The promise of slow wear for the rest of your life

When the scorching sun rose to the sky, the orcs who had gone hunting returned.

When the non-orcs (humans) and cubs in the gathering place heard the movement, they rushed to surround them with excited faces.

Chiu Chiu was also very excited, he picked up the rattan basket containing the stone bowl, and when he took his younger brother to surround him, he still didn't forget to grab Arnold.

There seems to be plenty of prey in this area, and almost every returning orc holds a large beast.

Moreover, these large beasts are still alive.

The orcs broke all the beasts' legs and put them by the lake, as if they were going to kill and eat them now.

Maybe it's because they know that their life is not long, these beasts are screaming very miserably.

It wasn't until the throats of those ferocious beasts were cut open by the orcs with their sharp claws, and the blood in every beast's body was drained, that the deafening screams finally stopped.

During this process, the non-beast people and cubs who gathered around to watch the excitement all watched with cold eyes as those beasts were drained of blood, heart disembowelled, skin cramped, and tender meat cut off. With green eyes, I especially imagined that like those orcs who have transformed into beasts, they rushed up and devoured the remaining steaming fresh meat of those beasts.

Under the influence of this atmosphere, Arnold also felt an endless sense of hunger rising in his stomach, and the excessive secretion of saliva was uncontrollable, and he had to keep swallowing to avoid it from flowing out.

Anol knew very well that this feeling came from the instinctive reaction of his body, but at a certain moment, he still thought in a trance that this was actually the animal nature rooted deep in his heart.

At that moment, he could hardly tell whether he was a human or a beast!

The moment this idea came into being, Arnoldton felt his hair stand on end.

This was not the first time he saw the people here eating living beasts, but it was the one that affected him the most.

So much so that he almost forgot what kind of existence he was.

Of course he is neither a beast nor a man, he is Arnold, the spiritual body Arnold Aarno Enochles.

This point, no matter how many races he has used, no matter which race his current body is, it will not change.

At this moment, Anol's mind was clearer than ever.

And the path he was going to take next gradually took shape.

That road is not only very long, but also full of thorns and roadblocks, so it is destined to be difficult to walk.

But if he can persevere, he will be able to complete the important task.

Thinking of this, Arnold's desire to challenge was aroused in his heart, and his interest in completing important tasks was also completely aroused.

While thinking about it, Anol felt his hand being pulled up.

Following that force, looking over, the goal is Jiujiu's little hand.

Looking around, Arnold realized that the food that belonged to them had been brought by the orc Jiujiu, and Jiujiu began to pull him back.

Anol walked forward following the pulling force in his hand, and saw the orc Chirp with both hands full of food in the blink of an eye, and the gray hairy dumpling Chirp followed him step by step.

Soon, the four returned to the tree.

Hissing put down the rattan basket in his left hand, and poured out the blood contained in the stone bowl in his right hand into three bowls.

Jiujiu brought one of the bowls to Anol, put the other bowl in front of Jiujiu, and finally took the remaining bowl to drink.

After the hissing finished distributing the blood, he changed hands and began to divide the fresh meat and fruit. Cut the large pieces into larger pieces and give them to Arnold, and cut the small pieces into smaller pieces and thin strips, and gave them to Jiujiu and Jiujiu, and then gave them to They each share a piece of fruit and work together.

After the three of them divided the rattan basket, there was a piece of meat left in the rattan basket, which Arnold thought was left for him.

Unexpectedly, Hissing actually picked up the basket and went to the other side of the gathering place.

It wasn't until one of them finished eating their portion of food that Sijiu came back with an empty rattan basket.

Meanwhile, in his other hand he held a stack of green braids.

He gave the stack of green knitting to Jiujiu.

Jiujiu split one into two and handed one of them to Arnold.

Anol took it in his hand and unfolded it, only to find that it looked like a grass skirt made of unknown grass leaves.

The weaving method, size and style are exactly the same as the one he is wearing.

The only difference was that the one he was wearing was yellowish and the edges were torn, while the new one was bright green and intact.

Jiujiu was very happy to get a new grass skirt, so he untied the old one and replaced it with a new one on the spot.

Arnold was not as unrestrained as him, first he put the new one around his waist, and then he took off the old one, without losing any light during the whole process.

Jiujiu consciously took the old grass skirts that the two of them had replaced to the edge of the gathering place, dug a hole and buried them.

Anor keenly noticed that after the orcs who went hunting at noon returned that day, no orcs in the gathering place went out to hunt again.

Most of those orcs turned into animal shapes, or lay down in the shade or dived into the bottom of the water to rest.

The few ones that didn't turn into beasts either held two stones and struck them, or held the stone flakes to sharpen their blades.

Hissing was one of the few orcs who hadn't transformed into a beast. At this time, he was holding a gray-white stone, and kept hitting a big stone that he didn't know where to find.

And those non-orcs gathered in groups of three or four to weave available things such as rattan baskets and grass skirts.

Maybe it's because hissing didn't go out. Jiujiu came back after throwing away the old grass skirt, and went to play with other cubs with gray fur balls.

Arnold sat alone under the big tree, after contemplating for a long time, got up and went to the river, and came back with a bunch of grass leaves seemingly out of order.

Back under the big tree, Arnold spread out the pile of grass leaves under the sun, letting the scorching sun shine.

Then, he lay down on the big leaves beside the tree trunk, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Seeing that he was so honest, he finally didn't make any more troubles, he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief, then he let go of his worries and concentrated on knocking on the stones under his hands.

