Orcs Build a Well-off Society

Civilization is very energetic, and he woke up very early the next morning. When he left last night, Neil reminded him that he was going to gather wild fruits together. After thinking about it, he wanted to be familiar with the surrounding environment anyway, so he simply agreed.

Civilization already knows that there is no such thing as porridge, steamed bread, fried dough sticks and soy milk in this place. Not only is there no such things, but there are no such things as flour, vegetable oil and beans... But given that we really ate too much barbecue last night, Civilization only ate some in the morning. The fruit of cleansing the intestines—well, the salt matter, Palos gave it to him, and left it to him. Anyway, civilization still doesn’t know much about the tribe.

Because civilization is not yet familiar with the direction of the tribe, Palos sent the civilization to the small square to gather (Palos Zhengse: I will never tell you that I am to prevent Xiao Ming from being harassed by other male orcs!) After confession, he left after looking back one step at a time.

"Oh~ Palos cares about you!" Neil swooped, "pressing" civilization directly into his arms with his height, and rubbed it, "...(>_<)..., Xiao Ming still does this. Soft! The skin is so slippery and slippery, and the hair is so soft and thin~" Hey, hey, did you treat me like a jelly? ! When I was young, I was hugged, squeezed and squeezed by a group of women from my own family. To be honest, civilization has so little knowledge of girls.

Although he has always advertised that he is a pure man, the goddess in his dream is definitely a poor-breasted LOLI rather than a choppy royal sister. The reason is...It is probably because the group of women in his family are all well-developed? Even the few underage girls are the heart of the elder sister...So, if they are hugged, there is not a soft and warm thing "squeezing" (Xiaoming, I don't know what happiness is in the blessing!) He is still not so resistant.

certainly! This cannot be a reason for the other party to knead and knead themselves as soft dough! But then, Civilization could only take care of the sad tears streaming down his face-because he found that he had been struggling for so long and had been learning karate, but he couldn't even pinch Neil! What kind of trouble is your sister's world!

It's fine if you can't beat the orcs, your sister is even as weak as Palos (?) who needs the protection of the orcs! Civilization suddenly wondered if he would be crushed to death by all the cubs in this world—at that moment, Civilization was a little uncertain about the "man's heart" he had always advertised...

But this sentiment didn’t last long. When Parson-Palos’ brother (he was really beautiful...just like the group of women who accompanied his family when civilization hadn’t arrived in this world before, he watched "X Door Flying Armor" "At the time, the boss of the West Factory inside, of course, this one doesn’t have the kind of evil feeling of that person)—When he walked over with an unclear smile, the civilization was only nervous: don’t talk about the other party. It's a man(?) and a gorgeous big beauty. Just taking the other party as Palos's own brother is enough to make civilization, a little guy who strives to make a good impression on the other party, temporarily forget his previous messy thoughts.

In this world, the sweet and lovely sub-orcs are always welcome, even if they are the same as the sub-orcs, they all like small, cute things. And the appearance of civilization is fully in line with the characteristics of sub-orcs like cute little things. For Parson, the hair color and pupil color of the same color as his own brother is rare in civilization, and his face has always been with a faint soft smile (Xiaoming: Mom says to be polite, but Xiaoye doesn’t care about this. But every time you laugh, you can take advantage of it @[emailprotected])

Although the civilization looks very delicate(?), but the physical strength is very good. After getting to know each other with the other sub-orcs who went to pick wild fruits, with the help of Parsons, they took a bag of animal skins and a group of people talked and laughed. 'S set off.

Because it is to pick wild fruits, and most of the wild fruits are grown on trees, so under the cover of tall and dense branches, even the noon sun only leaked a few glare arrows obliquely, not very Scorching. Picking wild fruits once is not an activity every day, so everyone is prepared to go a little further-of course, this does not leave the sphere of influence of the tribe, it is all within a safe range.

Because the intestines of the orcs are not as "strong" as the orcs, so generally speaking, they will only eat one meal a day, up to two meals, and generally eat fruit in the morning or evening-this is also from the Asian One of the reasons why orcs are "weaker" than orcs. Because of the "remote" picking of wild fruits.

Because everyone eats meat in the morning, it is not very hungry at noon. At this time, eating some fruits to replenish water and fill the stomach is the most convenient choice-but civilization does not know at all, he is in the morning It was the fruit that was eaten. At this time, I ate the fruit again. Although I was full when I ate it at the time, it was consumed quickly!

Woo, he missed the cold fruit porridge, the fragrant cumin lamb, even the lettuce leaf porridge or the big white steamed buns~ Fortunately, the tearful civilization of the villain in his heart still follows the sub-orcs. Later, he learned what kind of fruit can be eaten, what kind of fruit it looks like, and how to pick it off—he can think about it. In addition to washing and eating, he can also make candied fruit, jam, dried fruit, etc., which can be used for a lot of purposes. The stomach must be fueled, fueled!

But such a move fell in the eyes of Parsons and the others is another kind of understanding. Parson couldn't help thinking that his Bingshan brother was really lucky. The other party was not only a petite and cute little Asian orc, but also had no spoiled temperament. He was serious and humble, and he was really a treasure!

While civilization was turning grief and anger into strength, he was stroking a small red fruit that tasted sweet and sour in the low bushes, and he looked at the "weeds" on the side of the clearing with bright eyes... that, yes. Garlic or shallot? !