Chapter 60
The deserted city is a place destined to be gray and desolate. There is sandstorms everywhere and no green can grow from this barren land. Only the orcs, who have reached a desperate situation but are ridiculously tenacious, are still struggling on this land.
There is only yellow sand, scorching sun and desolation here. If you stay in this land for a long time, your heart will start to have problems.
It is the vastness and loneliness of being in the world, it is the powerlessness of seeing the whole life at a glance, which will make any powerful orc feel powerless and gloomy.
The orcs seemed destined to struggle in this desolate and endless yellow sand until the entire race disappeared from this world.
How much longer can the beasts survive in this world? Why are they struggling so hard to survive? Isn't it already hopeless enough?
But... they still want to survive!
A strong wind blew, but this time it brought not sand and dust, but the extremely unfamiliar rustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other. The fruity fragrance lingered past the tip of the nose, and in a moment it penetrated into the lungs and reached the soul.
The old orcs sitting there looked up at the tree, at the green that had never appeared in the deserted city, and they did not take their eyes off it for a long time.
"Here." The childish voice brought them back to their senses, and the orcs looked in the direction of the voice.
Under the big tree, a fair and tender cub was handing the red fruit in his hand to the little orc who was sitting on the ground and looked particularly dark and skinny compared to him.
The little orc named Huyou stared at Jiaojiao in front of him with dull eyes, and subconsciously reached out to take the fruit when he handed it to him.
The fruit in her hand was taken away. Jiaojiao lowered her head and wiped her hands on her clothes. She looked up and saw Hu You holding the fruit blankly without eating it. She stretched out her hand and pushed him, with a hint of confusion in her little voice: "Eat it!"
Hu You, who was suddenly brought back to his senses by his touch, subconsciously followed his instructions, lowered his head and bit the fruit in his hand hard.
The plump juice bursts out, and the taste that has never been felt before spreads from the taste buds and reaches the nerve endings at an extremely fast speed.
Xiaohu You was stunned again because of the taste he had never tasted before.
"Is it sweet?" Jiaojiao asked, looking up at her little face.
"Hmm." Hu You nodded quickly, "Sweet, very sweet."
"You can eat sweet things, but you can't eat bitter things." Jiaojiao pointed at the fruit in his hand, then pointed at the black bitter root in Arela's hand, and her fair and tender face tried to put on a serious expression.
Hu You nodded slowly, tightly holding the bitten fruit in his hand, and then looked up at the unfamiliar big tree in front of him that he had only heard of from the big beastmen.
Although he was not as shocked and moved as those experienced old beastmen, his young heart was still beating when he saw the tree in front of him grow from nothing to something.
It was a kind of ignorant reverence and shock for life!
Not understanding why he was staring at the tree in a daze, Jiaojiao tilted his head. Just as he was about to ask, Hesnemen suddenly appeared beside him, bent down and picked him up.
Jiaojiao looked up at her father and was stunned for a moment before narrowing her eyes and calling out in a sweet voice, "Dad."
"Yeah." Hesnemen poked his cheek: "Are you hungry?"
You know what, I missed the little guy a little bit after not seeing him all morning.
The sudden appearance of this figure was too dazzling, and the old beastmen who were looking up at the tree subconsciously looked over here.
The sunlight danced on the man's long golden hair, reflecting a dazzling luster.
The old orcs who were gazing at this ray of light subconsciously trembled in their hearts and wanted to surrender. They didn't know where this feeling came from, so they quickly lowered their eyes and no longer dared to look at the golden light.
Jiaojiao touched her belly, her dark eyes sparkling as she looked at her father, and said crisply, "I'm hungry."
"You're hungry and you don't even know how to go back." Hesnemen touched his belly and found that it was indeed flatter than usual, so he picked him up and turned to leave.
When they left, Jiaojiao, who was in her father's arms, stuck her head out and waved to Huyou, who was sitting on the ground in a daze: "Goodbye."
Sitting on the ground with his head down, not daring to look at Hesniemen, Hu You reacted a little late and said, "Goodbye."
Hesnemen carried Jiaojiao away. He walked in the barren and desolate deserted city, which was brighter than the sunlight. However, the orcs who noticed the two figures, one big and one small, along the way mostly fixed their eyes on Jiaojiao, who was in Hesnemen's arms and looking up at him and saying something.
