Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

Seeing that the three orcs were secured, Harvey and the orcs began to pull them to a safe place with all their might.

"Pull harder!" Harvey felt like he was using every ounce of his strength, but the speed at which the three orcs were emerging from the quicksand was still terrifyingly slow.

"Pfft~~~" In this dangerous and serious atmosphere, a rather melodious and lingering sound suddenly echoed.

Accompanied by this sound, a truly intoxicating aroma spread throughout the air.

Although everyone knew they shouldn’t laugh, they couldn’t help but hold it in, so what could they do?

Bursts of laughter erupted around them.

"Captain, what did you eat this morning?" An orc asked Harvey while trying to stifle his laughter.

Harvey’s face turned bright red, glaring with gritted teeth, "Shut your mouth, I just exerted too much force."

"If the quicksand had such a smell, I bet those three could climb out themselves."

The mischievous orcs nearby seized the opportunity while their captain was busy pulling the rope, starting to joke around.

Before they could boast for long, the three orcs were finally pulled up.

With his hands free, Harvey quickly dealt with the two who had been making trouble.

In the end, two more members of the team ended up lightly injured.

The three orcs who were pulled up sympathetically patted their shoulders, "If you don’t seek death, you won’t die, hehe."

With that, they carried their prey and happily trotted to the front.

"I was just happy to see them being rescued, so I made a few jokes about the captain. But the captain hit too hard."

The orc said, looking at his similarly unfortunate companion, only to see that the other had already covered his face with a beast skin, startling him: "What are you doing?"

"Covering my face. I heard that the Shaman likes to use bitter water for treatment recently, and I don’t want to drink it."

Bitter water!!!

Hearing this, the orc swiftly tore off the beast skin and wrapped it around his face, "You little rascal, you didn’t even tell me."

Perhaps those beasts left by Chief Hasa had an effect, as the red scorpions didn’t catch up, allowing the orcs to collectively breathe a sigh of relief.

Those scorpions were highly venomous and fiercely aggressive, so neither orcs nor beasts would willingly provoke them.

After returning to the tribe, everyone who could put on beast skins came out to help.

Harry and the old shaman then started to busy themselves with treating the injured orcs.

"Brother Xiu Yan, have they returned?" Ji Nuan was reading a herbal book. Hearing the noise outside, she looked up at the orc who was diligently practicing calligraphy.

Upon hearing her, Xiu Yan lifted his head and nodded after a moment, "Yes, they’re back."

Ji Nuan stretched out her foot to nudge the orc’s muscular arm, "I want to go see."

Xiu Yan pinched her tiny foot that wasn’t even as large as his hand, and helped her put on the beast skin shoes from the side.

Ji Nuan jumped off the kang bed, "I should bring some medical supplies over, just in case there’re any injuries."

Then she winked playfully at Xiu Yan, taking this opportunity to build a connection for future convenience.

The orc handed her clothes and a cloak, "Dress properly."

Then, stretching his arms, he put on his clothes and turned to grab the small backpack containing Ji Nuan’s medical tools.

Before heading out, Ji Nuan went to the kitchen. Ada was still sleeping on the straw bed: "When you see Awa later, tell him to come back and keep an eye on Ada."

If something were to happen, Ada would have no ability to resist at the moment.