Orc Girl's Tribal Daily Life

Chapter 23 Red Firestone

Meanwhile, Jiang Luoluo, living in the tribe, also began her new day.

After taking a nap, Jiang Luoluo got up on her own before He arrived and cleaned up the cave inside and out.

When Brown arrived at the cave carrying a bunch of things, a rich aroma of jam wafted through the cave.

Not wasting a single spare moment, Jiang Luoluo, upon seeing Brown, even acted like a responsible owner and helped tidy up Brown's things.

The brown belt didn't have much; mainly just a fur blanket and a set of fur clothes. The rainy season was approaching, and the temperature would drop.

There was also his usual wooden bowl and spoon, as well as a few smaller pieces of meat.

Although young Ge meant that he would take care of Brown's food during this period, Brown was too embarrassed to actually accept it, so he brought his own portion of food as well.

However, faced with the stewed meat that had been simmering in jam soup all night, Brown couldn't bring himself to refuse... It was just too delicious!

After finishing breakfast, Jiang Luoluo put all the jam from the stone pot into jars and set them aside to rest.

Because jam is rich in sugar, it takes longer to spoil and can be stored for a long time. With proper sealing, it can last at least one or two months without spoiling.

When young Ge returns, the jam will be given to the other tribespeople. Given their enormous appetites, they'll probably finish it in a few days, and there's no need to worry about it spoiling.

In fact, Jiang Luoluo and young Ge had both seriously considered the idea of ​​making jam and giving it away to the tribespeople for free. The situation that Chief Jing was worried about would never happen.

Jiang Luoluo will only give it away for free once. If other tribesmen want it later, she will just tell them how to do it. Didn't you have enough of being a corporate slave in your past life? Do you want to be a free beast of burden in the tribe in this life?

Of course, the main reason Jiang Luoluo agreed to give the tribespeople jam for free was because of young Ge. Jiang Luoluo hoped that doing so would make young Ge feel "relaxed" and stop feeling that he had let down the tribe and his people.

But young Ge wasn't so foolish as to give everything to just any member of his tribe—in other words, the tribesmen he truly felt indebted to were those who had died... and Luo, the only survivor.

Even if it were a gift, young Ge only intended to give it to those clansmen who had shown him kindness and taken good care of him and Luo.

He was, after all, an orc warrior who grew up in Little Stone Mountain.

"We should go, Luo." Seeing that the cub had tidied up the entire cave perfectly, and that he couldn't even get involved, Brown glanced at the sky outside and gave a dry reminder.

Jiang Luoluo nodded, filled several stone pots with water, and made sure there was enough firewood in the fire before picking up the straw raincoat beside her and walking over to He.

"Do we need to take this with us?" Brown was confused; he thought the cub had had enough fun yesterday.

Jiang Luoluo pointed to the sky.

"Oh, you're worried about the rain, huh? Okay then." Brown scratched his head, seeing the cub's calm expression and knowing exactly what he was doing, and naturally swallowed back the words of discipline he was about to say.

When facing other children, He would naturally not behave like this, but in just two days, Jiang Luoluo's performance was truly astonishing—not because she did something big that shocked the tribe, but because she clearly knew what she was doing and why she was doing it.

For example, the tribespeople only know that the fruit is sweet, but they don't know why it's sweet. But Jiang Luoluo not only knows why the fruit is sweet, but also knows how to make it even sweeter.

Actions that arise from a clear understanding of all causes and effects naturally carry an absolute confidence of "I am the truth".

So when facing Jiang Luoluo, even the older He gradually became like the young Ge, always ready to help and do whatever he was asked.

In other words, after being intellectually outmatched, one automatically relegates their brain to the other person's.

Brown, always arriving late from the small rocky hill, gives the children ample time to vie for their spots on the stones.

Jiang Luoluo was still placed in her little corner, and He gave her several Earth Star Stones to pass the time.

As for training, Jiang Luoluo is still too young. It's okay for her to train with him occasionally, but it's not good to do it every day.

The little boy Zhuang ran over again. After all, he was the youngest and had only been there for a short time. After a few rounds, he realized that he couldn't beat anyone, so he stopped trying to get closer to the middle and, with his face covered in bruises, went to rummage through Jiang Luoluo's grass and straw raincoat.

