Orcs Build a Well-off Society

The dark night is low, and the coolness of the night is completely different from the unbearable heat of the day.

Palos threw the dead branches in his hand into the fire in front of him. There would occasionally be a "crack" in the fire, and then a few sparks would burst out, but Palos didn't care. All his mind was put on The little man in his arms.

He has soft hair up to earlobes, not dark, but slightly soft light brown, making him look soft and lovely. With soft and smooth curved eyebrows, those big moist eyes are now covered by eyelids, leaving only long, dense, slightly curled eyelashes that gently undulate with breathing; underneath the small, very curled nose is pink Mizusawa’s lips and chin are small and pointy, and the whole person exudes a light and good smell, showing an unconsciously pitiful and lovely feeling when he falls asleep...

Palos stiffly touched the arm of the person in his arms, scared him to withdraw his hand all at once: so soft, so soft! Basically it is almost the same as a newborn cub! He was a little distressed and a little puzzled: Why would an orc dare to put such a soft and cute sub-orc into the wild alone? !

Civilization felt that he was in a huge crisis. Since seeing the four big blood-red characters in a daze, Civilization felt that every sense of his senses became sensitive: he could clearly feel the jagged teeth of the giant beast biting on it. On his small arms and legs, he swallowed himself whole into his stomach like a jujube. The strange thing is that he didn't feel the pain, and when he was swallowed, he even heard the one coming from the abdomen. The behemoth's voice: "It's delicious." Niangdi, hey! Can anyone tell me why a beast can still speak human words? !

In a trance, he seemed to hear a sound, he wondered if the beast chewed himself up to the sky after chewing it? I opened my eyes strenuously, but I didn't expect to meet a pair of green eyes all at once!

"Ah!" Civilization subconsciously threw a fist out, but did not expect that due to the posture, it did not hit the opponent's eye but hit the opponent's shoulder. However, the opponent's steel-like chicken made civilization suspect for the first time. The theory that the effects are mutual" directly uttered a cry.

Palos felt nervous when he heard the cries of civilization. He apologized when he saw the distorted face of the other party because of the pain: "Yes, I'm sorry!" I blamed himself for being too "hard". The Orcs were already weak and physically stronger. Not the strength of the orc, let alone the fact that the opponent is such a soft sub-orc.

Civilization clutched his fist and grinned for a while, only to hear the other party's words before reacting: yeah? Will it hurt? So does it mean that you have not been eaten? Oh! Thank God, thank God! Wenming wiped the tears that came out of his eyes from the physical pain with the back of his hand, and noticed this sturdy man: even sitting, he can feel the majestic momentum of the other party, but he is really tall!

If you stand up, it should be more than two meters! Why is it that I am no more than 176cm tall! With a sharp face like a knife and axe, civilization doesn't have any adjectives, only the so-called super male model who knows the iceberg of the opponent is definitely better than the next big vote! Gee tut! Look at this well-defined but smooth muscle! Look at this wild black hair! …Yeah? Wait, muscle? Long hair?

Meow! Why is he not wearing clothes? ! Civilization seemed to be burned and jumped to normal, only to find that the opponent is not an exhibitionist, at least there is a thick animal skin around the waist of the opponent, but because of the light problem, the color is not visible... It seems that the other party thinks of an important question just like looking at aliens: "Um, brother, you saved me? Thank you! My name is Civilization, what is your name?"

"Civilization..." Palos said his name slowly, a bit strange, but as long as his name is good, he smiled slightly, "Xiao Ming, I am Palos."

The rare melting of the iceberg was captured by the keen eyesight of Civilization 2.0. The slight smile on that beautiful and unparalleled face made Civilization breathless, but immediately remembered what the other party called himself and couldn't help but growl: "Don't call me" Xiao Ming'!"

In this life of civilization, there are two things about his inverse scales: First, others call himself "Xiao Ming". Such a popular nickname is as vigorous as a cockroach like "Xiaoqiang", "Xiaojun" and "Xiaohong"! But civilization is really a low-profile person. I have been called by my mother and others for 19 years, and every time I talk to people about myself, I always say "how is our Xiao Ming"; and the second is my appearance.

Once there was a saying in a post bar-there are three genders in the world: one gender is called male, one gender is called female, and the other gender is called "Hideyoshi". After seeing this, my childhood sweetheart said to her girlfriends every day: "We don’t have two-dimensional Hideyoshi and three-dimensional Xiaoming!" The civilized teeth are itchy, but this woman is the same type as her mother. , So it is still invalid to be suppressed and resisted! But since then, Civilization has insisted on the road to Man, except for foul language, all words that can show manliness must be used.

Unexpectedly, a name would attract such a reaction from the other party. Palos frowned in embarrassment. In his opinion, isn't "Xiao Ming" more intimate than "civilized"? But it turns out that the other party doesn't like to get closer to yourself?

Palos, who was meditating, didn't know that his slightly frowning expression fell in the eyes of Civilization, and this guy thought that the other party was upset. Civilization secretly looked at the other party's body that was much stronger than him, and remembered that the other party did not care about it. The fierce beast saved himself and made himself unharmed (Xiao Ming will regret it later), so he said boldly: "...what, if you want to be called "Xiao Ming", just call it..." Labor and capital have confessed their fate, so many people are called labor and capital. Xiao Ming is not bad for you.

Humbling, the civilized belly grumbled to remember-escape is very physically exhausting. Wenming felt that it was really shameful to look like this in front of such a man who was handsomer than himself or his own savior, and even swallowed back the "Where is this?" he just wanted to ask. Now he has only one thought: if Aristotle says "give me a fulcrum and I can pry the whole earth", then he is "give me a roast lamb and I can eat only the skeleton"!