Rebirth of the Orc Tribe: I am Furuikong

The brown and fat dragon man in front of Baal slowly walked down from the sedan chair, then walked towards Baal step by step with a scepter in his hand, and then pressed the bottom of the scepter in his hand against Baal's chest.

"Chief Bal, I remember you haven't handed in this month's offering yet?"

Bal clenched his teeth and clenched his fists, lowered his head with cold sweat and said:

"Respected Dragon Envoy, please give us a few more days. The number of monsters has decreased recently, and our people are already starving."

Obviously, Baal knew the fat dragon in front of him, and the dragon master in front of him slowly said with a dissatisfied tone:

"Chief Bal, don't forget that this is our dragon tribe's territory. You are just parasites living here! Of course, our dragon tribe will not force your Yunshan tribe to stay here. If you want to leave, please do so. Several tribes outside have already submitted applications to the inspector."

After hearing the dragon envoy's warning, Baal hurried forward and said in an unskilled flattering tone:

"Dear Dragon Envoy, we will deliver the supplies to you as soon as possible within the next two days."

When the fat dragon saw Bal's flattering tone and demeanor, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and his expression became a little obscene. Then he walked behind Bal and suddenly pinched his steps with his hand, then whispered to Bal playfully:

"Of course! If you are willing to serve me, I can reduce your tribute for the next two months, Chief Baal. You don't want the wolf cubs in your tribe to starve, do you?"

Bal was so angry at the fat dragon's actions that he gritted his teeth and an extremely angry expression appeared on his face.

When the dragon envoy saw Baal's dark face, he still said calmly:

"Baal! You can do whatever you want, but you have to bear the consequences. Look at how skinny the residents of your tribe are. Your hunting efficiency will also decrease, right? As long as you pay me your flesh regularly, I can ensure that your tribe will have enough food and drink. I think this deal will be very cost-effective for you."

Chief Bal looked at the orcs of his tribe in front of him. Each of them seemed a little malnourished. This seemed to hurt his heart deeply. After thinking for a long time, Bal seemed to be shaken. Bal felt that if he could sell his dignity and body in exchange for a comfortable life for his people, it seemed to be the best choice.

While thinking, Bal looked at the extremely fat dragon man in front of him, and suddenly felt nauseous.

Seeing that Baal had not given an answer yet, the Dragon Envoy said:

"Forget it~! Since you don't want to exchange, I won't force you. Remember to bring the things over in two days. I'm a little sleepy too. Chief Bal, take care of yourself!"

Suddenly, Baal took a step forward, grabbed the dragon master's clothes with his hands, and said hesitantly:

"I...I...I...wish..."

Just when Feilong was about to hear the answer he wanted, suddenly a strange voice came from behind Bal.

"How come you are walking so fast? I can't catch up with you even if I run or crawl."

Bal turned his head and looked at Long Qi who was walking towards him with a depressed look on his face.

"Long Qi?"

The fat dragon walked forward angrily to see which blind guy was disturbing his good thing!

When the Dragon Envoy came closer and took a closer look, he was stunned with cold sweat all over his forehead.

Just as Long Qi was wondering what this particularly fat dragon man in front of him wanted to do, the fat dragon suddenly knelt down in front of Long Qi and said nervously and anxiously:

"Your Highness! I didn't know you were coming! It's my fault!"

At this time, there was only one question mark in Long Qi's mind [? ]

Long Qi then helped Fatty up and said with a smile:

"Could it be that you made a mistake?"

The Dragon Envoy raised his head to confirm again, then lowered his head and said:

"Golden pupils, royal aura and pressure, you are definitely the pure bloodline of the Dragon King!"

Bal had never thought that Long Qi in front of him would be the heir of the royal family! When the dragon envoy saw that Bal and the others did not kneel, he shouted:

"Bar! Why don't you kneel down when you see His Highness? Do you want to be expelled!!!"

After hearing this, Bal immediately knelt down in front of Long Qi.

Long Qi quickly helped Bal up and said:

"No need to kneel, I'm not from the royal family, you all misunderstood!"

The Dragon Envoy stepped forward and said with a flattering smile:

"Your Highness, you don't have to hide it. You should know that the dragon race has a strong sense of bloodline."

This sentence left Long Qi speechless:

"Ah~ this..."

Long Qi can't say that this body was given by the system, right?

The Dragon Envoy continued:

"Your Highness, what is your name?"

"Name? Oh! My name is Long Qi."

When the Dragon Envoy heard Long Qi's name, he felt both familiar and unfamiliar, as if he had heard of it somewhere but did not have a deep impression. However, the Dragon Envoy believed that no matter what the dragon in front of him was called, he indeed exuded the majesty and characteristics of a royal family. Based on these two points, the Dragon Envoy had to treat him with respect.

Long Qi seemed to be uninterested in the fat dragon in front of him, and walked to Bal and said softly to Bal:

"I'm hungry, when is dinner?"

At first, Bal thought that Long Qi wanted to say something private to him, but he never expected that Long Qi would open his mouth and ask for food, which made Bal seem a little self-indulgent.

After Bal learned of Long Qi's identity, he changed his usual attitude and responded very politely and respectfully.

"I will prepare food for you right away. Your Highness, please take a rest. I will bring it over later."

After saying this, Bal went to prepare, while Feilong on the side said with a flattering expression:

"Your Highness, you can actually go back to the city. There are many delicious foods there, and there are many beautiful women. If Your Highness needs it, I am willing to prepare it for you."

Long Qi explained again with a frown on his face:

"I'm really not your Highness! You got the wrong person~! Oh~ no! You got the wrong dragon!"

At this moment, Fat Dragon felt that the prince in front of him was playing a lot of tricks, and then he could only echo:

"Oh, yes, yes! You are not His Highness."

Listening to Fat Dragon's tone, Long Qi obviously felt that he didn't believe it, but Long Qi didn't mean to argue with him. Instead, he politely said to Fat Dragon in front of him:

"Sorry, I'm going to go eat something first, you go ahead and do your thing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Qi ran away. The Dragon Envoy wanted to catch up, but his weight overwhelmed his speed. Then the Dragon Envoy changed his mind and thought that it was impossible for His Highness of the Dragon Clan to come to a weak tribe for no reason. The Dragon Envoy thought for a long time and seemed to understand something. Suddenly he said to himself:

"As expected of His Highness, you have a good eye. It is necessary to help His Highness."

After saying this, the Dragon Envoy came to where Baal was. Baal was concentrating on processing the monster's internal organs when he suddenly found that the Dragon Envoy had visited again:

"Dear Dragon Envoy, how can I help you?"

The Dragon Envoy stood at the door and said with a smile:

"I didn't expect that you had already become someone else's prey, and I almost made a big mistake!"

After hearing this, Baal suddenly stopped what he was doing and turned his back to the Dragon Envoy.

The Dragon Envoy continued:

"Baal, this is an opportunity for your tribe to completely turn things around, so you must cherish it! If you sacrifice it for your insignificant dignity, you will lose a lot! You! Do you understand what I mean?"

After the dragon envoy finished speaking, he left, and Bal suddenly became angry and punched the piece of meat in front of him several times.