Jiao Li found a dry large rock, covered it with animal skins, and then placed Long Zhenzhen on it.
Long Zhenzhen looked at the pale and skinny little female cub in front of her. When she saw her from a distance just now, she thought her hair was golden.
Now that I look closer, I realize that her hair is not only short, but also frizzy and abnormally white.
Just now she was at a high place, and under the sunlight, her hair reflected the sunlight, no wonder it looked golden.
A female cub can be so thin. It seems that the orcs on this island are really not living well.
However, after asking, Long Zhenzhen found out that this little female cub named Yu Jiao was already sixteen years old and would soon reach adulthood.
But her appearance and height are almost the same as those of the ten-year-old female cubs of the Ulan tribe...
Fortunately, at the age of sixteen, she already understood a lot of things. From her description, Long Zhenzhen finally knew the origin of the name of this city.
They are not actually orcs who originally lived on this isolated island. There were no orcs here. Their tribe was on the seashore, but the specific location had long become a legend, and it was only known that it was along the coast.
Hundreds of years ago, their ancestors experienced a sudden storm, and many orcs were swept into the sky by the wind.
How could the weak orcs resist the mighty power of nature? The orcs caught in the whirlwind could only scream in terror as they were pulled high into the sky.
Countless people were torn into pieces on the spot or thrown directly into the vast ocean.
The ancestors of the orcs on the island were very lucky. Although they were carried away from the tribe by the whirlwind, they miraculously survived.
Many orcs woke up on the shallows of this island.
So after waking up, they successfully reached the island and started a new life.
At the beginning, there were only dozens of orcs.
After hundreds of years of reproduction and continuous selection by natural disasters, there are only about a hundred orcs left, and the number of females is decreasing.
This island is isolated and helpless on the sea, as if it has been abandoned by the whole world, but the orcs on the island are still trying hard to reproduce from generation to generation.
The legends about their ancestors are now just legends. They no longer have any hope of leaving this sea area, so they formed their own tribe, called the Woguo Tribe.
The tribe is in the middle of the ocean. Every winter, during the cold season, the winds and waves are strong, making it particularly difficult to endure, so they need to use fire.
But some time ago, the only remaining fire of the tribe was extinguished in a thunderstorm.
In the past, they would take advantage of the receding sea water to pass through the sea and reefs to reach the adjacent volcanic island and get fire from the volcanic island.
Unfortunately, this time the sea water submerged all the reefs for many days, and they had no way to reach the volcanic island.
They placed their hopes on offering sacrifices to the Beast God, hoping that by sacrificing the female cub to the Beast God, they would be blessed and regain the fire to survive the cold season...
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