Orc Girl's Tribal Daily Life

Chapter 41 She is integrating into this tribe

Little Fish King Biao didn't understand what the cub meant because he was completely absorbed by those eyes. Only later did he realize that the cub seemed to be trying to express something.

But when he looked down again, the cub's eyes had cleared of tears, and it looked thoughtful and determined.

What is she going to do now? Little Fish King Biao thought to himself that she had done so much in just half a day.

"Stinky Flower..." Little Fish King Biao had just opened his mouth when Brown turned around and took over the conversation.

"Don't worry, one of these will last you a long time. There are plenty of Stinky Flowers in the Taz Forest. Just ask your tribesmen to bring some back."

This was a question that He and Jiang Luoluo had discussed before they came. Jiang Luoluo was not only concerned about the children in the fish cave, but also about having green onions to use in the future, so she asked He about the situation beforehand.

Although she had collected and processed all the seeds of the Stink Flower, it was still uncertain whether they would grow successfully. Jiang Luoluo needed to think of other backup plans in advance.

Fortunately, Gloom is not a particularly rare plant. Although it cannot be said to be found everywhere in Taz Forest, it grows very densely in certain areas.

For orc warriors who are very familiar with the Taz Forest, it would be quite convenient to bring some back along.

Of course, it's not appropriate to keep asking people for help for free, but Jiang Luoluo is confident that she can exchange help for something of equal value, ensuring that her people don't suffer losses and that she helps them for free.

However, this is a bit of a problem for the children of Fish Cave. They don't even have enough food to fill their stomachs, so how could they possibly have any valuable items to trade with others?

Little Fish King Biao fell into deep thought, pondering how he should exchange for the Stinky Flower. But before he could come up with a solution, the old clansman insect suddenly walked over and slapped him hard on the back.

"What are you thinking? Of course, we should handle this kind of thing. We don't need you to come up with ideas."

These adults are still here, how could they let the children bear these burdens?

Although they are too old to hunt and can only do light work such as looking after children, they were once powerful orc warriors, and there are still some useful items in their home.

Taking out those things in the past wouldn't have been of any use, and the food we got by exchanging them wouldn't be enough to feed several children. Rather than taking them out and making all the children feel it's unfair, it's better to just leave them there, as they are, after all, their memories and mementos of the past.

But now it's different. Now these things can benefit all the children in Fish Cave, so they won't be stingy with their possessions.

To put it bluntly, these old folks have been living in Fish Cave for at least ten years, raising hundreds of children. To them, these children in Fish Cave are already family, even beyond blood ties.

Isn't it their duty to make sacrifices for their families?

Jiang Luoluo and He did not stay any longer. After confirming that there were no problems, they quickly left the Fish Cave.

This time, the children in the fish cave no longer looked at them with that numb and rejecting gaze; their eyes held a brighter light.

Watching the cub's departing figure, Little Fish King Biao felt that he might see that figure often in the future.

After leaving Fish Cave, the two did not go home because they were running out of time. Instead, they went to Little Stone Mountain to begin their afternoon training.

Because she arrived earlier today, unlike in the past when she was always among the last few to arrive, Jiang Luoluo was fortunate enough to witness the process of the children slowly gathering on Little Stone Hill.

Several quieter children arrived first, and once there, they silently found stones that matched their strength to train with.

Then came some more lively and enthusiastic children. They ran up the small rocky hill, jumping and shouting, looking around for their familiar friends. If they saw one, they would start a game of throwing big stones at each other or wrestling.

If they don't have any, it doesn't matter. They'll just go straight for the kids who are training. You could call it "provoking" or "taunting." In short, no one will shy away from a fight that comes their way.

After their fight was over, there were even more children on Little Stone Mountain. The children gathered into small groups and circles according to their relationships.

These circles will also merge, disperse, and reorganize with each other.

Jiang Luoluo watched this scene with great interest. The vibrant life force of the children on the small rocky hill diluted the numbness and sorrow she had experienced in the Fish Cave.

It's like a person who's freezing standing next to a fire to warm themselves.

Several children came over and asked Jiang Luoluo about exchanging the jam. Jiang Luoluo opened her burlap backpack, which smelled slightly fishy, ​​to indicate that she did not bring any jam.

The children left sadly, but they were not disappointed because Jiang Luoluo promised to bring jam tomorrow.

Since Jiang Luoluo didn't bring jam, the little girl happy and the little boy Zhuang didn't need to help them and resumed their normal training.

The little girl, happy, was pinned to the ground and beaten by another, stronger little girl. The little boy, Zhuang, was also beaten for failing to challenge an older child once again.

Both of them had bruises and swelling on their faces, which made Jiang Luoluo unconsciously smile.

This wasn't bullying; it was just normal interaction. Each failure meant that their chances of success in future hunts had increased a little.

The bruises and swelling now are badges of honor when you hunt your prey in the future.

The longer Jiang Luoluo lived in the tribe, the more she felt her thinking was becoming more and more like that of the tribespeople.

Perhaps this is something left behind by the original "Luo" within her.

She is integrating into the tribe.

The sky was clear all day, but by evening, dark clouds had gathered very hastily.

In an instant, it felt as if the afternoon had turned from five or six o'clock into the pitch black of eleven or twelve o'clock at night.

He chased away all the children on the small rock mountain, urging them to go home quickly and not linger on the mountain. He then picked up Jiang Luoluo and hurried towards the cave.

Fortunately, rain only started to fall after He and Jiang Luoluo entered the cave, and within a few minutes it turned into a torrential downpour.

"Rainy season? No, Luo, the rainy season hasn't come yet. This is just a hint before the rainy season arrives." Brown explained as he met the cub's curious gaze.

They propped up the wooden door to block the rainwater from splashing in.

The cave is higher than the outside, so rainwater won't flow in, and there's no need to worry.

"Before the real rainy season arrives, there will be many more rains like this. They may stop soon, or they may last a long time, or they may stop for a long time like during the day."

Brown has long been accustomed to the complex weather before the rainy season arrives; it's not surprising that the weather changes more than ten times a day.

However, this is only the first few days, and it hasn't been that frequent yet, otherwise He wouldn't have taken the children to swim in the river.

"Tomorrow, Luo, you'll keep wearing that straw coat. Be careful it doesn't get dirty if it suddenly rains," Brown said.

Over this period of time, Brown has discovered that the cub is very clean and rarely does anything to get itself dirty. It is also not like other children who love playing in the water and spending all day in the rain.

Jiang Luoluo was sewing burlap backpacks for the little girl happy and the little boy Zhuang, something she had promised to do.

Both children gave Jiang Luoluo a lot of linen, and the leftover linen was her reward for sewing the backpack.

Although there is a custom of using strength to seize things from others in the tribe, most tribesmen have a standard in their hearts, knowing what can be "stolen" and what cannot.

In addition, people in the tribe also pursue fairness very much. It's not the kind of fairness where you get what you give, but rather a fairness where if they feel they've gotten a good deal, they feel they must compensate you in other ways.

They never feel they have received too little; they only feel that what they give out is not commensurate with the value they have gained.

Therefore, Jiang Luoluo looked at the various items that had unknowingly taken up half of the cave... and decided to make more burlap backpacks.

Some children will see the little girl happy and the little boy Zhuang and want them too. You can give them the items in exchange, which will save them from focusing their attention on happy and Zhuang.

Also, Mao saved Jiang Luoluo today, and Jiang Luoluo hasn't thanked him yet. Let's make him a burlap backpack too.