Plants of Another World Offense and Defense

The first feeling when I saw the Longcao Tribe: This is simply not the wild tribe in his cognition!

Dirty, skinny, lifeless, incredible smelly orcs, unsightly living habits, starvation caused by uneven distribution, no hope to get by.

Savage orcs, in Wu Nu's impression, are like refugees, struggling for living things, thrashing about on the survival line, the great witch who enjoys the most is not as good as modern farmers.

Longgrass is a big tribe, and a big living tribe.

The long grass is located in the depths of the forest. There are large clearings where the low trees have been cut down. There are identical stone houses pressed on the clearing like mushrooms, surrounded by towering old trees. It can be described as unknown. There are people in the depths, and even the fireworks cannot escape the shadow of the branches!

Powerful tribe, the orcs trembled with excitement.

There are orc handles around the entrance of the simple fence. They carry green baskets, which contain white bone arrows. Bone arrows are not the only tools used. Most of the bows and arrows are wooden arrows. The bows are held in the hands of the gatekeepers. .

The half-orcs saw the orcs holding bows and arrows from a long distance, and other orcs holding stone knives.

Behind the railing was a clean stone-paved avenue, Wu Nu didn't know where the avenue led, and the avenue disappeared at the corner.

There are stone houses on both sides of the avenue, and black feathers are hung in front of the house. Occasionally, you can see men and women with big bellies, or cute cubs in a harness, or half-orcs squatting in front of the door, carefully grinding bones and arrows.

Where is Wolf Fang going?

After walking the stone path with the black feather house hanging, there are fewer and fewer people walking past the corner. Where did the people go?Suddenly, a flat land spanning more than half of the living area appeared.

Langya ordered the orcs who were carrying the corpses to drop the corpses at the same time. More than 2 kilograms of meat were thrown on the same piece of land, and the dust was everywhere and the ground shook.

Dust was flying all over the sky, and the half-orc followed behind the wolf tooth, carrying a big-leaf pannier. In the back basket were unripe spicy fruits, red mushrooms and even poisonous grass leaves. Of course, the roots of the poisonous weed were hidden in the half-orc's animal skin skirt.

"Woooooo-"

The long and far-reaching horn sounded, the dust gradually fell, and the dense footsteps around the ears were messy but had a smell, a particularly neat smell.

"Slave, follow me."

Langya's cool hand unexpectedly held the half-orc's hand, and a soft voice rang in his ears. I don't know if it was an illusion. The half-orc heard the fun, it was the fun of watching the fun.

"You don't want to go to the slave house, do you?"

Another "slave house", what kind of place is this?

"The great witch said that the slave medicine he picked up was thrown into the slave camp. The slaves inside include beasts and war slaves, and most of them are half-orcs, because..." The dust gradually fell, and the wolf's fangs stood up and bumped against the hips, whispering ambiguously , "Understood."

Even if it is Tianxie, it still has to put on a show, and there are not many things that should be there, although it can't play its role at all.

The little brother was quite tall and bumped directly into his ass, and the half-orc immediately got on the line. He was a battle-hardened soul, so the half-orc immediately understood such a simple hint.

The slave station is a wild comfort station, and it can also be said to be a combination of a small house and a barnyard.

"Hey, want to go?"

Langya touched the whip lightly with his hand, looked up at the big witch standing on the earthen platform, pointed meaningfully at the half-orc beside him, and raised his ring finger to look down to see what he meant.

It's a pity that the half-orc lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes and didn't see this scene.

Pile after pile of large leaves were taken out and laid out, and they lined up to occupy the land in front of the earth platform.

The corpses wrapped in mud piled up like a mountain on the left side of the platform, where a group of half-orc slaves were guarding. A sub-beast commanded them to cut up the corpses and stir the mud. It seemed that they were not going to rescue the corpses from the mud.

The half-orc looked at the skilled slaves, his eyes rolled around, trying to see through the tribe from small things. Spike had long been standing near the earthen platform, waving a whip, and the half-orc was standing alone in the corner under the tree, looking pitifully. Watching other orcs and sub-beasts waiting for the meat.

