The old witch doctor glanced at Boson with a complicated expression, and finally a smile appeared on his wrinkled old face: "You can eat it too." ”

While distributing the purple fruit porridge to the orcs, Boson patted his muscular abdomen: "I have already eaten it when I got up, and it hasn't been long now, I am not hungry at all, you can eat." ”

The two orcs, Bowman and Heitu, who had already eaten the food of the Watson tribe, naturally knew how delicious the food was.

As soon as Bosen's words fell, the two beasts took the porcelain bowl with their big faces and drank the sweet and glutinous purple fruit porridge, and even soaked the cakes in their hands very skillfully in the porridge.

Drinking porridge, eating cakes that are particularly delicious because they have been soaked in porridge, and taking a big bite of spicy and salty meat slices.

That taste...

Tsk~ It couldn't be better.

Seeing that the patriarch and the witch doctor had already started, the orcs were no longer polite, showing that they had tentatively taken a sip of porridge.

Immediately, a green light appeared in those eyes, and one by one they held a spoon and a pot of meat slices to complete their mission in a short time.

Disc action, from my sitting.

Looking at the three empty utensils, the orcs scratched their heads a little embarrassedly, eating beasts with short mouths, and everyone also talked to Bosen.

"Oops, my ass is on fire!" Suddenly, an orc sitting against the wall jumped up from the kang and slapped his ass vigorously.

The surrounding orcs looked behind him strangely: "Don't shoot, there's nothing, what's the fire?" ”

The orc touched his still slightly warm Pippi, and then pointed to the place where he had just sit: "My ass is still hot, you touch there, it's hot." ”

Seeing that his expression was not like a joke, the orcs cautiously reached out to the place where the orcs had just sat with solemn faces.

But he didn't want to, but a big hand was placed there before them, and then Bossen's voice sounded there: "It seems to be hot." ”

Turning to look at the orc who was still a little scared on his face, his eyes were full of smiles: "Don't be afraid, this is the way our tribe warms up in the cold season, this kang can become hot by burning the fire, it is hot all the time in the cold season, we can all sit on the kang and not feel cold." ”

When the old witch doctor heard this, he stretched out his hand like dry bark and put it on the kang under him.

Sure enough, a faint temperature reached his hand.

Very warm and cozy.

He could even imagine that in the cold season when the wind was biting cold and the snow was falling, the people of the Watson tribe were sitting on such a warm kang and eating the hot food just now.

Such a cold season is simply something they dare not think of.

He withdrew his dry bark-like hand, and his eyes were full of emotion.

He had always considered his Gru tribe to be the most powerful tribe in the Beast World Continent, even if they had to migrate to this strange mountain forest for some reason.

There was still a sense of superiority in his heart.

But today, from the moment he saw the walls of the Watson tribe, he knew that the powerful Gru tribe he thought was really no match for the Watson tribe.

The old witch doctor's eyes completely dissipated the insistence, and he looked at Bosson sincerely: "You are a blessed cub who has become a member of such a powerful tribe and lived the life that all orcs expect. ”