When Sang Rou helped Sang Li to arrive, she saw the orcs gobbling up one by one, eating food with things they had never seen before.

Seeing Sang Li go to eat, the orc who was in charge of distributing the meal did not embarrass her. Di Mu explained that not letting her eat was afraid of causing dissatisfaction among other orcs, after all, eating was a top priority for primitive orcs.

After getting the meal, Sang Li didn't care about the hot mouth, and just took the potatoes and gnawed them, but the tears that were scalded flowed out and she didn't want to spit them out. When she rolled her dead fish eyes and finally swallowed it, she felt the burning pain in her mouth.

The orcs around her were all awkwardly using their chopsticks, and many of the orc's dishes slipped through the gaps in the chopsticks. Sang Li smiled contemptuously, and directly stretched out her black reflective hand to grab the food. When she reached out, she could still see the black old dirt between her fingernails, and her hands were also stained with a layer of dirt and grass clippings, all of which went into her mouth when she pilafed.

Seeing the strange eyes of the orcs around her, she thought that someone else was going to rob her, and sped up the speed of chopping rice.

"Vomit~Vomit~" Some orcs were so disgusted by this scene that they even vomited out the food they had just eaten, and they now have to wash their hands every day before eating. No matter how beautiful each orc's hand is, at least it is clean. And after they got used to it these days, they couldn't help but dislike it when they saw Sang Li holding the food with the oil in her hand.

Then they began to reflect, would the way they look at Sang Li now would be the way they looked when Di Mu first came? What a shame for the beast!

The orcs of the other four tribes were eating this kind of food for the first time, and many orcs were eating so much for the first time, and their sense of rejection under the fence couldn't help but be reduced a little.

Moreover, the orcs of the Sirius tribe are so enthusiastic, and the orcs who cook are also patient and gentle, and they keep smiling at them.

If the orcs who cook know their thoughts, they will definitely smile proudly, this is what Di Mu told them, what is it called smile service. They don't seem to understand, anyway, smile and it's over.

Even when it was time to receive the meal, there was an orderly queue, and no one was impatient to wait. Unlike their tribe, getting food is like fighting, and the orcs who run behind or are weak are likely not to receive food at all.

The more they thought about it, the more inferior they became, especially after seeing the dislike of Sang Li from the Orcs of the Sky Wolf Tribe, the more obvious this psychology became. Looking down at his hands, his nails are also 'hiding dirt'.

However, after their inferiority, they also sprouted a yearning for the wolf tribe, weak is not terrible, what is terrible is that there is no hope in a person's heart.

By the time Sang Li finally finished her meal with satisfaction, the few blisters in her mouth had turned into a mouth full of blood bubbles.

She didn't care, she lay on the ground as if she didn't feel any pain at all, shoved her black charcoal-like fingers into her mouth and began to shave her teeth. She was reluctant to vomit the shredded flesh she had shaved, so she opened her mouth and swallowed the flesh on her fingernails when she opened her mouth.

"Vomit~" An orc accidentally saw this scene and began to vomit again.

Well, now I vomited out all the overnight meal.

Sang Li didn't care about the reaction of the people around her, but the orcs of the four tribes were so ashamed that they almost buried their faces in the bowl.

"Where did Sang Rou's dead girl go?" Sang Li seemed to remember this forgotten daughter.