There was a sub-beast standing on the earthen platform. The female sub-beast didn't have a decoration symbolizing a great witch on her head. The half-orc was very surprised because such a big event as dividing the flesh cannot be without a big witch.

But the long grass is not like this.

The smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose. The half-orc looked at the cut flesh, and the outside was covered with dark soil and red meat, but when he saw it just now, he thought it was "edible".

It's very strange, where do most people look at food and don't think "whether it's delicious" but "can I eat it?" Orcs still come to think about it, feel shoulder pain, turn around and look——

It's quite familiar, isn't it just a stupid sweat?

Looking at Khan's appearance, he didn't know his appearance at all, and there was no sense of familiarity in his eyes.

The half-orc naturally knew that he was a dirty mess five days ago, and now he is a clean half-orc after washing it. Moreover, his injuries are relatively small, unlike before when his arms were rotten and full of bugs. It doesn't look clean even after washing. It can be said that there is a huge difference between the two.

"Follow me."

After speaking, he turned around and walked away. The half-orc followed and glanced at the earth platform with nostalgia, just in time to see Langya swinging his whip, raising dust and holding the red fruit honestly.

Where does he go?

The slave house or...?

The half-orc is still himself even if he lived through the second life, so he must pay for it, so he still worries, so he is still full of interest in eating. He is very worried about where he will go, and he doesn't want to rely on the food he knows. Just say it. .

As far as the latest is concerned, Langya's intention is to keep him from going to the slave camp.

Worried and chaotic, the half-orc looked around with his eyes steady, and soon walked on the stone road. The long grass lives deep in the dense forest. After the bend, there are stone houses like the ones hanging bird feathers. They are neatly arranged and have a certain plan. Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the uniform standard gray stone, which is hung on the outside of the animal hide and hung with a bark rope.

Drilling further inside is the bottom of the mountain. There are also twice as many stone houses as outside, but the windshield has become a stone, with green fresh long grass hanging, and there are more slaves with marks on their faces.

Wu Nu suddenly realized that the sign hanging at the door might be used to identify his identity. He knew that Changcao was the product of fusion after the invasion. There were three tribes, namely Heimao, Heiyan and Changcao.

Because he didn't know much and didn't understand deeply, Wu Nu didn't discover the deeper meaning, but he was vaguely weird in his heart, only thinking about having a good relationship with Long Cao.

It's just that this long grass is just long grass.

The place where Khan left the half-orc was the house closest to the foot of the mountain, just like the position of the first courtier on the left hand side of the emperor. The stone house was square and square, and an old sub-beast was kneeling at the door, and the sub-beast was preparing to dinner--

Wu Nu Wangwangtian is located in the center, no matter whether it is lunch or dinner, it is too late, the orcs do not have the habit of three meals a day, they only eat their first meal around 9 o'clock.

The half-orc watched it so seriously that Khan left without knowing it, and didn't even hear the conversation between Khan and the sub-beast.

When the half-orc came back to his senses, there was no sign of Khan around him, only a sub-beast.

This is an old sub-beast, not gray-haired in seventy years of age, although there is no such appearance, but a series of complications of old age also appeared, slow movement (faster than 50-year-old), degeneration of claws (normal people Good wood, good), vision loss (100-degree myopia), unable to chew barbecue (that is the teeth of young people)... In short, Superman has become an ordinary person, all because the barbarian barbecue is so delicious, as hard as a stone fight!

Half-orcs haven’t seen too many old orcs. It’s not that they have little knowledge, but they have eaten them. There is no food in the cold winter. There is a food chain of two-legged sheep, from small to big, that is, half-orc slaves, others Slaves, old orcs, and cubs, no one will eat big witches from childhood to adulthood. After all, unlucky ones like half-orcs are rare.

The old orc who couldn't hunt and feed himself, the half-orc looked at the sub-beast sitting in front of the stone house, he was smashing nuts, brown nuts and white flesh, a handful of them had been piled up on the big leaves, and he didn't know what she was doing how long.

