Chapter 1379 - 1377: The Beautiful and Fertile Ancient Wood Mountain
The Ancient Wood Mountain Forest and the Red Mountain Forest are completely different landscapes; the red soil and low jungles of the Red Mountain Forest have their own unique charm.
On the other hand, the Ancient Wood Mountain Forest is full of towering trees, and when the gentle breeze passes, it carries the enticing aroma of fruit that attracts beasts, truly an enjoyable experience.
"It seems that the Ancient Wood Mountain Forest is indeed as beautiful and prosperous as Harry described."
Ji Nuan couldn’t help but sigh.
Xiu Yan looked around but didn’t see any prey, he frowned in confusion, "Besides the sound of the wind rustling the leaves, there are no sounds of birds or beasts, nor sight of small animals."
Ji Nuan snapped out of the beautiful scenery and finally noticed the odd surroundings.
"Could it be that a disaster has already struck?"
It shouldn’t be; there has been no change in the surrounding trees, nor have the mountains collapsed.
Mountains! Yes...
"Brother Xiu Yan, it must be because we are close to the mountains, which is why there’s no prey around. Wild animals are naturally inclined to seek safety and have already fled to safer places."
Ji Nuan pointed to the mountains on one side.
Xiu Yan nodded, "Then let’s head deeper into the forest and look for signs of Orc life. Following those signs should lead us to the Orc Tribe."
Ji Nuan nodded, "Harry said there are many small tribes living in the Ancient Wood Forest. If we encounter one, we can inquire about the Mu Tribe’s location."
Xiu Yan held Ji Nuan close, with a chubby little furball clinging to his shoulder, and charged into the forest in a chosen direction.
Currently in the Mu Tribe, there were no Orcs living in the caves anymore. Under the Clan Leader’s arrangement, the clansmen had erected tents, and simple tents sprouted on the once-empty tribe grounds.
The old Shaman, Harry, and the Clan Leader sat inside the tent, looking at this fragile little tent built with only a few wooden poles, speechless.
"Harry, such tents would be gone with just a slightly strong wind."
The Clan Leader was somewhat skeptical about Harry’s earlier suggestion not to live in caves because, for generations, Orcs have lived in caves, which they deemed the safest place.
Harry sighed, "In the past few days we’ve been busy setting up tents, but I haven’t explained why we shouldn’t live in caves."
He looked at the Clan Leader and Shaman, "Do you remember the Shaman Ji Nuan I mentioned?"
The two beasts nodded, "Of course, we remember. She should be in the Eastern Beast World Continent now."
Harry nodded, "Yes, and the events happening on our continent have already occurred on the continent where Shaman Ji Nuan resides."
The old Shaman and Clan Leader were shocked, "Are you saying that Shaman Ji Nuan’s continent also experienced a great disaster?"
Harry nodded, "Both their continent and ours are separated by several tall mountains. The result of the land movement is that all those mountains collapsed, turning into Stone Field.
And living in tents rather than caves was also a method Shaman Ji Nuan told me to ensure the tribe’s survival.
Previously, during the disaster, tribesmen hid in caves, but when the mountains collapsed, the caves collapsed too, and all the Orcs were crushed to death."
Upon hearing this, the old Shaman and Clan Leader understood the reason for not living in caves and inhaled sharply.
"If you hadn’t encountered Shaman Ji Nuan, our tribe would truly face a great catastrophe."