Traveling through the world of beasts: I lead the system to build an empire

Ling Han left late at night that day.

The boundless darkness hid his figure very well, and in the blink of an eye, Ling Han disappeared in the rain.

The heavy rain seemed to have pressed the pause button for the busy tiger tribe, and the orcs could finally take a breath.

Mu Yang gave the workers a seven-day holiday, after which the orcs would start the next stage of indoor work.

The second day of the rainy season was the day for work summary and distribution of awards for excellence. The exquisite sacrificial hall was also put into use for the first time.

The palace is tall, with flying eaves and pointed corners, like a phoenix spreading its wings.

The wooden structure of the building added an ancient and mysterious charm, but the orcs were not very good at appreciating it. They only knew to say wow, it was beautiful, and thought that this was what a temple should look like.

Pushing open the heavy door, a fresh wood fragrance hit me in the face. The spacious space was more than enough to accommodate three to four thousand orcs. A brazier was lit in the hall to dispel some of the coldness from the outside world.

The firelight sprinkled on the wooden structure, creating a mysterious and solemn atmosphere, as if it were the residence of gods.

Several central pillars are carved with mythological legends such as Nuwa mending the sky, Chang'e flying to the moon, Kuafu chasing the sun, the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, and Yugong moving the mountains, which left the orcs stunned.

The red gauze curtain moved without wind, and the rhythmic sound of drums rang out. The orcs shut their mouths and looked serious.

The sacrificial ceremony began.

On the high altar, the witch doctor was wearing a white robe, exuding a majestic and sacred aura.

The drums sounded, and the witch doctor began to perform a sacrificial dance. There was a strange rhythm in his movements, as if he was having some kind of mysterious communication with the gods.

The dance is over.

Tinglang breathed a sigh of relief.

He was a temporary replacement for Ling Han and was tense the whole time, afraid of making any mistakes.

Fortunately, Mu Yang was in control of the overall situation and no mistakes occurred.

Looking down at his shaking hands, Tinglang sighed.

It seems that he is only suitable for fighting.

I really can't play music or anything like that.

Mingfeng, who had been hiding behind the gauze curtain, also poked his head out at the right time.

He was in charge of controlling the veil, and he was relieved when he saw everyone's expressions.

Things that have standards are naturally easier to do, but things that require free expression are difficult to do.

Su Mo's two new beastly husbands looked at each other, feeling somewhat relieved that they had survived the disaster.

Fortunately, there were no mistakes.

Su Mo on the stage took a breath, and as usual, she reported the progress of the tribe to the Beast God Bingming, and then turned to the orcs and got to the point.

Su Mo cleared her throat and said, "After offering sacrifices to the Bingming Beast God today, I have a few important things to say."

The orcs held their breath, waiting for Su Mo to speak.

"First, there is the Tiger Tribe's quarterly appraisal meeting."

As soon as he finished speaking, many orcs who were working hard held their breath and looked at Su Mo nervously.

"The purpose of the appraisal conference is to commend the advanced and set an example to inspire the enthusiasm and creativity of all the orcs in the tribe, so that they can contribute to the development of the tribe together."

"Then the most active and outstanding orc this quarter is——"

Su Mo kept the secret with malicious intent, looking at the orcs below, each of whom had a nervous expression with his heart in his throat, and she felt that the evil factor in her heart was satisfied.

"Golden Wing!"

When his name was called, there was no emotion on Jin Ling's tired face.

Pushed by Olin, who was also too tired to make any expression, he went on stage with a calm expression.

Maybe it’s not that I really don’t care, it’s just that my brain is tired and can’t process the information temporarily.

Jin Ling was undoubtedly extremely tired.

From the very beginning of building the city wall, he and his brother Jin Yu had been gathering leaves day and night to supply the construction needs of the entire tribe.

I start working at three or four o'clock every morning and finish at eleven or twelve o'clock at night. This intensity of work lasts for three and a half months.

The donkeys in the production team dare not use it like this.

This situation continued until the arrival of the Feiyu tribe, when it began to improve.

Jin Ling and Jin Yu's contributions were obvious to all, and Jin Ling was the candidate for the award, and no orc raised any objection.

But what everyone envies most is not the Golden Feather that won the evaluation, but the Golden Feather that was not selected.

Now everyone in the tribe knows that Jin Yu is particularly favored at home.

Jin Yu's female felt sorry for him because he was too tired, so she asked for leave for him to rest at home.

Thinking of this, everyone turned their eyes to Xiangyun, who had a bad expression on her face and was obviously unhappy.

Everyone knows that Xiangyun has a hot temper. Although she looks unhappy now, there is no sign of an outburst, which is strange.

Xiangyun, who has attracted much attention, is indeed in a bad mood at the moment.

Although she was reluctant to admit it, it was undeniable that Jin Yu really understood her.

She just cares about her reputation and likes to be in the spotlight.

Her male had gone through so much hard work, yet still hadn't been rated as excellent. She was really furious.

But this is not someone else's fault.

She was the one who was worried about Jin Yu. After having a fight with Mu Yang, she asked for leave for Jin Yu the next day so that he could have a good sleep.

If you haven't done all the work, you naturally won't be evaluated.

Xiangyun stared back at the gazes that were looking at her openly and secretly, ignoring Jin Yu who was trying to coax her beside her, and looked towards the altar.

All she cared about now was what she had lost.

As soon as I looked up, I heard Mu Yang say, "This season's award is a couple-making ceremony."

What follows is an explanation of this.

"This ceremony is worth three hundred work points. It is used to establish a soul connection between orcs. It has the same effect as the ceremony between males and females..."

Xiangyun felt relieved instantly.

Compared to this ritual that is of no use to her, it is more important to let this stupid male have a good rest.

But the prize winner himself obviously didn't think so at this time.

The huge surprise made the already overloaded brain completely useless.

What did he hear?

Jin Ling began to doubt his life.

In fact, when he first heard that Xiyi had successfully recovered the beast mark, he thought about how great it would be if he could become a partner with Olin.

The bond between the pact orcs is just the testimony of a witch doctor, nothing more.

This relationship is extremely fragile.

Even a quarrel or disagreement may cause the two males to go their separate ways.

Jin Ling didn't want this to happen.

He wanted his mark of the beast to appear on Olin, and wanted them to be able to sense each other's presence.

Just like a real family.

Jin Ling didn't understand how the emotions between males were different from the emotions between males and females.

But Jin Ling was extremely sure.

He wanted to be with Orin forever.

And now.

Jin Ling's idea was confirmed and her dream came true.

And it was this reward that he had earned by sacrificing time with Olin during these days.

Great joy filled my mind.

So much so that he subconsciously ignored Mu Yang's explanations and inquiries, and even the environment around him.

Now Jin Ling’s mind is full of thoughts about how he and Olin can become a couple.

So when he finally came back to his senses, he heard Mu Yang's slightly hesitant words, "If you really don't want to, I'll give you another reward?"

Jin Ling was about to question Mu Yang about what nonsense he was talking about when his eyes inadvertently swept over his contracted beast standing among the group of orcs below the stage.

Olin, who was standing in the front row, frowned, glared at him, and turned away.

Jin Ling: “!!!”

Listen to my explanation!

That's really not what I meant!