"Luo, you still have your straw coat?"

Jiang Luoluo turned her head in surprise upon hearing this. She hadn't even used it yet, so how could it not be there?

“My straw coat broke yesterday afternoon… Oh right, Luo, you didn’t come yesterday afternoon.” The little boy chuckled.

"Luo, you don't know, yesterday afternoon we were allowed to fight with stone knives!" The little boy Zhuang was very excited when he mentioned this.

Jiang Luolu listened speechlessly. It turned out that yesterday, Jin, the captain of the mining team, demonstrated how to cut grass and straw raincoats with a knife without breaking the armor, which aroused the interest of the children in Xiaoshishan... No wonder they were so excited to learn it back then.

So they've all started using grass and straw raincoats as armor.

Thinking back to when she was a child, she used to wear a silk scarf and pretend to be a fairy, and Jiang Luoluo could understand their thoughts.

After returning to Xiaoshishan in the afternoon, none of the children were willing to take off their straw raincoats, which affected He's teaching.

Then Brown came up with an idea: he had all the children wear straw raincoats he had made and take stone knives he had sharpened himself, and fight each other.

Whoever's straw raincoat breaks first loses.

The children's stone knives were all small, so they didn't cause much damage. They also had a layer of grass and leaves on their bodies for protection, so there was no need to worry about getting hurt.

Later on, the children found that the stone knives were not as useful as tearing by hand, so they threw away the stone knives one by one and started tearing it apart with their hands.

Before long, the straw raincoats on the children's bodies were either torn to shreds or rotten, and the goal of the brown raincoat was achieved.

The children who experienced the new combat gameplay were not saddened by the damage to their own grass raincoats; instead, they excitedly counted how many other people's grass raincoats they had destroyed.

For them, this number is equivalent to the number of prey they hunt.

The more destruction they cause, the stronger they are.

The little boy Zhuang was so happy because he had also destroyed someone else's grass raincoat yesterday, which was a real improvement for him, who had always been at the bottom of the rankings and getting beaten up at Little Stone Mountain.

"By the way, Luo, could you make me another straw coat?" The little boy Zhuang finally revealed the purpose of his visit.

Jiang Luoluo simply blinked and looked at the other person.

The little boy looked around and secretly pulled out a shiny, beautiful red stone from his animal skin clothes.

"I'll trade you this! Is that okay, Luo?"

Jiang Luoluo stared at the small red stone that resembled cinnabar and fell silent...

Is stealing valuables from home to trade for a friend's junk toys a common trait among children throughout history?

Jiang Luoluo wasn't just guessing; these stones that the tribe members would take home and keep definitely have significant meaning.

Jiang Luoluo looked at the little boy Zhuang with sympathy. Before she could even raise her hand to complain, Hei, who had been watching them closely, had already walked over.

"Zhuang, what are you doing... Crimson Stone? You stole the Crimson Stone from the house?" He was shocked and didn't even have time to care about the other children. He picked up Zhuang with his one arm and left.

Jiang Luoluo guessed that the little boy Zhuang was probably going to get a beating from two people.

Let's observe three seconds of silence for him.

The little girl curiously approached and asked, "Luo, what does Zhuang want with you?"

Jiang Luoluo pointed to the grass and straw raincoat beside her.

"Oh, I want you to make him another grass coat..." The little girl's eyes lit up with delight. "Luo, can you make one for me too? I don't have any red stones, but I can trade you some flowers from home. My father picked them for me when he was hunting. There aren't any in the tribe. They're very pretty!"

Jiang Luoluo couldn't help but take a few more glances at the little girl happy. She found that the little girl was a bit too clever—listen to that, "her father picked it for her," which means that she can decide for herself who owns the flower.

The phrase "not found in the tribe" indicates the rarity of this flower; it's not an ordinary plant and is quite valuable.

Jiang Luoluo nodded happily, thinking that the little girl was both clever and cute.

The little girl immediately smiled and said, "Great! Luo, wait for me, I'll bring you the flowers this afternoon!"