The orcs nodded in unison, and then began to speed up the processing of the prey in their hands, making sure that the orcs of the Watson tribe ate the most tender beast meat.

Ge Xing stuffed the small jar into his arms, followed Shi Jie and Xiong Da to the side of the fire and sat down, accompanied by Montei, Mopeth and Rael.

Montei looked at the stupid appearance of Mupes smiling at a small leaf bag, pursed his lips and muttered to himself: "How did this guy become stupid after he arrived in the Anilu Forest?" ”

The people of the Oshishi and Grizzly tribes finished their night's food with excitement and looked forward to the next day.

In order to carry out the trade smoothly the next day, the orcs of the two tribes also carried a large stone with a flat surface to the tribe, and the orc families were also busy until late to prepare for the exchange of things to be used, precious fruits, seeds, plants and live prey cubs.

There are even orcs who meet together to go out hunting at night in order to be able to exchange for medicinal powder.

In the early hours of the next morning, the orcs were still dreaming, and a terrible howl woke the beasts from their dreams.

"What's going on?"

"The beast tide is back?"

"It sounds like it's my brother's voice, didn't he go out hunting?"

The orcs hurriedly put on their skins and ran out.

When Ge Xing and the other beasts felt the tribal clearing, there were already a lot of orcs, and they squeezed into the front of the beast herd with difficulty, but when they saw the orcs on the big rock, their pupils shrank, and their throats seemed to be choked by something: "What's wrong?" ”

The orc on the stone was covered in blood, and there was a big hole in his stomach, and he could see the wriggling viscera inside.

Xiong Da sighed: "The cubs and females of this orc have insect diseases, in order to get enough powder, I went out hunting at night with my companions, and I met a herd of sharp-toothed beasts, two died, and the rest escaped, but the wound of this cub is too big, and the powder of the Shenmu tree can't stop the bleeding, so it can only be postponed, probably at night..."

As he spoke, his voice was a little choked.

Kneeling beside the big rock sat a petite female and a fluffy orc cub, the little one struggling in her arms and trying to run out to play, unaware that she was about to lose her loving father.

The old witch doctor trembled and sprinkled the last bit of Shenmu tree powder in his hand on the orc's wound, a thin film of blood formed on the wound, looking at the eyes of the clansmen, he shook his head and said, "I can only hold on until the night... Hey..."

The suppressed cry of the female was instantly heard from the edge of the big stone.

Ge Xing's eyes changed for a while, and then he turned to look at Rael: "You take the little cub back to pick up the witch doctor, and tell the witch doctor about the injury of this orc." ”

Shi Jie and Xiong Da glanced at Ge Xing, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Forget it, don't bother the witch doctor, the wound is too big." ”

Ge Xing shook his head insistently: "If it works, you must try it to know, as long as there is a little hope, you have to work hard, this is a beast life." ”

Rael glanced at Ge Xing, instantly understood what he meant, picked up the little lion cub and ran out of the tribe.

Xiong Da looked at Ge Xing: "Let's send a few orcs to protect it." ”

Ge Xing nodded and said, "Don't worry, he will bring the orcs with him." ”