Chapter 1073 - 1072: Moved to Tears
The first thing the Tortoise Priest did upon returning to the tribe was to send Zhuangzhuang to the Swordfish Tribe, to convey Shaman Ji Nuan’s message to the Whale Priest.
The Whale Priest was overjoyed and immediately brought Jingluo and several other orcs from the Whale Tribe, following Zhuangzhuang to Tortoise Island.
They planned to rest on Tortoise Island, and head to the Watson Tribe’s camp the next day.
Meanwhile, in the Watson Tribe, the tribe members had already started preparing a large amount of easily preserved food.
"Fu Yi! Fu Yi!" Bowman’s voice rose outside the meeting room.
Drowsing, Fu Yi’s head, propped up by his arms, slipped...
"Clang!"
Bowman, sweating profusely, stepped in and met Fu Yi’s teary eyes, shocking him.
"What’s wrong with you, Fu Yi? I just called you twice, no need to be moved to tears."
Fu Yi rubbed his throbbing forehead, looking at Bowman with an eye roll: "Did your brain short-circuit or what?"
Although no one in the tribe knew what "short-circuit" meant, that didn’t stop them from mimicking the phrase.
Bowman, speechless, gave Fu Yi a glare: "I’ve got something important to tell you. Yesterday, our tribe members found a very, very large Purple Fruit Forest near the river territory. Those purple fruits should be enough to last us a very, very long time. What do you think about dealing with the purple fruits stored in the warehouse right now, so we can trade them later?"
A vast Purple Fruit Forest?
Enough to last a very, very long time?
"Take me to see it first."
Fu Yi, no longer caring about the bump on his head, stood up and walked outside.
Bowman hurriedly followed him.
In the Purple Fruit Forest, orcs were already harvesting, and as basket after basket of fresh purple fruits were collected and transported back to the tribe, the orcs’ smiles never faded.
Bowman walked Fu Yi around the Purple Fruit Forest, and indeed, it was vast, almost as big as the one planted in the old tribal territory.
With such a large Purple Fruit Forest, they would be able to enjoy fresh purple fruits every year.
As for the previous stockpile~
Fu Yi and Bowman exchanged glances and smirked in unison; of course, they were going to make food to trade with the Aquatic Tribe’s orcs.
The two beasts returned to the tribe and headed for the food storage warehouse, finding that there was still an entire warehouse full of purple fruits brought from the old tribe.
In the tribe, the main ways to eat purple fruits were either porridge or steamed purple fruit rice, but both of these couldn’t be preserved for a very long time.
This posed a challenge for the two beasts.
"When facing trouble, of course, we have to seek out Shaman Ji Nuan."
"Let’s ask Shaman Ji Nuan."
The two beasts exchanged a glance, chuckling.
"Bowman, you stay in the tribe. I can move quickly, I’ll go tell Shaman Ji Nuan about this, and ask for the shaman’s opinion."
Bowman nodded: "Understood, go fast and don’t disrupt the shaman’s important affairs."
Fu Yi was annoyed, for such a minor matter, what important affairs could be disrupted, you dramatizing beast.
With a snort, Fu Yi, the proud little furball, transformed into his beast form and disappeared in a flash of white light.
"Who would’ve thought Fu Yi isn’t a cute creature when not transformed," Bowman muttered to himself as he stroked his beard.
Suddenly, a chilling voice sounded behind him: "Instead of wasting your time with such thoughts, you might as well go make some steamed buns."
Bowman shivered and stiffly turned around: "Sh-Shaman~"