Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Seeing Harry frown, Ji Nuan seemed to guess his thoughts, and agreed before he spoke: "Sure, go get ready. We’ll eat together at dinner."

The middle-aged orc excitedly went off to prepare.

After he had gone far away, Ji Nuan turned and looked at Harry with a somewhat pale face: "What is Shaman Harry thinking about?"

Harry frowned and looked at Ji Nuan: "Shaman Ji Nuan, they already don’t have much food. If we join them, I’m afraid there won’t be much left of those Firebirds. Those may be all the food they have left until their next hunt."

Ji Nuan knew this was what he was thinking, and shrugged with a speechless expression: "Do you think I don’t know that?"

"Then why?"

"We two shamans are living in this small tribe, yet we don’t eat the food they offer us. Do you think that’s appropriate?"

Harry was taken aback, he really hadn’t thought of that. Had his status been so low all the way here that he’d forgotten his distinguished identity as a shaman?

"Take out some Wolf Beast jerky we hunted a few days ago. It makes a delicious soup," Xiu Yan said, looking down at the little she-orc beside him.

Ji Nuan looked up at him and flashed a radiant smile: "Brother Xiu Yan really understands me. Let’s do that."

Harry watched the tall and short figures in the front and inexplicably felt a bit of heartache.

Shouldn’t caring for single orcs be everyone’s responsibility?

He decided to keep some distance from this couple.

But ideals are plump, while reality is skeletal.

The moment he stepped forward, Ji Nuan suddenly turned around: "Shaman Harry, Brother Xiu Yan needs to set up the tent first. Take the two packs off Ermao’s back and give the jerky to the Clan Leader."

Ji Nuan’s face was friendly, but Harry somehow felt this she-orc was very cunning.

But as an orc, of course, he couldn’t refuse something like moving jerky.

He nodded immediately: "Alright."

Watching the two orcs turn away without any intention of helping, Harry turned his head to Norz, who was standing aside enjoying the spectacle: "What are you waiting for? Go move the jerky."

Although he didn’t call Casa, the orc still very consciously followed suit.

Harry glanced at Tuya, who was sitting there drinking water, and walked towards the camel he rode.

He moved the tent-building materials down and skillfully arranged their upcoming dwelling.

Meanwhile, many orcs, she-orcs, and cubs still surrounded them, uttering exclamations of astonishment at the tent set up by Xiu Yan and Harry.

Their eyes sparkled as they looked at the tent.

Harry touched the tent fabric under his hand; to be honest, he was also very shocked when he first received this tent from Shaman Ji Nuan.

Sometimes when orcs go hunting or attend trade fairs, they just bring a Beast Skin mat, and that’s their resting place.

But the easy-to-set-up tents of the Watson Tribe truly refreshed his understanding.

With just a few simple steps, a sturdy large tent was erected, and many items from the Watson Tribe were ones he had never seen before. Perhaps observing these novel items and traversing lands he had never set foot on was the purpose of his travels.

"Shaman, need any help?" Tuya’s voice rang out beside him.

Shaman Harry had been holding the Beast Skin curtains and standing here for a long time; is he feeling unwell?