The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

"Let's go and take a look at your tribe?" Nan Zhiyi waved his hand, put away his specially made bow and arrow, and got ready to go.

The other orcs looked at him in confusion.

No, is he really going to our tribe?

If other orcs knew what happened to us, would we still have a place in the Swift Tribe?

But he is so strong. If he really joins our tribe, he will definitely be a great fighting force. From now on, no one will have to worry about being provoked by the Tiger Tribe and the Lion Tribe.

Thinking that the orcs present were very happy, they were not so opposed to Nan Zhiyi joining them.

Soon the group of people walked along the same path they had come to the boundary between the Swift Tribe's hunting area and picking area and stopped.

Fortunately, on the way here, Nan Zhiyi witnessed them working together to hunt a porcupine.

Porcupines have thick skin and long fangs, and are good at brutal charging and death tumbling.

It was so slippery that even if a wild leopard rushed up and bit it, it would be easily shaken off.

Other leopards followed closely behind, some biting the neck, some biting the back, some biting the buttocks, some biting the abdomen, etc., showing excellent cooperative hunting skills.

It is conceivable that if these beasts had not underestimated their enemies at that time, it would have been a fierce battle between me and them.

"You go and report it, I won't go any further.

Remember not to play tricks, as long as you don't migrate, I have plenty of ways to harass your hunting." Nan Zhiyi warned fiercely.

The other orcs knew they couldn't win, so they lowered their heads like doves, pretending not to hear and not wanting to cause any more trouble.

Keitel snorted disdainfully, feeling a bit arrogant because of his successful hunt and his confidence.

Mu Xuan looked at Nan Zhiyi with a complicated expression, one that included expectation, admiration, but also some fear and shyness.

Soon the group returned to the tribe. The patrolling orcs saw them returning with a full load from afar and rushed to tell each other.

The tribe suddenly became lively and the chief and the high priest were invited out to congratulate them on the good hunting harvest.

The most respected person in the entire Swift Tribe must be the old high priest.

He is not only the elder of everyone, but also can communicate with the Beast God and is good at healing injured orcs.

Although the chief is the youngest and strongest and has the most say, he sometimes still listens to the old man's advice.

"Grandpa High Priest, not only did they bring back prey this time, but I heard they also encountered a stray snow leopard orc who is very powerful and gentle.

I heard that you want to join our tribe, would you like to go and take a look?"

"Xiao Zhiliao, you devilish girl, where did you get this gossip from?"

The high priest Wu Chi tapped the little cicada's head affectionately while walking slowly with his wooden cane.

Xiao Zhiliao is a child adopted by the high priest. She is clever and mischievous, and is a female underage orc.

She loves beauty the most. She wears a necklace made of teeth and hair accessories made of shells every day. She also ties two small buns in her hair with green radish.

"No way, everyone knows about it?

Sister Xiaoya secretly went to the hunting area and heard that she met this person. Not only was she saved from the tiger's mouth, but she also got a piece of tiger meat.

Now everyone is extremely curious about the orc named Nan Zhiyi. "

"Nan Zhiyi." The high priest repeated himself repeatedly. He wanted to make some deductions but was warned by the Beast God and vomited blood.

The anxious little cicada was about to cry and roared in panic.

"Go find Sister Xiaoya quickly. The high priest is vomiting blood. It's very serious."

When the orcs nearby heard this, they ran away, carrying Geya and running towards this side.

Wu Chi raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a rare seriousness and solemnity in his kind eyes.

"I'm not in the way. I'm old, so I just need to take a rest. Go find someone to invite the chief and tell him I have something important to discuss with you."

Only after hearing his words did Xiao Zhiliao calm down.

He took out the bench he carried with him and settled the people down, then grabbed a man and shouted to tell the chief, then returned to his side to guard him.

"You, don't keep watching over an old man like me all day.

Learn more from Wu Qian and others how to heal injured orcs and how to identify and pick herbs, wild fruits and vegetables.

"I can't do that, Grandpa High Priest. I get sleepy when I learn those things. I want to learn hunting like Qatar and Mu Xuan.

I want to be a warrior.”

When talking about future ambitions, the little cicada's eyes sparkled with full of longing.

The high priest looked at the little cicada who always loved beauty, and warned him again with some concern.

"Xiao Zhi, have you thought it through? Being a warrior is not that easy.

You need to first obtain the strongest orc among your batch of orcs;

Then I was able to hunt successfully on my own every month in a row;

Finally, you have to compete successfully with other orcs participating in the assessment and get into the top three to get this title.

You have to know that not all warriors can be called warriors!"

"Of course I know, Grandpa High Priest, I have always studied hard.

Since ancient times, there have been very few female beasts that can join the hunting team, but there are some that do exist."

Xiao Zhiliao patted his chest and said firmly, with unswerving sincerity in his eyes.

Who could have thought that such an orc would, in the original story, become a villain cannon fodder who only knew how to compete with the protagonist for favor.

“Well, if you have the heart, I won’t stop you.

There happens to be one spot left in the hunting reserve team, and as an old man I have some respect for you, so you can come with us later!

The little guy Geya is quite talented. If I teach him a little more, maybe we can have another witch doctor, which will be good for the tribe."

As soon as Geya finished speaking, he was carried over by the orcs. He was grimacing, leaning against a tree and vomiting violently before he recovered.

"Don't worry, I've told you so many times, can you please not carry my stomach with you next time? I'll really throw up."

"Am said that only his female can sit on the back of a male, not anyone else."

Bieamu said this in a serious tone, showing no remorse for his actions.

Wu Chi looked at them with amusement and a loving expression.

"Okay, Bie Amu, you can try to carry little Geya over here next time. Little Geya will be very uncomfortable if you do this."

"I understand, Grand High Priest. I will pay attention to it next time." Bei Amu nodded woodenly and returned to the form of a wooden stake.

Bie Amu, because he is always one-track-minded and doesn't know how to adapt, he is unable to cooperate in going out hunting.

But because of his good fighting ability, he was assigned to guard the safety of the high priest.

Because he is quiet and often stands there like a wooden stake, his presence is very low and he is often forgotten.

"Thank you, Grandpa High Priest, for speaking for me." Geya respectfully crossed his hands in front of his chest and saluted the high priest.

This is a blessing ceremony that every orc who goes out will perform when he encounters a high priest.

It represents the most sincere blessing - may Lord Beast God protect you forever.