usatvline Chapter 90 Strange Beastmen
Chapter 90 Strange Beastmen
"Hey, what are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed." Lin Baiyan turned his head and saw Lang Cang staring intently at the ceramic dish in his hand, his expression a little strange.
Lang Cang saw the person in front of him, snapped out of his daze, and shook his head. "It's nothing."
It's best not to talk about things that damage the image of male orcs.
He changed the subject at the right moment, "After Leopard Road returned from patrol last night, he said he saw traces of strange orcs around the tribe."
Lin Baiyan frowned subconsciously. "Do you know who they are?"
In this freezing weather, most orcs should be holed up in their tribes, so how come there are still orcs outside?
Lang Cang shook his head. "Leopard Road said the activity was not very noticeable, and the number of people involved should not be large, but we don't know the specifics yet."
Orcs have a very strong sense of territory. Generally, the distance between tribes is very large, and they will not visit each other unless there is a reason, otherwise others will think that you are going to attack them.
If there were already tribes in this area, the orcs would not have chosen to establish their territory here.
This is why they searched for so many days without finding any trace of other tribes; they were probably too far away.
Lang Cang originally planned to find out about the tribes in the north beforehand, establish good relations, and then find out where their trading markets were located.
When it was time to set off the following spring, we wouldn't be completely clueless.
After searching for a long time without finding any trace of orcs, they had no choice but to search further south.
Hearing Lang Cang say this, Lin Baiyan put down the ceramic plate in his hand, looking somewhat worried. "Could it be that the beastmen who originally lived here have returned?"
If it weren't for the unbearable hardship, no one would willingly leave the place where they grew up. Perhaps those beastmen from the north would have returned to their homeland.
Wolf Cang shook his head. "The north is cold, and almost no orcs are willing to live here. It's unlikely."
"Don't worry, I'll have them increase patrols these next couple of days, and the cubs shouldn't run off to play."
Lin Baiyan nodded seriously, "I will tell Grandma Xiyang and the others, and tell them not to run around recklessly."
Looking at Lin Baiyan's paranoid expression, Lang Cang chuckled, "Don't worry, even if there are unfamiliar orcs, we're not necessarily at a disadvantage right now."
After they arrived in the north, there were no more natural disasters. Everyone worked diligently, ate well and dressed warmly, and even had extra meals from time to time. Everyone gained a lot of weight.
In their daily lives, Lin Baiyan provided them with clothes and charcoal, and even took the time to teach them arithmetic. Lin Baiyan probably didn't realize that the people in their tribe were completely different from before!
He felt that even if someone encountered members of their former tribe, they might not be able to recognize them.
Lang Cang couldn't describe the feeling, but this was probably the kind of spirit Lin Baiyan often talked about...
After telling Lin Baiyan about this, Lang Cang immediately increased the number of training sessions for the hunting team to ensure that there were male beastmen on guard at all times.
The matter of the strange orcs will be put aside for now.
After this batch of pottery was fired, the beastmen put it all into the cave for safekeeping.
Lin Baiyan returned to his cave. He had said he would make a groomer for Lang Cang. Lin Baiyan went into the room and found the cow horn that he had exchanged with Tu Lin.
These are the horns of a giant bull. They have many. Animal horns, teeth, feathers, and such things are generally used for decorations, and not many orcs exchange them for them.
Lin Baiyan traded it for a small piece of beast meat.
He wanted to make a horn comb. The method of making it is not much different from that of a wooden comb, except that horn is less prone to static electricity and feels more comfortable to the touch.
Wolf Cang's beast form is so big, if you comb it with a wooden comb, wouldn't it turn into a messy little dog?
Lin Baiyan's mind automatically conjured up the image of the scruffy little dog doll he had seen in the mall, which overlapped with Lang Cang's face, with a 90% similarity!
He chuckled involuntarily as he imagined that scene.
He worked with great skill, shaping the ox horn into the form he needed, and then slowly polishing the comb teeth with stone slabs.
Just then, a commotion arose downstairs, followed by the sound of footsteps rushing up to the second floor. It was Lu Xiao.
He looked anxious and ran quickly to Lin Manyan, grabbing his hand. "Come with me! Someone's stealing our food!"
Lin Baiyan: "???"
what's the situation?
Before Lin Baiyan could even ask a question, he pulled her towards the large cave.
As soon as he entered the cave, he saw most of the beastmen gathered there, their faces filled with obvious anger.
In the eyes of the orcs, food is the most important thing for their survival, and stealing their food is tantamount to trying to kill them!
Several male orcs rolled up the sleeves of their animal skin coats, their faces contorted with murderous intent.
This is no joke. The struggle for survival resources has always been a common war on the orcish continent. Conflicts frequently break out between tribes over issues such as food, water, and territory. This situation is so common that it can be described as everyday occurrence.
In this world, the law of the jungle prevails, and only the strong can survive.
War is almost inevitable. The victor will gain all the resources and land of the vanquished, including their orcs and cubs. Most of the male orcs will be brutally killed.
Such wars are often filled with bloodshed and violence, but for the orcs, it is a necessary means of survival. In this cruel world, nothing is more important than staying alive.
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Lin Baiyan subconsciously searched for Lang Cang's figure in the crowd. Lang Cang was standing in the middle. He walked into the crowd and approached him, tugging at his sleeve.
Lang Cang was frowning as he looked at the captured orc in front of him when he felt a slight tightening on his left arm. He looked up along his arm and saw the young man's nervous and curious face.
Lin Baiyan asked him in a low voice, "What exactly happened? Lu Xiao didn't explain it to me clearly either."
Lang Cang lowered his head and whispered in Lin Baiyan's ear, gesturing to the side as he spoke, "When Xiong Fei and the others were patrolling, they caught a few of them over at Potato Mountain. They said they were acting suspiciously, like they were trying to dig potatoes."
Lin Baiyan followed Lang Cang's gaze to the corner, where several orcs were tied up tightly with straw ropes and thrown against the wall, their faces covered in tears, their eyes filled with fear, and their bodies trembling.