Traveling through the world of beasts: I lead the system to build an empire

Ma Niu is just one of the 300,000 orcs, and his reaction will not affect Mo Yun's work.

He painted one picture after another step by step, and soon the sun was setting.

It was getting dark, but the line was getting longer and longer. Many orcs who came back from work and found themselves recording their identity information joined the line voluntarily.

The staff responsible for maintaining order kept shouting, urging those orcs who could not get a queue today but were still unwilling to give up to go back early.

Just with little success.

An idea suddenly flashed in his mind. The orc who was in charge of the call seemed to understand everyone's concerns and said, "Don't worry, even if new orcs join, they will not surpass you. You must be in line before them."

Mu Yang has been selecting suitable people in the tribe to go to the Northern Continent with Su Mo for several days, and there must be many orcs who have heard the news.

Everyone knows that the tribe is about to experience a population boom, so it is understandable that they are worried about not being able to get a number.

After all, there are quite a few people here who still owe money to the tribe.

As the orc finished speaking, there was a small commotion at the scene and everyone was discussing this matter.

"What did you just say?" There was a buzzing in his ears, and the orc heard Mo Yun beside him ask this.

He was stunned at first, not expecting Mo Yun to ask him about this, then he turned around and said with a smile, "So Lord Mo Yun is also concerned about this."

I have to say, Mo Yun is really beautiful.

Her skin is flawless and fair, her facial features are gentle and non-aggressive, her lips are bright red, and her hair, as smooth and silky as seaweed, rests lightly on the side of her face, looking slightly playful in the breeze.

Whenever he smiles, all the flowers seem to lose their color.

And now, although Mo Yun's eyes are full of red bloodshot, his skin is sickly pale, and his lips are a little chapped due to long hours of work and lack of good rest, he adds a kind of morbid beauty that makes people feel pity.

The male mermaids are really beautiful.

They are so beautiful that even though they are helpless on land far away from the sea, even hunting becomes a problem for them; they are so beautiful that they need to soak in water from time to time to ensure their body functions; they are so beautiful that some mermaids are even more delicate than females and often get sick, yet they are still pursued by many females.

Under the dim sunlight, Mo Yun looked as if he was about to turn into foam and disappear.

Stared at by those bloodshot eyes full of fatigue and vicissitudes, the orc felt as if his heart was instantly hit.

Seeing that the orc hadn't responded for a long time, Mo Yun became anxious and asked hurriedly, "Did you just say that the tribe wants to recruit new people?"

"Yes." The orc answered obediently, "The tribe leaders have been selected, and the main force will set out tomorrow."

The orcs were overjoyed at the thought that the tribe would experience a population boom in the future.

There is nothing more gratifying than a strong tribe.

But humans’ joy is not the same. The orcs here are so happy that they are almost dancing, but Mo Yun on the opposite side feels as if the sky is falling.

"How many?"

The anxiety on Mo Yun's face was almost overflowing. Even if this orc was thick-skinned, he should have reacted by now.

Don’t understand, but respect.

He thought about it carefully and made a reasonable guess. "Half of the people from the East Continent came, and so many died, leaving 300,000 people. The North Continent doesn't have as many people as the East Continent, but there must be at least 5 million people, right?"

Finally, he looked at Mo Yun curiously, "Why do you ask this, Lord Mo Yun?"

Then he saw Mo Yun's face was blank at first, then he had an expression as if the sky had fallen, and then he rolled his eyes and fainted.

The orc immediately let out a sharp roar.

"Ah - someone come quickly, Lord Mo Yun has fainted, call the witch doctor!"

Naturally, there will be some chaos and war.

As Mo Yun fell down and was caught by someone, there was only one thought in his mind.

Five million people.

Will he ever finish the painting in his lifetime?

……

The chaos at Mo Yun’s place had nothing to do with Ma Niu. He was now holding his ID card and grinning foolishly.

The small card in my hand was taken away again, and this time there was a bleating sound.

Seeing that Mei Xiang was touching his precious baby, Ma Niu was very nervous, "What if he hasn't done it yet and he's been touching it again?"

Mei Xiang didn't care, "It won't be stained if you paint it, don't worry, don't you believe in Mo Yun's methods?"

But having said that, Mee Xiang still moved his rough hands away from the portrait of the horse and cow, squinting his eyes and looking at it carefully from a distance.

There is no way. This ID card is not big to begin with, and the portrait in the box in the upper right corner is even smaller.

Mei Xiang is no longer young, and he can't see things clearly, especially small and delicate things. He can't see clearly when they are close, but can only see them when they are a little far away.

It's strangely tight.

After adjusting the angle several times, Mee Xiang finally saw the first photo of his friend's life clearly.

He pointed at the portrait with pupils constricted, shoulders hunched, and obviously nervous and terrified, and said jokingly, "Look at it, look at it, you're nervous, aren't you?"

Faced with his good friend's teasing, Ma Niu couldn't say anything in rebuttal.

He had seen Mee Xiang's ID card and was extremely envious of her at that time.

The portrait of Mee Xiang shows a righteous and serious face, without any nervousness or stage fright at all. Ma Niu admires Mee Xiang very much, because he himself cannot do that.

I can only say that Mee Xiang is indeed a man who can do great things.

What he didn't know was that when Mee Xiang was nervous, his face became expressionless, and he looked as serious as if he was angry.

However, Mei Xiang never told anyone about this, not even his good friend Ma Niu knew about it.

"This is a great thing. How about you treat me to a meal to celebrate?" After returning the ID card to Ma Niu safely, Mei Xiang finally revealed his true intentions. "The hot season is coming soon. Now is the time to catch the last wave of spring bamboo shoots."

Mee Xiang loves Sunzi deeply.

The position that Sunzi holds in Miaoxiang's heart is incomparable to that of any furry little guy.

"what?"

Although Ma Niu seems to be very opinionated and wise when encountering things, in private, especially in front of close people, he always thinks very slowly and reacts slowly.

In Miao Xiang's words, this is a trust in him.

Not knowing how the topic turned to eating, Ma Niu was a little embarrassed, "But I still owe this month's salary."

He owed money to the tribe, firstly because he felt guilty, and secondly because Ma Niu was always worried that he would be kicked out of the tribe one day, so he always paid back the money as soon as he received his salary.

He had nothing to spend money on, and since he was eating and living at the construction site, he didn't have any money left on hand.

Mei Xiang seemed to have expected this, "Then I'll treat you this time, and you treat me twice next month."

Facing his most trusted friend, Ma Niu had no judgment as a clan leader, and his mind slowly turned, "Ah, okay."

He always felt that something was wrong, but at the same time, he felt that everything made sense.

Mei Xiang came specially to tell him the news, so there's nothing wrong with inviting Mei Xiang to dinner. It's a way of expressing gratitude.

Anyway, it’s impossible that Mee Xiang came to tell him just for a free meal, they are good friends.

On the way to the restaurant, Ma Niu felt that he had discovered the truth. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, so he became even happier.

They really are best friends.

The horses and cows were happy, and the bae was happy too.

He stroked the tuft of goatee on his chin and smiled slyly, as if he had succeeded in his plan.

Hehe, another free meal.