Chapter 113: The Early Death of the Orc World 1
A small river flows quietly outside the lush forest, and on the other side of the river lies an orc tribe.
It was already sunset, and the hunting team returned shouting and carrying their bloody prey. The orc cubs playing in the tribe all gathered around them, looking at their heroes with sparkling eyes.
After a burst of noise, Lin carried the Cuckoo Beast that was assigned to him and walked towards the northeast corner of the tribe.
In the stone house, Qinghe was lifting the animal skin on the stone bed. Some black insects crawled into the cracks between the stones and quickly disappeared.
Qinghe: …………
Thinking about how he slept on these bugs yesterday, Qing He suddenly felt itchy.
Suddenly, there was a sound of something heavy falling outside the door. She put the animal skin on the stone bench beside her, and when she came out, she saw only a receding figure.
The cuckoo beast was lying straight on the ground, the remaining blood dripping from the wound on its neck to the ground, quickly dyeing the land at the door red.
It was thanks to her that she had exchanged for the skill of "Strong as an Ox", otherwise she would not be able to drag this cuckoo beast. But when she thought of the subsequent cleanup, Qinghe couldn't help but frown.
This time she traveled to a book about orc infrastructure. The heroine Su Luoluo traveled to this ancient continent with a life system, formed a relationship with the White Tiger Orc Emperor, and relied on the system to improve the lives of the orcs.
Of course, there will be conflicts with other orcs in the process.
The continent is estimated to be in an ice age, with snow covering nearly half of the year.
The original owner was frozen to death in the stone house during this snowy season.
We have to mention the setting of this continent here. The original inhabitants are divided into two categories: beastmen and females. Beastmen can naturally switch between human and beast forms. They are mainly responsible for hunting and guarding the tribe. Females are between beastmen and humans, retaining some animal characteristics.
For example, she has fox ears and a tail. The retention of these features makes her hearing very sensitive and her body has a good sense of balance.
Of course, females are responsible for gathering food and staying behind, and their main task is to reproduce.
The original owner's mother died of illness during the last tribe migration, and the original site of the tribe has been covered with thick snow.
The original owner's father was attacked by a sawtooth beast during a hunting trip some time ago and also died.
The original owner couldn't accept this reality and fainted. It was at this time that Chen Qian traveled through time.
The female's wish is simple. She just wants to live well and die of old age.
There were orcs in the tribe who pursued young females. After all, she was pretty, with skin as white as snow, and her eyes were full of liveliness. But she rejected them all.
Carefully reviewing the memories in her mind, Chen Qian helplessly moved the fiery red fox ears on her head. Could the original owner have... a phobia of beasts?
She didn't like the fierce furry creatures of the tribe, such as tigers, lions, leopards, wolves, and bears. Instead, she preferred the gentle-looking orcs like her father.
This year's snowstorm was particularly severe and lasted for a particularly long time. The food stored in the tribe was not enough, and the tribe had no time to take care of the single original owner. By the time they remembered, the original owner had already died of hypothermia.
Thinking of this, Qinghe felt a sense of urgency. There was only a month left before the snow season, and she had to store enough food and firewood during this time.
"Lin, you went to Qinghe's house again." Seeing his son coming back from the night empty-handed, Gu joked with amusement.
Lin jumped into her own yard, her ears slightly reddened under her white hair, but her face remained calm, "Yeah."
Then he squatted opposite his father to help deal with the prey that was allocated to him today.
Cang looked up at his son and asked, "Did you send the Gugu Beast to Qinghe? Did you help her deal with it?"
"Hmm?" There was confusion between Shen Jing's brows.
Cang sneered in his heart. His son was indeed too young. "If you don't help Qinghe, how is she going to divide such a big cuckoo?"
Lin paused for a moment, but suddenly remembered Qinghe carrying a large stone home in the back mountain last time. He was instantly attracted by the power hidden under that weak body.
"It's no use thinking about it now." Gu smeared a thin layer of yellow salt on the meat that the father and son had cut, then strung it with a rope and hung it under the stone eaves. "Rin should go help Qinghe tomorrow. It would be best if we could make an appointment before the snow season."
"Yeah." He responded softly and followed his father to the small river in front of the tribe to wash his paws.
The cold moonlight spread over the river surface. A nearly 3-meter-long snow wolf poked its head out from the ripples and swam to the shore.
In the moonlight, he shook off the water droplets on his hair, then ran in the tribe with vigorous steps until he stopped in front of the hut in the southeast corner. He pricked up his ears to listen to the movements in the house. Well, the little female was sleeping soundly.
He circled the stone house a few times, making sure there was no danger, then lingered in the corner of the house, leaving his scent, before stepping into the night with his ears quivering with satisfaction.
The next day, Qinghe got up early with a sense of life in her heart.
She opened the door, took out the stone from the groove, and opened the wooden door. As the snow season approached, the sun rose later and later. The branches of the big tree in front of the door were covered with white frost, and the tribe was shrouded in a layer of light mist.
Because her father's animal form was a red fox, a stone house was specially built at the innermost part of the tribe, with a small hill behind it.
The chill on her face made Qinghe shudder. The remaining sleepiness in her head disappeared instantly, and her eyes were filled with clear and tearful light.
If she wanted to go to the big river in front of the tribe, she would need to cross most of the tribe with the animal skins, so she simply went around the small hill behind the house, where there was a small stream flowing down from the mountain.
It was near the dry season and the stream was very shallow. Qinghe stood on a large rock pier on the shore and spread out the animal skins one by one.
The animal skin, which had not been washed for who knows how long, had a greasy black sheen, with occasional red hair mixed in, which must have been shed by her father.
Taking a deep breath, Qinghe took out the green soapwort from the cloth bag, wrapped the soapwort into the animal skin and soaked it in the stream water, then rubbed it vigorously. After a while, the animal skin was covered with foam.
After washing them four or five times, the water near the stream was no longer black. By the time the six animal skins were washed clean, she was so tired that she could not even straighten her back.
The water-soaked animal skins were big and heavy. Qinghe was dumbfounded looking at the pile of them on the stone pier. How was she going to carry them back?
Ming looked at the stunned little female from a distance and couldn't help shaking his head, shouting loudly: "Qinghe."
Just now, when he was patrolling here, he happened to see a little female coming here alone to wash animal skins. Although this place is also within the tribe, there are very few orcs coming here, so he waited by the side to ensure the safety of the little female.
Generally speaking, females do not go out alone. They are accompanied by either their father or a partner.
But thinking that Qinghe's father and mother were both gone, and that she had just reached adulthood, Ming couldn't help but feel a little more pity for the child.
"Uncle Ming." Qinghe greeted him obediently, turned his head to look at the animal skin on the shore, with embarrassment in his eyes.
Ming understood and picked up the pile of wet animal skins, signaling the little female to follow him quickly.
Qinghe hung the animal skins on the branches of two big trees in front of the door. When he turned around to thank Ming, he saw that he had turned into a leopard. In the blink of an eye, the leopard disappeared.
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She was stunned again, and suddenly felt like she had come to the animal world.
And the leopard's shiny fur looked very good to be rubbed, but it was a pity that it was not from her family.
I walked into the house and pulled out three ground beans from the fire in the kitchen. The round skin was roasted black by the remaining fire. These ground beans are one of the staple foods of the tribe in winter.
She broke the ground beans open with force, and a burst of heat rose with the snow-white flesh. She took a sip and the delicate and soft taste seemed to be a combination of baked potatoes and baked sweet potatoes. She quickly finished three ground beans.
At this moment, there was a chaotic noise outside the house.
"Did you hear that the hunting team seems to have rescued a foreign miko?"
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