say this, the Tortoise Priest nodded in agreement. Not consuming their Tribe’s food was naturally something he desperately wanted.
The Whale Priest and the Python Priest immediately picked some Orcs, then had them transform into their beast forms and loaded them into the carrying baskets of the Watson Tribe’s Orcs.
Watching the various sea products in the baskets carried by her tribespeople, Ji Nuan suddenly felt a rush of satisfaction, like a captain enjoying a bumper harvest.
The Watson Tribe’s Orcs flew off into the distance under the watchful eyes of all the Orcs on Swordfish Island, yet their hearts were filled with hope.
Next time, these Orcs will bring food and the hope of life.
Meanwhile, the situation in Ya Li was not so wonderful, since that wily snake had previously offended the petty Silver Wolf and was resolutely abandoned.
Now, it could only pitifully hang on the Silver Wolf’s Beast Skin shoes like a Beast Skin belt, crying in the wind.
That damn Silver Wolf even threatened other Flying Orcs not to carry it.
It had only tried to sneak attack him, without even succeeding.
Was this really an appropriate way to seek revenge?
Of course, the little black snake crying in the wind now knew the answer, gazing at its limp body swaying in the breeze, it didn’t even have the desire to hiss in resistance.
Ji Nuan was snugly wrapped in thick Beast Skin by the Orcs and held in their arms, feeling the warmth from the Orc’s chest, and then thinking of the little black snake hanging on the boots.
Her eyes brimmed with amusement: "Do you really plan to fly back with Ya Li hanging there? After all, he’s still a captain, and he needs to save face."
Hearing this, the dispirited Ya Li below instantly perked up, thumping Xiu Yan’s boot with its tail—which was no thicker than an Orc’s thumb—in agreement.