Wu Nu blinked and tilted his head, and finally sat down, picked up a stone and smashed the nuts, and put the pulp inside on the big leaves. Gradually, the old Asian beast stopped smashing the nuts, and instead took out a stone bowl and slapped it as big as his palm. Putting the pulp in, she walked away slowly with her hands behind her back. The orc didn't know what she was going to do, but just buried her head in her work.

Orcs are never very eloquent, he's even dumb!

The old Asian beast is not the old one in cognition, it looks like someone in their [-]s. The half-orcs don't think it is an old man who has no power to restrain the chicken. Doesn't the wilderness rely on strength to survive? The power of mountains and rivers?

The half-orc didn't know that his arrival was premeditated from the very beginning. If it weren't for the words of the great witch, there would be no tiger two leading a team to collect medicine, so where did the time-traveling girl come from?

He's been watched by someone from the very beginning, but he doesn't know it.

The old Asian beast strode forward and carried a large piece of mud-covered meat. It looked like the product of a collective distribution of meat. Is it the meat that Langya and the others hunted?

What made the half-orcs even more certain was the sub-beasts that came and went carrying meat. At first glance, there were seventeen or eighteen of them, and they were quite imposing when they surrounded them.

The old Asian beast rushed into the door in a hurry, took out a stone bowl, let go of the bone stick, put down the sparks it brought, and left a sentence of "pound the minced meat" and ran away holding the straw basket. dagger.

It was a dagger made of bone. The half-orc had seen it in the hands of Li Ya. Except for the bone dagger, he had only seen bone arrows in the hands of the orcs guarding the gate.

Fortunately, it was paved with stone slabs, otherwise the dust would be enough. Looking at the group of people leaving in the dust, and then looking at the sky, I hesitated, could it be dinner?But... the half-orc raised his head, unable to think of a reason, so he gave up, put down the stone and went to wash the meat.

The task left by the subbeast before leaving is to pound minced meat—the meat is wrapped in mud, try unwashed bacon if you don’t wash it.

Unwashed bacon is eaten with ashes and salt, and unwashed meat is eaten with mud mixed with urine.

What is the identity of the sub-beast?

A bone dagger that is enough for her to get sharp teeth?

Although Li Ya is scheming and observant, but as the weakest of the sub-beasts, he has a god-defying artifact like a healing card. Even if it is bestowed by the great witch, so what, a weak person can get it and it is enough to compete with Hu Er , which is a miracle in itself.

Even if the half-orcs don't know Hu Er's identity or Li Ya's identity, the message they reveal "the half-orcs are superior" is like the temptation of the poppy system.

What's more, there is a Spike, a half-orc who looks sick but controls a hunting team.

The orc knew the long grass was his chance!

Unique opportunity! !

Before the stone house, the rectangular pit dug out of the stone was filled with clean water, and the orcs used the water to clean the mud-coated meat very economically.

How to grind?

Knock off the mud coating, then carefully wash it with water and repeat it several times.

Like chopping dumpling meat, the half-orcs who don't have knives can make full use of their own value, and those with sharp claws can kill and cut up meat. It's not too easy.

Separate the meat and pound it against a stone bowl. Animal arm bones are very suitable, especially for pounding meat.

Suddenly, a melodious and low-pitched horn sounded from the sky, and the half-orc stopped his hands and raised his head to look up at the sky, against the blue background of white clouds, and then looked down at the unchanging bone in his hand.

But after a while, sub-beasts, slaves, etc. rushed out of the symmetrical room, and the only thing that didn't change in a hurry was that they were holding stone basins the size of washbasins in their hands.

What are they going to do?

A question mark brushed the sense of existence in his mind, and his nose gradually smelled a strong smell of blood, as if fireworks in the sky were fleeting.

The half-orc raised his head and poured the pounded meat onto the big leaf but didn't know what to do next. He rubbed his eyes and watched the half-orc who was walking in the opposite direction coming from a distance.

The system that was sleeping in nowhere suddenly opened its eyes, furious——

"Where did his eyes go?"

It may be insufficient, but in the blink of an eye, the system master shut down and fell asleep.

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