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The sound of thunder echoed, and the continuous rain washed over the valley, which was tinged with fresh green.
The first spring day of the Fantasy tribe this year was somewhat different from previous years. In the past, the orcs would gather below the altar to participate in the ritual, pleading with the priest to convey their sincerity to the Orc God and seek the Orc God's protection.
Starting this year, the Spring Festival was no longer called the Spring Festival; the priest named it the New Year.
The New Year is the most important festival at the beginning of each year, symbolizing a new beginning, a new season, and new harvests.
The priest had already led them in prayer, wishing for a bountiful harvest and the continuation of their lineage in the new year.
In addition to worshiping the gods, they would also prepare a feast.
Every orc in the tribe could receive extra meat than usual, and those with young orcs at home would also receive an additional animal skin to make new robes for the young ones.
The priest also said that since the tribe was newly established, resources were scarce, but as they developed, as long as they worked hard, their harvests would increase.
The orcs who had previously lived in the Yuan tribe had no doubt about the truth of the priest's words. Over the past few years, they had watched the Yuan tribe improve, but unfortunately... a once-in-a-century natural disaster forced them to leave and seek a new place to survive.
As for the orcs from other tribes who had merged in, since deciding to migrate south, they had developed a deep trust in the priest over the past half year, even to the point of blind faith.
The knowledge the priest imparted to them was unheard of, and he was also willing to teach them about medicinal herbs, treating illnesses and injuries, and generously guided them in developing and understanding new inheritances.
Across the entire wilderness continent, the Orc God's inheritance received by tribal priests was never taught to orcs other than the priest's disciples.
For this reason alone, the orcs held immense trust and admiration for their Priest Bai.
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Not long after the New Year, the festive atmosphere still lingered in every corner of the tribe.
The rain pattered down, and the orcs took shelter in their respective sheds, lighting fires, setting up cooking racks, and gathering around the fire for warmth, dividing tasks to prepare food.
Like the native orcs of Fantasy Land, the Mountain Lynx tribe, who had escaped from Huangyuan, also celebrated their first New Year.
Through their labor, they had exchanged for several types of meat: short-legged beasts, meaty beasts, and fresh river fish.
When A’Lie and Da’Mu returned to their wooden shed with several tribesmen carrying meat, each orc struggled to contain the emotions surging within them.
Da He and Xiao He were not as good at holding back; they rubbed their red eyes: "The orcs here have been really good to us. Since we were young, when have we ever eaten so much meat..."
The Mountain Lynx tribe orcs fell silent.
Xiao He: "Yes, the Priest is very kind, and the chief..." she whispered, "although he looks cold, he leads everyone in building houses every day and is always the first to do any heavy work."
"Like the Chief, Man, he looks very fierce, but he has never been harsh to us... and it was he who brought us out from Huangyuan... If Man hadn't defeated Big He’a, A’Lie, Da’Mu, you might have died in the struggle."
"..."
Another moment of silence.
A’Lie spoke up: "There is no 'here' or 'there' anymore; we are now orcs of Fantasy Land."
At these words, the Mountain Lynx tribe orcs nodded in succession.
Da He and Xiao He wiped away their tears and smiled: "That's right, as long as we are diligent and sincere, the Priest said that Fantasy Land is willing to accept us!"
The orcs of the Mountain Lynx Tribe were allocated several earthen pots. Using these pots, they could cook dishes following the methods of the tribe, such as stir-frying meat, pan-frying meat, and sprinkling with fragrant herbs. Compared to simple grilling or boiling, the flavors were incomparably better.
Holding the steaming hot food, they ate while shedding tears, gazing at the gentle drizzle falling from the sky, and began to look forward to the new year in the tribe.
Things would surely get better and better.
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In the second month of spring, it hadn’t rained for several days.
The Huangyuan Tribe remained quiet, while the Fantasy Land continued to develop steadily.
Both Yu Bai and Huo Duo'er had to go out in the morning.
Huo Duo'er went hunting and building houses, while Yu Bai taught in the morning and gathered herbs in the afternoon.
At this moment, they embraced at the doorway for a while. The bright, damp spring light made Yu Bai's face appear fair and dewy. His orc robe, not as thick as in winter, revealed his supple, willow-like figure.
Huo Duo'er lowered his head, his thin lips brushing against Yu Bai's cheeks: "I'll come back to have lunch with you at noon."
Yu Bai smiled softly: "Alright."
After enough affection, he shouldered his hemp cloth bag and walked toward the large shed in the square.
The hemp cloth bag contained smooth wooden boards and a box of charcoal.
He had started teaching the orcs of the tribe again, focusing only on writing and arithmetic.
It seemed like he was teaching very little, but for most orcs who had never been exposed to writing or numbers, teaching them was not easy.
Therefore, he held a large class every five days, with each class lasting half a day.
All the orc cubs who didn’t have to work came to listen, along with a few female orcs and male orcs on their rest days.
In short, all the orcs who had free time crowded into the large shed to listen to the priest impart knowledge. Those who attended the class today would later share what they learned with their clansmen and apply the counting skills they learned to their daily tasks.
For example, they would silently count how many stones they moved or how many trees they cut down. Although the process was arduous, those who persisted reaped significant rewards, gradually integrating the knowledge they learned into their lives.
After finishing his class, Yu Bai returned at noon to have lunch with Huo Duo'er. Just then, Man arrived with another orc.
The orc wore a gray feathered garment, with a sharper mouth and nose than the average orc, and a tall figure. He was from the Longtail Tribe.
"I am the elder of the Longtail Tribe, Hui Yu. The chief and priest are being watched by the orcs of the Huangyuan Tribe and cannot come, so they sent me to follow Man here to meet the chief and high priest."
Hui Yu was astonished.
He had already felt the immense strength of Man, the leader of the Giant Tribe, and thought that was the limit. But upon seeing Man's chief in person, he was overwhelmed by the presence of the chief before him, not daring to look up directly.
Just this one meeting made Hui Yu grateful for their decision to cooperate with the Fantasy Land Tribe, certain that it would rescue his people from the clutches of the Huangyuan tribe.
There was too much to discuss, so Yu Bai added two more sets of bowls and chopsticks.
"Don’t just stand there, sit down and talk while we eat."
Man was quite unceremonious, as Big Huo's cooking skills had improved greatly because of Bai. Every time he wanted to come over for a meal, he was ruthlessly driven away!
Big Huo said he ate too much...
Hui Yu was initially skeptical, but after tasting the hot meal, his eyes lit up, and he nearly bit his tongue.
This... this was too delicious!
Hui Yu wolfed down his food, finishing half a bowl before gradually regaining his composure.
"The Fantasy Land actually has such delicious food..."
Man grinned and said, "These are the inheritances bestowed upon us priests by the Orc God. Priest Bai is the Orc God's only favored one. Cooperate with us, and you won't be mistreated in the future."
Huo Duo'er put down his bowl and chopsticks and briefly discussed with Hui Yu the items needed for this cooperation.
The Long-tail tribe was controlled by Huangyuan, and the price they paid was certainly no less than that of Fantasy Land.
After the cooperation was discussed, Hui Yu looked eagerly at Yu Bai: "Priest Bai, could you teach us some of the methods for preparing those foods?"
Huo Duo'er lowered his head, wrapped his arm around his mate’s waist, and kissed him.
Man: "Tsk."
Feeling sour.
Hui Yu: Oh dear...
Huo Duo'er said, "If you want to obtain Bai's inheritance, that's a different condition."
Yu Bai remained silent, agreeing with Huo Duo'er.
Man chuckled.
Hui Yu: "...Alright then, Chief."
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