Orcs Build a Well-off Society

Ye Ying shook when the night breeze blew.

In a quiet environment, apart from the occasional crackling in the fire, only the gurgling voice in the stomach of civilization was particularly loud.

Palos saw that civilization's face had become red since the sound of "Gurulu" appeared, and the orange-red fire was particularly charming, more charming than the Orcs in the tribe. Palos surreptitiously swallowed, and quickly raised the Humming Beast that was roasting above the fire, tearing off a piece of boneless flesh from the thigh and handing it to Civilization without any expression.

Civilization has long been hungry. Before, he also faintly smelled the aroma of barbecue. Although he said that he could eat a bite before, Civilization is a typical "eye-hungry" kind. At this moment, I saw the other side handed over a piece. My two palms are wide and I can’t help but smoke when I have meat after four or five centimeters, but it’s hard to see the hospitality (?) Civilization has to reach out and take it, thinking that he is a man. A man is not just a big bowl. Do you drink and eat meat?

"Sizzle—"Civilization did not expect the freshly roasted meat to be so hot, or that the piece of meat that Palos passed over would be so hot as if it weren't being hot at all. Fortunately, Palos caught the flesh that had fallen from the hands of civilization at the very moment, otherwise the civilization would die a pity.

Palos looked at civilization and knew that the other party was probably burned. He couldn't help cursing himself: Didn’t he know that Xiao Ming is softer and tenderer than other Orcs? ! He didn't even think about waiting for the meat to dry for a while before giving it to him! Xiao Ming won't be angry anymore? Palos looked guiltily at the civilization blowing on his fingers, and a low and guilty voice slowly slipped from his throat: "...I'm sorry, Xiao Ming, I didn't think about it well..."

Could it be that after seeing the sub-orcs who made him want to protect him, Palos said that he really took good care of each other, so that he could leave a good impression in his heart. But I blame myself for not taking care of the Orcs, and I don't know how to take care of this civilization, which is weaker than the ordinary Orcs (?). Alas, I had known that I should have learned from Crusch and Sigmund how to get along with the demi-orcs. But to the sub-orcs in the tribe, he can't feel the same way he feels towards Xiao Ming now! Could it be that this is the guidance of Lord Beast God...

Civilization has both eyes on the flesh, and completely ignores Palos's "Xiao Ming", but just waved his hand casually: "It's okay, it's all because I am too weak."...(>_<)..., Flesh, when will you be able to kiss my stomach? The so-called one rebirth and two rebirths, the unconsciousness of civilization at this moment has become the starting point for the name that Palos and others will call "Xiao Ming" with the tenacious vitality of a cockroach.

When the meat just doesn't get hot, civilization can't wait to take a bite: The barbeque **** horse is the most loved! Oh, this taste, is it pork? Chew chew...huh? Civilization slowed down the speed of chewing, and took another bite without believing in evil, ooh, even though it is hot meat, it still can't cover up the smell of raw fish...

Thinking of this, civilization said miserably: "Um... Palos, you didn't put salt?" Aow, there is no cumin or honey, but salt is a must!

But he didn't expect Palos to look at civilization with some doubts, a little strange: "...Salt? What is that?"

Oh sell Lei Di quack! Civilization wanted to hit the piece of meat in his hand to death, but he didn't even know what salt was? This...what is this place? ! But sometimes civilization has an ostrich mentality. He didn't immediately ask Palos to solve the doubt in his heart. He just ate the meat in his hand dullly, and finally hit a small hiccup.

He shook his head and waved his hand and rejected Palos’s suggestion for another piece. He didn’t notice the worried look on Palos’s facial paralysis: Lord Beast God, Xiao Ming is not only soft like a cub, but even has such a small appetite. He used to You must be having a bad time, right? Otherwise, he would not appear alone in this forest.

Fortunately, I discovered him, how can I survive in such a soft and small orc? Did he separate from the original tribe? Hey, if this is the case, how about inviting him to your own tribe? After all, the sub-orcs are weak and small, and the survival rate of a tribe is not known how many times greater than a single survival rate! But the little guy is so cute, eh, maybe you can settle down first? Palos has never had such a strong desire for monopoly, think about the little guy curled up in his arms and smiled sweetly at him, oh...

Civilization didn't know that Palos was hiding under the paralyzed face, "the magnificent" Xiao Jiujiu, he just wiped his hand on a leaf next to him after eating, it was painful without a napkin or anything. In fact, he can still make a bowl of cabbage soup now. It’s still too greasy to eat meat and horses...

Civilization watched Palos kill a roast pig that was about the same as him and had a hind leg missing within three minutes after he stopped eating, and the pair of apricot eyes opened wider. He dare to say that the human beings he knows cannot have such a powerful stomach. And at this time, the hindsighted civilization remembered that people in this strange place can speak Mandarin?

But why is it so... so... I couldn't help but feel a little worried about civilization. He looked at the wrap around him wrapped in a down jacket, and he looked at Palos, who has Asian black hair but looks like a European male model. (Yes, this name is obviously not Chinese.) Slowly he spoke: "Palos... I can ask, where is this place?"

Palos once again looked at Civilization with a puzzled look. When he met the cautious eyes of the other party, he was cute again, and coughed before he said: "This is an ancient wilderness..."