The sunlight fell on the bright white skin, casting a brilliant white glow. When he looked up at the person holding him, his big, dark eyes were filled with a smile like broken stars.
Such a cub was too soft, and the orcs who set their eyes on him were easily defeated.
After Jiaojiao followed the adult away, Arela, who was still staying in the valley, looked up at the tree in front of him.
She was shocked as she looked at the tree.
Logically, she shouldn't have been so shocked after seeing the tree in the yard, but she always thought that the tree in the yard was the masterpiece of that adult.
Before this, she had never imagined that Jiaojiao, who looked only two years old, had such extraordinary abilities.
Any orc in her position would have the same thoughts as her.
After all, it was a cub that looked only two years old. Even if it was an elf who was born with a super high talent for plants and trees, it would be impossible for it to have the ability to make a tree grow into a towering tree in such a short time when it was a cub.
Besides, this is a deserted city!
A barren land without water, fertile and moist soil, and no sign of life as far as the eye can see.
Even the elves can't make plants grow in such a place.
Yes, not even the elves can make trees grow here!
The old orcs sitting in various corners of the valley, gazing up at the towering tree, began to hesitate. They began to think the tree before them was an illusion. How could there be any life other than their own orcs in the deserted city, a place despised by the gods?!
They stood up and walked forward, standing under the tree hesitantly, clenching and unclenching their hands several times before finally raising their hands and touching it with trembling hands.
When the rough and moist bark of the tree reached their brains through touch, tears suddenly fell from the corners of their eyes, flowing down along the wrinkles and ravines on their skinny faces, like a sparkling and intermittent stream.
In fact, it is just a tree. A tree cannot change anything. It cannot fill the stomachs of the entire orc tribe, nor can it change the harsh environment of the deserted city. The only thing it can do is to let these orcs whose lives are about to come to an end see a glimmer of hope and soothe their gloomy hearts.
When a ray of light is left in a place that has been dead and gray for too long, even if it does not play a big role, it still makes those who see it tremble and cry.
Because the light was allowed to remain in this place...
Because life was allowed to blossom in this place despised by God...
Three days later, when the hunting team came back exhausted, they saw the towering tree in the valley from a distance.
This scene was very strange to the returning hunting team, because this big tree that shouldn't have appeared was too out of place in the deserted city.
They quickly ran to the threshing ground and threw the ferocious beasts on their shoulders to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The captain of the hunting team, Erwins, looked up at the big tree in front of him. For them who had just come out from the depths of the Bian Forest, trees were not unfamiliar things.
But they still felt strange, because in this barren land of deserted city full of yellow sand and loess, there were no conditions for grass and trees to grow.
They could feel that the big tree in front of them was full of vitality and showed no signs of withering.
This is really strange!
In the clan house, the hunting team and the older orcs with say in the clan took their seats one by one. Compared with those older orcs, the hunting team sat further forward and had more say.
After all, in the beast tribe, strength is everything!
The main reason for gathering here this time was that Erwens wanted to know what was going on with the two foreigners, one big and one small, who appeared in the deserted city, and why the tribe had such an attitude towards them.
"Hope?" Ervens looked up at Arela standing in the room. Thinking of the cub he had specially visited, he sneered softly, his tone tinged with indifference, "No being can bear the orcs' hope, let alone a cub."
Arela retorted, "He can make plants grow in the deserted city, not just fruit trees, but also wheat and rice."
Ervens looked at the clearly unconvinced Arela before him and said, "The hope of the Orcs isn't simply about having the ability to make plants grow against their will. Beneath this name lies the blood feud accumulated over thousands of years, endless dangers, and a loathing from the gods so heavy it could crush any mountain."
Erwens pointed at the black mesh of threads on his right cheek and said, "God, this is the culprit that has caused the Beastmen to fall to this point. As long as this exists, we Beastmen will never be able to stand up again."
"The reason why we, the Beastmen, have been able to survive until now is because we are huddled in this place called Desolate City. The living environment is harsh and the resources are scarce. Those races are happy to see us struggling to survive, so they give us this little chance to survive."
“Whenever a deserted city becomes a place rich in resources and supplies, what awaits us is death.”
"They'll kill the cub, kill us, in the name of God!"
Erwens' words were so deafening that they immediately woke up the clan leaders and uncles who had been inspired by Arela's beautiful descriptions and the hopes they might have aroused.
