In the simple animal-skin tent, the deep green light of the healing magic gradually dissipated.

The originally noisy environment suddenly became quiet.

One male orc thought he had seen a miracle before he died, and closed his eyes peacefully. He was awakened by an excited slap from the female orc who was taking care of him.

“Oh my God!”

"Ha ha!"

"Beast God, have mercy! Beast God, bless us!"

The orc who was greeted with a slap sat up in a daze, as if he had finally reacted. He touched left and right, but that was not enough. After that, he jumped off the bed and bounced twice.

"I'm fine! My injury is healed! Hahaha!"

"I'm fine too!" Another orc with blood on his neck touched his neck and jumped off the bed to respond.

"Me too!"

"Oh my god~ My injury is gone, hahahaha."

The orcs in the tent were so excited that they turned back into their beast forms and ran around in the tent, almost knocking down Damon and others who were standing at the door of the tent.

Tag and Holly, who were standing a little further back, saw that the orcs were so excited that they looked a little crazy, and they all held their foreheads.

It’s over. The little guy was too powerful this time and displayed his abilities too quickly. How are they going to end this?

Even Jeremy didn't expect that this cute and soft little girl was so powerful. Even her father's magic concentration seemed to be unable to catch up with her.

Damon finally reacted after being bumped by his own people. He turned around and grabbed Holly's clothes excitedly: "Are you tree people so powerful?"

Holly, who didn't have time to show off his healing magic, said: "Ha-haha--that's about right."

Holly laughed it off awkwardly, trying to get away with it.

Jeremy glanced at Holly and Tag and complained in his heart.

I'm afraid the difference is huge. Using the same healing magic, the two of them can save one person, while Lingling may be able to save a hundred. How can it be the same? It can only fool these orcs who have no knowledge of magic.

Damon also knew that he had lost his composure. You know, in the past, when orcs were injured, they would rely on their own strong physique and some herbs to slowly recover.

The human magicians would not treat them. In their eyes, orcs were inferior and not worthy of their treatment.

Therefore, many orcs who could not survive returned to the Beast God, and those who survived also suffered many hidden injuries.

Now, Lingling's move seemed almost like a miracle to him. How could he not be excited?

Damon gently smoothed Holly's clothes, his voice choked up: "Good! Good! That's amazing."

"My two friends from the Tree People, there's no need for you to show off. If a child is this powerful, you should be even more powerful. Don't waste your magic power."

Jeremy, who feels like he is deceiving an honest orc: No, that's not the case.

"As an old man, I believe this child is from the Tree People. After all, the children of our Orcs don't have this blessing and it's impossible for them to learn such advanced magic."

Damon couldn't help but shed two tears.

Tyke, who was beside him, was a little overwhelmed by the situation and had to change the subject: "Grandpa Damon, look, Tyger is coming over with the child."

The tall and strong Tiger ran over with a happy face, holding the black and white ball in his arms. "Grandpa Damon, whose child is this? This is amazing. Did you see it just now? We are all fine, all of us! We are fine now, there is nothing wrong with us."

Damon saw him coming, wiped his tears, turned around, and looked at him kindly... with Lingling in his arms.

"Little guy, come here, let grandpa hug you, okay?"

Lingling didn't move when the stranger Tiger held her. She knew Tiger meant no harm. Seeing the old man inviting her to a hug, she extended her paw without hesitation: "Okay~"

Damon quickly took Lingling and hugged her tightly to calm his turbulent emotions.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, little baby." Damon kept thanking Lingling.

Lingling sensed that the old man was both sad and happy. Although she couldn't quite understand his emotions, she still replied in a childish tone, "You're welcome~"

Damon heard the soothing tone in the baby's voice, and cursed himself inwardly for still needing a child to comfort him at his age. He pulled himself together and gave instructions to Tiger, who was still looking at him reluctantly in his arms.

"Tiger, go hunting with the other beastmen who were just rescued by this child. Hunt more. We will treat your little benefactor to a good feast at noon today."

Of course Tiger had no objection. After hearing Damon's arrangement, he turned around and ran away.

Tag, who was standing by, quickly stopped them and said, "My friend, that's not necessary!"

Tiger turned around, a puzzled look on his face, as if wondering who they were.

Damon quickly explained to him: "These are the children's people. They are from the tree people."

Then he turned to look at Tag, also with a confused look on his face, and asked, "Little brother, don't you eat meat? We can ask the tribesmen to pick some wild fruits. There are quite a lot of wild fruits in the forest this season. You don't have to refuse."

Tag knew that the other party had misunderstood, and touched Lingling in Damon's arms. She was looking obediently at the orcs who were gradually gathering outside the door after hearing the noise.

She explained a little embarrassedly, "Just like I said before, we had an accident on the way and the child was taken away by a bird. We also need to hurry to visit the mermaid tribe. Time is a bit tight so we can't delay. However, we appreciate the thoughtfulness of this meal."

When Damon heard they were about to leave, he felt a little reluctant. He looked at the well-behaved Lingling in his arms and asked persistently, "Can't we eat lunch before we leave? The child just said she wanted to play with the little beastmen outside."

When Lingling heard the little beastman, she also waved her little paw and said happily, "Play! Lingling wants to play!"

Tag: ...My little cotton-padded jacket is leaking.

It was Holly who just reminded him that Sophia and Jeffrey were still waiting for them.

Then Elder Ashley also gave them nine days. If they did not return within nine days, they would come out to look for Lingling.

It's a difficult situation now.

Jeremy thought for a moment and then said, "How about this, I'll go back to my brother and sister and tell them Lingling is fine, so they don't worry."

"We'll meet you at the clearing we saw last night after we're done. After lunch, hurry out of the forest. We'll increase our speed this afternoon, so it shouldn't take too long."

Tag looked at him, then at Lingling, whose eyes were full of longing. After hesitating for a moment, he finally nodded.

"Okay, I'll trouble you then. Can you find the way out of the forest?"

The muscular Tyke immediately responded, "I'll take this little brother, don't worry! I promise it'll be no problem!"

Jeremy was about to say that he couldn’t find it: Okay, the problem is solved perfectly.

Seeing that the problem had been solved, Damon was happy. The old man put down his cane and walked straight towards the little orcs with Lingling in his arms.

Lingling: Children, Lingling is here!