Anol fell asleep until the scorching sun was setting in the west.

At this time, the large stone that Hiss had struck before had begun to take the shape of a rectangular stone groove.

Anol slept well, and his spirit improved a lot.

The spirit is better, and the mood is also better.

Even after Arnold woke up in such a good mood, seeing the orc neighing who was still knocking on the stone seriously, he felt inexplicably that this person looked a little more pleasing to the eye than before.

Well, it seems that the existence of this person can no longer affect his mood, which is really gratifying.

The sun is very strong here.

The grass leaves that Arnold put in the sun before going to bed had already dried up.

Arnold gathered them into piles according to different types, and tried to knead them into velvet.

Fortunately, he found out among more than ten kinds of grasses in the first experiment, and the dried leaves can be twisted into velvet-like grasses.

Just when he was happy about this, a shout suddenly came from the inner circle of the gathering place.

Anol heard the sound and looked over, but saw some orcs put down what they were doing, got up and walked into the dense forest.

Seeing this situation, Anol probably understood that they were going to hunt.

Hissing not far behind him was also one of the orcs who were going to hunt.

When the other party heard the yelling, he put down the stone in his hand and walked into the woods. Before he left, he didn't even call Jiujiu Ya and Jiujiu back, and told them anything.

Arnold refused to comment on the performance of hissing, which seemed to have relaxed the control on him, a person with a lot of criminal records.

Not long after the orcs left, someone yelled again in the gathering place.

This time when the yelling sounded, it was a group of non-orcs who were in their youth, youth and adulthood, and a few orcs who protected these non-orcs went to the dense forest.

Seeing this, Anol also carried a rattan basket, followed the non-orc army, and walked into the dense forest.

In the distance, Jiu Jiu sneaked a glimpse of him walking into the woods, his eyes were full of worry, but he never ran to stop him from entering the woods.

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Arnold had never looked carefully before, whether these non-orcs were fat or thin, round or flat.

Picking wild fruits with them this time, Arnold looked at them one by one, and came to the following conclusions.

The skin tones of these non-orcs are mostly wheat-colored and bronze-colored, and they are all slightly tanned, making their skin look rough.

Most of the facial features are slightly deep, and the overall appearance is fairly handsome, at least there are no crooked noses and slanted eyes.

Among them, sixteen or seven adult non-orcs whose height had been established were all about 1.7 meters 1.8 in height, none of them were 1.7 meters [-] or above, and none of them were [-] meters [-] or less.

Everyone is well-proportioned, with thin waist and long legs (except for pregnant women), broad shoulders and long arms, and a thin layer of muscles covering the shoulders, waist, abdomen, legs and arms.

Most importantly, everyone looks healthy and strong.

The only fly in the ointment is only one thing, these people seem to have special hobbies, there are more or less colorful and twisted totems on their faces, and it looks like they never comb or cut their hair. The whole head of hair is messed up like a chicken coop.

Arnold has good eyesight, and he accidentally saw that there seemed to be something crawling around in the messy hair of one of them.

Seeing this scene, Arnold felt his scalp explode, and even inexplicably felt that there was something hidden in his hair.

In other words, the original owner didn't seem to like taking a bath before!

And the last time he took a bath seemed to be several days ago!

I can't think about it any longer!

Simply terrified!

Having said that, even if they have special hobbies, at least they are all in good health and good-looking.

None of the seventeen adult non-orcs were like him. He was black and thin, and his height was over [-]. There was not much meat in his whole body, and he was directly thinner. It looks like a hemp stick, and it doesn't look like a person who can live for a long time, let alone give birth to offspring for orcs.

Not afraid to tell the truth, after carefully looking at these non-orcs, Arnold couldn't figure out why he wanted the original owner to be with him in the first place!

It stands to reason that orcs must find a partner to reproduce offspring. This is the instinct of most intelligent creatures, and intelligent creatures like orcs with more animal nature in their bones are by no means an exception.

As for hissing, it not only violated the instinct of the race, but found a partner who was not likely to be able to bear children like the original owner, and even did the opposite. He once made it clear to the original owner that when the two cubs grow up He will not sleep with the original owner for at least ten years before he grows up.

This is no longer a super abnormal phenomenon that can be explained with a simple reason of "let him be the stepmother of two cubs".

Arnold is really curious at this time, what exactly is hiss thinking, why he can't think about it so much, and makes such an extremely unreasonable choice!

What's even more frightening is that with his honor, hissing can actually say it! ! !

Tsk!He can't think about it, and he feels bad when he thinks about it.

Anol pressed the end of his eyebrows hard, forcing those churning memories back to the depths of his mind.

There are not many fruit-bearing trees in this dense forest, and perhaps because it is not the season for fruit ripening, most of the fruits hanging on the few fruit-bearing trees are also blue.

Of course, there is one kind of fruit exception.

The skin of this fruit is white, it tastes a bit sour, and the flesh is chewy and chewy. It is the only fruit that Arnold has tasted good since he came here.

Most of the trees in the dense forest are tall and tall, and the few trees that bear fruit are no exception.

Fortunately, these non-orcs seem to be very good at climbing. They can climb up to the fruit tree in two or three steps and pick the fruit from the branches.

Usually, when they find a fruit tree, only three to five people will be left to pick it, and the rest will continue to look for other fruit trees nearby.

Arnold walked at the end of the large group, and was supposed to be one of the last group of people who found the fruit tree to pick, but because a non-beast man pulled him into the group of people who first found the fruit tree, he became One of the first to pick the fruit.