It's not that they don't know what's really trapping the orcs, but they have been struggling in the gray misery for too long. Seeing so many cubs and orcs starving to death, they have gradually forgotten the most fundamental thing and only want to make the orcs live a better life.
His gaze fell on their dismal and disappointed faces, and Ervens said, "But we can indeed trade with them."
"It's no wonder they dare to come to the Beast Tribe and claim to be gods, given their abilities. However, since they dare to pretend to be gods, it means they are prepared to be hated by other races. In that case, the Desolate City is indeed their only place to stay."
"We took them in and let them settle down here, and they used their abilities to grow wheat fields and orchards for us."
Arela raised his head quickly and said, "Didn't you say that if we do this, death will be waiting for us?"
Ervens looked at her and said, "I'll have them plant wheat fields and orchards in secluded areas. On the surface, I'll still create the appearance that the beastmen are very poor. Bitterroots will still need to be dug, and the hunt will continue every five days."
"You are right to persuade the orcs in your tribe to be friendly to them, but many things require..."
While Erwens and the clan leader were discussing the matter in depth, Jiaojiao, carrying a bottle of milk, was following her new friend Hu You to the medical hall to see Hu You's grandmother.
Hu You's grandmother is only fifty years old, which is an age that is considered middle-aged or even young for any race on the Kana continent.
Fifty years old is still in childhood for the dragon clan, but it is already old for the beast clan, which also has a long history.
The reason for this is because of God's hatred.
Most of the orcs in the Beast Tribe have black threads interwoven like spider webs on their right faces.
Orcs with these black threads on their faces are infected with God's disgust. These black threads will spread from the right half of the body to the left half, constantly taking away the orcs' vitality.
Once they completely spread to the left and covered the entire body, the orc would die like dead grass, with its vitality drying up.
"Grandma, here." Hu You handed the fruit in his hand to the old orc lying on the bed with a wrinkled face.
The old orc waved his hands weakly, his old voice sounding very labored: "Grandma, don't, Fox You will eat it."
"I still have some." Hu You said as he placed the fruit next to Grandma's pillow. Then he bent down and picked up Jiaojiao, who was standing on the ground on tiptoe, looking up, and placed him next to the bed: "Grandma, this is my new friend. Don't underestimate him because he's small. He's very capable."
Hearing what Hu You said, Jiaojiao puffed out her chest and said in a soft voice without any modesty: "Yeah, Jiaojiao is amazing."
Having never seen such a cute cub before, Raya not only arched her eyebrows, but also smiled in her old voice: "Well, amazing."
After receiving the praise, Jiaojiao smiled and shook her short legs hanging by the bed, talking to Huyou's grandma in a baby voice.
Perhaps it was because she saw the child was in a good mood, Raya, who had been feeling weak for a while, suddenly felt strong again. She became interested and hummed an unknown tune to the cute snow-white little cub.
The old voice gives the melody a rich and distant feeling, like snow falling in the desert, like a young eagle shaking off the mud and taking off again.
Jiaojiao liked the tune very much and started to hum along haltingly. Seeing that he was interested, Laya patiently taught him.
Hu You, who was standing beside the bed, was still happy that his grandma liked his child, when he suddenly saw the black silk on his grandma's face slowly crawling forward, completely covering her entire face.
The little fox stood there in a daze, his mind blank. The next second he rolled and crawled out.
Big tears dripped from his gray-brown eyes, his face was full of panic and helplessness, his legs were so weak that he would fall after running two steps, and after falling he quickly got up and continued running.
At this moment, Hu You was like a puppy that fell into the water, wailing and frantically looking for a place where he could feel safe.
Jiaojiao, who was sitting by the bed, saw Hu You suddenly run out. She hurried to follow him, but couldn't get down because the bed was too high.
Laya was stunned when she saw Hu You's reaction, then she reached out and picked up Jiaojiao, who was lying on the bed and couldn't get down, and put her on the bed: "No need to go, he will be back soon."
When she said this, there was a slight tremor in Raya's old voice. She reached out and touched her left cheek, and a trace of unwillingness and regret flashed in her eyes.
The orcs born in the deserted city have known since they can remember that they will either die in the desert or die at the hands of God.
However, no matter how prepared you are for your own death, you will still feel unwilling and regretful when the time comes!
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