Chapter 128 The Early Death of the Orc World 16

The orc cub was much tougher than Qinghe had expected. Although it was only ten days old, it could already crawl around the house, humming and exploring the unknown world.

"Qinghe, the two cubs are so cute." Mi held her chin up and stared at the wolf cub gnawing on the beast skin with envy, sobbing. If the tribe was not about to relocate, she would have dragged her own orcs to fight for hundreds of rounds and created a litter of bear cubs to play with.

One by one, the doughnuts were broken open, and the fine fruit powder filled pottery jars. The purple-black doughnut shells were piled up into a small hill in the living room. The wooden shells with fruity fragrance could be used as kindling and for smoking meat and fish.

The eldest of the wolf cubs had a brilliant red mark on the tip of his ears. He was lying at the mother's feet, baring his teeth and biting the dough shells that were scattered on the ground.

The second brother's body was snow-white, and his soft white fur exploded into a ball in Mi's hand, with a piece of long-haired animal skin tightly held in his mouth.

As the ice and snow melted and the temperature gradually rose, the entire Qingshan tribe became busy.

The beastmen were busy hunting, patrolling, exploring rivers, and clearing snow, while the females were doing logistical work, counting the remaining food, taking care of the newborn cubs, and some, led by Surolo, tried to raise cuckoo beasts and bleating beasts, and collect seeds of nearby crops.

After the three allied tribes exchanged their unique materials with each other, Suroluo received a large number of construction points.

The flint and green vines of the Ling tribe opened her eyes again. After being exposed to the sun for several months in the warm season, the flint can provide a continuous supply of heat in the snow season. The Ling tribe likes to spread the flint at the bottom of the nest. The temperature emitted by the flint is enough to withstand the severe cold in the snow season.

The green vine is a vine that grows on the top of the snow-capped mountains. This slender green vine clings to the rocks covered with snow all year round. It can cure high fever and redness and swelling caused by low temperature, and can even dredge frozen blood vessels.

It seems that only the newly arrived Qingshan tribe relies on hunting and gathering for a living, and has no life-saving trump cards.

After unlocking the virtual map, the preparations for the migration became more urgent. Finally, when the ice and snow completely melted and the trees in the forest were lush again, the three tribes finally set out on the journey to find a new home.

The beastmen all transformed into huge beast forms, carrying their females, cubs, and miscellaneous belongings on their backs. The female cubs and females were gathered in the center of the team, while the underage beastmen followed behind their respective mothers.

Qinghe grabbed the long hair on the white wolf's neck tightly. The sound of wind whistled in her ears and her eyes were blown tightly closed.

The two wolf cubs coiled around the beast father's head saw the female's frightened expression and curiously leaned over to lick her face.

Qinghe: #￥@%……

Before she could say anything to stop it, she felt a chill in her throat. She glanced helplessly at her two naughty boys, then leaned down and pressed herself against the big white wolf's neck.

Lin, who noticed the movement above his head, let out a low growl of fear, and the two cubs who were still jumping and trying to pry the female cub calmed down instantly.

The road of migration is not destined to be smooth. Although Su Luoluo has the powerful plug-in system, the endless unexpected situations on the road still catch people off guard.

During the migration, they also discovered that the nearby Dijia tribe had been wiped out in last year's snow season. The once vibrant valley was now left with only ruins and a few corpses of the Dijia people.

"It looks like they were attacked by a ferocious beast." The Ling tribe leader carefully identified the traces of a fight on the ground. He had never seen such sharp claw marks before. Could it be that a new predator had come here?

The Rabbit Tribe and the Earthly Tribe have always been on good terms. The beastmen of both tribes are not very strong in form and have relatively gentle temperaments. They make a living by growing berries and fruit trees.

Seeing the tragic situation in the valley, many of the rabbit beastmen who opposed the migration swallowed their grievances, their pale faces were filled with fear, and they secretly rejoiced at the action of their leader to migrate the tribe.

The chiefs decided to rest for a night in the valley of the Dijia tribe. The beastmen took off their belongings, built fires everywhere, and prepared dinner. Some beastmen went hunting in the deeper mountains and forests, preparing to find some cuckoo beasts and long-haired beasts to satisfy their hunger.

After waiting for a while, the beastmen of various tribes who returned from hunting not only carried bloody long-toothed beasts, but also a team of about a hundred people following behind them.

As the core of the three-tribe alliance, Surolo soon received news that a group of elephant beastmen wanted to join their migrating team.

The elephant beastmen in front of him were dressed in rags, and there were almost no females in the team. The Ling tribe leader looked around but couldn't see the elephant tribe leader.

Su Luoluo was a little puzzled. She had heard from Di before that to the north of the Qingshan tribe there was a Mangshan tribe composed of mammoth-like beastmen. Logically, the other side should also be a large tribe, so how come it is so destitute now?

Xiang Mang looked at Su Luoluo in confusion. She was wearing animal skin embroidered with strange patterns. Her skin was fair and her face was rosy. The leaders of the Ling tribe, the Rabbit tribe and the Qingshan tribe were standing behind her.

"This is the messenger of the beast god, the witch Su Luoluo." While the witch doctor arranged for people to carry the wounded elephants to the back, he explained to the beastman in front of him. "Mang, where are your brother and beast father?"

Witch? A trace of grief flashed in Xiang Mang's eyes: "Master witch doctor, master witch, we are the only ones left in the Mangshan tribe."

"The last snowy season was too long, and the food stored in our tribe was not enough. Some old beastmen and females gave up eating. Unfortunately, a group of powerful beasts attacked our tribe while rushing from the north to the west. My father and brother went to see the beast god during the confrontation."

"Because their habitat was destroyed, the females and their cubs all fell into coma and became sick from the severe cold... and eventually they too served the beast god."

Looking at the trembling mouth of the big man in front of him, Su Luoluo suddenly felt sorry for him. "We in the Qingshan Alliance welcome all friends to join us. As long as you are friendly allies and work hard, we can build a new home together."

"As for those members of our tribe who have passed away, they have turned into stars in the sky and returned to the embrace of the Beast God!"

With a flash of white light, the wounds on the elephant beastman were healed instantly.

Xiang Mang stared at the holy female in front of him in disbelief, stammering: "You, you are actually a witch!"

This is not a story made up by the mother to deceive her cubs. At the critical moment of life and death of the beast tribe, the messenger of the Beast God will really come!

"Xiangmang represents the Mangshan tribe's willingness to submit to the witch, follow the instructions of the beast god, and rebuild their homeland!"

After tasting the new dishes developed by the witch, the elephant orcs completely integrated into the Qingshan Alliance and decided to leave their ancestral land and follow the witch's footsteps to the unknown distance.

"Qinghe, what are you looking at?" Mila brought her orcs over and saw her friend staring blankly at the huge bonfire in the center of the valley.

"Nothing." Qinghe's eyes were gentle. Not far away, Lin was feeding the tough wolf cubs. She felt a little regretful. The legendary first city-state in the beast world could already vaguely see its shape.