"Can't go back......"

On the third day of coming to this world, Li Jiangwen finally recognized the reality, he crossed over, and became an orc.

Standing by the clear river, looking at the immature face in the water, without fangs and horns, although it is called an orc, it at least looks like a human.

That's contentment!

It's like there's no more panic I felt when I came over the first day.

He didn't want the "bloodline awakening" that the original owner longed for in his memory!

It's okay if the awakening succeeds, but if it fails, it's just like the two buddies next to him, who are clearly human bodies, but they are on top of the animal's head.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the minotaur next to him again.

Even with the memory of the original owner, I still can't get used to it, and I feel awkward.

"Charol, are you alright?"

The minotaur leaned his huge head in front of him, condescending.

"Oh, I'm fine, thanks."

Li Jiangwen smiled bitterly and secretly made up his mind, now he is Charol, Charol is him Li Jiangwen.

He is a post-00 generation, his parents divorced when he was five years old, and they each have a family, and they all dislike him as a burden, so far he is no different from an orphan.

started from being a problem writer in the countryside, all the way to college, and the only thing that has always accompanied me is my hard-working grandmother.

My biggest dream before was to study hard, work hard, make grandma proud of him, be proud of him, buy grandma her favorite big gold chain, and let her live in a big house.

However, his grandmother ran out of oil and dried up half a year after he joined the work, and he didn't have time to make him filial piety.

After his grandmother passed away, he felt that life was meaningless.

quit the 996 job in Yangcheng that required going back and forth to Hell West Station every day, and went directly back to his hometown to lie down.

Work hard to realize self-worth in life or something, which does not exist.

The equipment maintenance unit, 9 in the morning to 5 in the morning, the time is quite regular, after work, I do what I like to eat, play games, read novels, fish, swim, quite comfortable.

I don't have enough money, but I never work overtime.

It's a big deal to spend a little less, work overtime and work night shifts, what should I do if I'm tired?

didn't care much about his parents, they all scolded him for being unproductive, and they hated him indisputably.

He still didn't care.

When he was a child, he didn't hesitate to pay attention to him, but now he looks like he is his own, what is his mind, is he still unclear?

Count on him to retire!

The older he gets, the more he understands that his parents have no love for him.

Even if he died, it would be good if his parents could shed a single tear.

In that world, he no longer cares.

This world, anyway, is coming, let's live well.

"Charol, we are brothers!

Don't be so polite! ”

When the minotaur said that the fan-sized slap was about to press on Charol's shoulder, Charlotte instinctively took a step back.

Then I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"Oporo, I've just recovered, but I can't stand your slap."

Opro, in the language of the beast, means: the second son of the Luopu family who lives by the lake.

After absorbing the memories of the original owner, he gradually understood that although they were also orcs, the gap between orcs and orcs was still very large.

Compared to the orcs, who start at two meters tall at every turn, his height of about one meter eight surpasses the strength and speed of ordinary humans, but he is synonymous with waste in the tribe.

If it's an orc, you can bully him.

The two brothers, the Minotaur and the Kobold, are not very good at brains, and are willing to play with him.

And after he was beaten and couldn't get out of bed, he came to visit him as soon as possible, and swore to avenge him.

What they must not know is that their good friend Charol has been replaced.

"Charol, are you hungry?"

Neluqi, the kobold, pulled out a piece of black flesh from his hide-in bag that he couldn't see as he was, and before Charol could speak, saliva was already dripping on it.

“.......”

Charlotte looked sick to her stomach for a while, and hurriedly waved her hand and said, "You eat, I'm not hungry." ”

"Then I'll eat it myself!"

As soon as Neluqi was about to put the meat in his mouth, Opouro's big hand suddenly snatched it, "Leave me some!" ”

"Not much!

Not much! ”

Neluch turned his back and hurriedly stuffed it all into his mouth.

"Oh,"

Oporo looked at the kobold Neluqi's bulging cheeks, and said with annoyance, "Mother Earth is above, how can I have a brother like you!" ”

"Oporo, you can eat enough grass!"

Neluch shouted.

"Stop making trouble!"

Charol waved his hand impatiently, he was really hurt by these two noisy heads, "Let's go, take you to find food." ”

This land, in the eyes of humans, belongs to the bitter cold land, in fact, the soles of the feet are covered with a thick black humus layer, fat and oily.

Lakes, rivers, forests, grasslands, colorful.

In spring and summer, throwing a branch into a river can stun a fish.

In Charlotte's opinion, it is impossible to lack food.

The most important thing is that after having the memory of the original owner, he found that after walking east for three days and three nights, there is a turquoise sea and soft sand.

Even if you only guard the infinite treasure of the sea, you will not starve to death!

He really couldn't understand why the surrounding orc tribes and villages were so poor.

"Looking for something to eat?"

The Minotaur's eyes lit up.

"Rip some vines."

Charol pointed to a large tree not far away, the round vines hanging straight from the canopy, enchanting.

The minotaur and kobold didn't ask why, and stepped forward and pulled a bunch of them down.

Charelle sat under a large tree and began to weave baskets, a trade he had learned from his grandfather.

After his grandfather passed away, his grandmother raised chickens, ducks and geese in willow baskets woven by him.

Just never tried with a tree vine.

There are no knives, but two hands.

Fortunately, he is an orc, with good physical fitness, and he can twist into a twist shape with thick wrist vines.

After a while, it was woven into a basket, with a relatively large gap and not very beautiful.

But I can't care about it so much, it's easy to use.

He walked straight to the river and covered the basket in the water, and before he could react, Oporo shouted, "Fish, fish!" ”

The fish fluttered in the basket a few times, went upstream, and was about to disappear in front of him, Opro directly stretched out his big hand and held the big fish in his arms, silly and happy.

Charlotte looked at it, and the common thorn fish in the Biru River weighed at least five catties!

Just when he was feeling that this was a treasure of feng shui, there was a splash of water in the basket again, and Neluqi lowered his head and picked up a big fish, no smaller than Opouro's hand.

"Enough to eat!"

Charol was satisfied.

It had just started spring, and there was still a chill in the water, and he didn't want to stay longer, and was about to go ashore, but he didn't want to Opro and said, "Give it to me, I can continue to catch fish." ”

"Okay."

Charlotte didn't pay much attention to him, and after going ashore, she let the kobold make a fire with flint, and roasted it directly with a wooden stick instead of picking up the fish internals.

He's hungry too!

Can't wait.