Mix the world with the system

"Yuan Lang, when are we going to leave?" The middle-aged orc walked towards the three of them.

Seeing Teng Qian and Teng Kun, he couldn't help rolling his eyes: "You two brats, you are the one who is most afraid of Yuan Lang on weekdays, why do you prefer to go to his side after you hurt your head this time?"

As they said that, each of them kicked their asses: "Go away and help clean up the prey. Why are you being lazy?"

The two jumped up clutching their buttocks, and ran towards the clansmen with a hey smile: "Oh uncle, we are all adult orc males, you always kick our ass, how bad it is for the little females to see .”

The middle-aged orc glared at them angrily, then laughed out loud, and sat down beside Yuan Lang: "Look at these two brats, they've only grown up, and they're only thinking about little females."

A strange expression appeared on Yuan Lang's face: "That's because they don't know how powerful females are."

His eyes were indifferent, without the excitement of the males at all. When talking about the little female, it seemed to be talking about a prey.

The middle-aged orc was taken aback by his own thoughts, and immediately shook his head and looked at him: "When are we going to set off, the remaining few orcs are already much better, let the clansmen take turns carrying them forward."

Yuan Lang nodded: "The injured orcs are in the middle, and the strong orcs are responsible for opening the way and breaking the rear. We can't lose our people anymore."

In this change of salt, six orc warriors have already lost their lives.

Looking at the rough yellow salt wrapped in animal skins in front of him, Yuan Lang pursed his lips. The life here is probably not even comparable to that of farmers in the frontier.

The next day, Yuan Lang, as the captain of the salt exchange team, organized the orcs to march towards the tribe again.

Teng Qian and Teng Kun followed Yuan Lang closely and were responsible for the safety of the rear of the team.

The middle-aged orc led a few strong orcs to open the way ahead.

Along the way, in order to reduce the noise as much as possible, all the orcs ran in human form instead of turning into animal form, which made Yuan Lang and the others adapt well.

On the evening of the third day, the middle-aged orc who was on his way stopped suddenly. His ears were shaking, as if he was listening to the sounds in the jungle.

Until a faint smell of stench drifted past with the forest wind, the face of the middle-aged orc suddenly changed: "It's a fierce beast!"

This low growl spread throughout the team, Yuan Lang dashed over from behind the team, the habit of the orc's body made him shrug his nose unconsciously.

The familiar stench penetrated into the tip of his nose, making his eyebrows frowned: "It's a saber-toothed pig team, I'll bring some tribesmen to stop them for a while, Uncle, you take the injured tribesmen to a safe place to wait for us. "

The middle-aged orc shook his head firmly: "Let me stay this time."

Seeing that Yuan Lang was about to refuse, he raised his hand to interrupt Yuan Lang: "You are all young orcs, the hope of the tribe, besides, we old guys are more experienced than you, and are more suitable to stay than you."

A squad of saber-toothed pigs, there are adult beasts, Yuan Lang and the others will only die if they stay.

"Yuan Lang, hurry up and take the injured clansmen away, find a safe place to resettle them, and it won't be too late to help us." Several orcs beside the middle-aged orc said.

They all stayed with the determination to die, just like Yuan Lang and the others who insisted on breaking up at the beginning, Yuan Lang can't always do dangerous things.