Chapter 119: The Early Death of the Orc World 7
Qinghe got a lot of food, all thanks to the food her father had accumulated in the first half of the warm season.
A huge bonfire was burning brightly. In the center of the tribe stood a huge clay jar with meat stewed in it. Under the guidance of Surolo, the older females brushed the meat skewers with the honey they had collected a few days ago and roasted them over the flames. The sweet smell soon made the little cubs surrounding them cry out in pleasure.
"Besides, the little ones are blessed when the witch comes. We didn't have so many delicious foods back then."
"Who says it's not true? At my age, I don't know if I can survive this year's snow season. If I can't, it's worth it to be able to eat these good things before I die."
"Don't say that. Look at how the witch has prepared all these delicious dishes in such a short time. When the warm season comes next year, the prey will come back and there will be even more delicious food."
"Yes, yes, just for those delicious foods, you have to endure more."
Everyone was talking at once to comfort the female living in the public beast cave.
Only old females whose children and husbands have all died live in communal dens.
Because hunting is extremely dangerous, the death rate of orcs in this world is much higher than that of females, but the birth rate of females is much lower than that of orcs.
The two are maintained in a delicate balance.
Therefore, everyone is proud to give birth to a female baby. After all, if you are unlucky, it is very likely that the orc baby you give birth to will die during the hunting.
Here, females are the guarantee for old-age care.
If a family never gives birth to a female child in their lifetime, although no one will say much, there will always be a hint of regret in their eyes.
So, occasionally this phenomenon occurs: if a female and her orc husband cannot give birth to a female child, then the female will tacitly find another orc to give birth to.
According to ancient teachings, females are the guarantee of a tribe's survival and reproduction.
The Am who spoke just now raised three orc children in his lifetime, but unfortunately they were all bitten to death by sawtooth beasts while hunting.
Lin put away several piles of her own food, then sat next to Qinghe to help her grill the meat, while also isolating herself from those covetous glances.
Although some orcs can accept their females looking for other orcs, his possessiveness is very strong. If you want to snatch someone from him, you have to beat me first!
Qinghe held her head and looked at the sacrificial ceremony above curiously. The ceremony here was not serious at all. The witch doctor was holding a walking stick and singing a ballad that she could not understand. Su Luoluo, as a witch, knelt devoutly in front of a stone statue and prayed silently. Twelve warriors with strange patterns painted on their faces sang and danced around them.
The people below were eating, drinking and chatting with each other.
The witch doctor's voice gradually became louder: "Respected Beast God, under your guidance, the Qingshan tribe has made sufficient preparations for the snow season!
Look at the beastmen below, roasting by the bonfire, their stomachs full, and happy smiles on their faces!
These are all the changes that you, the maid sent by the great beast god - the witch Su Luoluo, have brought to the Qingshan tribe!
Our respect for you is like this everlasting bonfire. We hope you can send down your oracles and give the Qingshan tribe more guidance!"
Then he sang an ancient and wild ballad, and the square, which had just been bustling with people, suddenly became quiet.
As the witch doctor sang his rough songs, the entire tribe bowed their heads and prayed that they could get through the snow season safely.
It was the first time for Qinghe and Su Luoluo to experience such a scene, and both of them were filled with unspeakable emotions.
After the song ended, Su Luoluo's face flushed. She looked at the pairs of hopeful eyes below her with shining eyes, and silently swore in her heart that she must make sure everyone gets through this snow season safely.
"Well, the animal sacrifice ceremony is officially over, and the animal god has heard everyone's prayers. Let's enjoy these delicacies!" The chief announced loudly, and then he pulled the witch doctor to join the tribe's carnival.
After having fun, Qinghe drank some fruit wine and staggered towards the cabin. It was strange that Lin had two heads today. Was he a two-headed wolf?
This is what she thought in the last moment before she lost consciousness.
Lin helplessly held the soft person in his arms; their food had not yet been brought home.
"Lin!" A single beastman came over with a hearty smile, "How about I help you send Qinghe home, and you carry the food back."
A strong murderous aura flashed across Rin's eyes, and he glanced at the orc with ill intentions.
"Don't put those little thoughts on Qinghe."
The orc retreated awkwardly.
In the end, it was his group of single dog brothers who helped him carry the food back. In recognition of their hard work, Qinghe should help them connect with females next year.
Looking at the two affectionate people in front, the beastmen carrying ground beans, cuckoo beasts, and sawtooth beast meat behind shed tears of envy.
The snowy season is long, and they also want to have a soft and warm nest of a female.
After putting the drunkard to bed, Rin sorted the food piled in the yard and put it in the cellar behind the house.
In a stone house not far away, Lin's parents were actively trying to give him a beastman brother or a female sister.
Considering the orc lifespan of 150 years, Canghegu is still in his prime.
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