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

The healthy ability was worthy of Ling Han's recognition.

It took less than two hours to arrange the logistical support for more than 100,000 people in an orderly manner. When Fei Tian brought the first group of people over, the orcs responsible for receiving them were already waiting.

No matter how the visitors experience it, Mu Yang is very satisfied anyway.

As the chief of the Mountain Sheep Tribe named by the Beast God, Fengze was the first among the group to arrive at the Tiger Tribe. The moment he walked out of the cave, tears instantly burst out of his eyes.

The moist air, the comfortable environment, and green everywhere, this is simply the fairyland in Fengze's imagination.

But this is just the scene after Fengze added countless filters.

In fact, the cave they came out of was the construction site of the tribe. Many big trees had been removed, and there were no birds singing or flowers around, only the clanging noise of construction.

But this does not prevent Fengze from being full of hope for the future.

However, Fengze's eyes are full of filters, which is not the case for other orcs.

The tiankeng is now flat and you can see the edge at a glance. In the eyes of the orcs, there are mountains on all sides. For a tribe, the place is not big.

Their mountain goat tribe lived in the mountains, so they naturally thought that the tiger tribe also lived in the mountains. In addition, there were so many passages in the tiankeng, which further confirmed the beastmen's guess.

At this time, many orcs were inevitably disappointed. They thought it would be a big place, but in the end it was just such a small piece of land.

Many people began to regret bringing so many people with them. There were so many of them that this small place might not be able to accommodate them all.

"Everyone come here!"

A shout attracted the attention of the orcs with different expressions. They looked in the direction of the sound and saw a few tables on a flat ground. Several orcs were fiddling with things on the tables.

The orc who was shouting was waving his hands to signal them to come over.

Fei Tian pushed the stunned Fengze and said, "Take your people and follow their instructions. I have to go back."

There are still many orcs waiting for him, and he needs to go back to lead another group of orcs.

Fengze didn't dare to disobey the arrangement of the four-striped beast, so he nodded hurriedly and led his tribesmen, carrying large and small bags, and ran towards the waving orc with a confused look on his face.

There are several tables placed side by side here, and there is an orc behind each table.

There were a total of six staff members in the Human Resources Department who were in charge of this group, four men and two women. I don’t know if it was intentional to distinguish them, but the females and cubs all went to the side of the females who looked easier to approach.

Fengze went to the far left, there was a young orc.

Sitting behind the table was an orc who was clean and looked young. His face did not show many traces of vicissitudes of life, and his eyes were clear.

In his clean, dirt-free hands, he was flipping through something with a light yellow tint.

Fengze looked at his hand, then lowered his eyes to look at his own, and retracted his fingers helplessly.

Mu Hua was familiarizing himself with the information recorded in the booklet. This was the first time he had undertaken such an important task since he came to the tribe, so he couldn't help feeling nervous.

Although he has passed the adult examination successfully, he is always worried about making spelling mistakes.

He accepted the punishment for doing something wrong, but he was afraid that it would delay the tribe's important business.

He had prepared countless speeches in his mind, fearing that he would say something wrong and embarrass the tribe. Then out of the corner of his eye he saw a pair of legs standing in front of his desk.

Mu Hua looked up and saw an orc with a face covered in yellow sand and a haggard look. He was carrying a large bag on his shoulder and a small bag in his hand, and looked a little tired.

Orcs rarely judge age by appearance, as this is not accurate for orcs with different lifespans. They prefer to judge by demeanor and aura.

Generally speaking, the more energetic the aura is, the younger the orc is. However, this method of judgment is not accurate. For orcs, age does not have much impact on their lives.

The aura around Fengze was filled with stagnation and fatigue. Even if the excitement of joining the tiger tribe could neutralize the lifeless atmosphere, it would not be enough to have much impact in the short term.

Considering the wrinkles on his face, Mu Hua made a comprehensive judgment and felt that this orc should be quite old.

Worried that the old man might be tired, Mu Hua quickly pointed to a few carts nearby and said, "Just put the luminous stones over there."

Muhua is looking at Fengze, and Fengze is also looking at Muhua.

A group of people gathered around him, and there were orcs who were doing unknown things standing respectfully behind him, not saying a word, as if they were ready to take his orders at any time.

Fengze had never met any important figures. The highest-ranking people he had ever seen were the guards at the gate of the Beast City and the registrar who was responsible for registering the names of the clan leaders.

But now it seems that this young orc is even more imposing than the guards at the gate of the Beast City.

He couldn't tell clearly from a distance just now, but when he got closer, Fengze had a direct feeling about this orc.

The orc's aura was full of enthusiasm and vitality, and he looked very prosperous. Fengze judged that he must be a young orc.

He has a light fragrance, which smells nice.

That’s great, Fengze thought.

It was not until he heard a voice from the front telling him to move that Fengze slowly came back to his senses. He moved his slightly cloudy eyes and hurriedly followed the crowd to deliver the things.

The heavy burden on his shoulders was suddenly lifted off his shoulders, but Fengze felt uneasy as the glowing stone left his body.

Holding tightly in his hand the shriveled animal-hide bag, which contained all his belongings, he followed the loaded cart with reluctant eyes, watching it slowly leave.

"Come back to your senses!"

The young orc called out to him, and Fengze came back to his senses. He quickly took a step forward and stood back in front of the table.

When he returned to the table again, Fengze discovered something different.

There was a wooden sign on the table in front of the orc, with two square balls written on it. Fengze didn't know what they were, but guessed that they were probably words.

So he lowered his head obediently and dared not look at the table again.

Words are extremely precious. Orcs like them are not worthy of reading them, and wanting to learn them is even more wishful thinking.

As a fellow orc, Mu Hua knew why he bowed his head and did not waste time explaining it.

Muhua believed that he would eventually understand that the Tiger Tribe was different.

Flipping open the booklet that recorded the tribe's information, looking at the orc's shining horns, Mu Hua smiled at him in a friendly manner, "Are you from the Mountain Sheep Tribe?"

Everything here makes Fengze nervous.

A strange environment, an unknown future, precious texts, and an orc who is obviously not a simple character.

Fengze opened his mouth and even had the illusion that he had forgotten how to speak, but fortunately he still managed to make a sound.

His voice was a little dry. "Yes, I am from the Blue Sheep Tribe. My name is Fengze."

The basic information sent by Feitian recorded the names of every tribal leader, witch doctor and female, so Muhua was able to match the people up quickly.

"Are you the chief of the Blue Sheep Tribe?"

"Yes."

Mu Hua suddenly felt like he had found a kindred spirit. Once upon a time, he was also the head of a tribe, and he would start worrying about the livelihood of the tribe as soon as he opened his eyes every day.

He had a feeling of mutual respect, and his tone became much more intimate, "Can you read?"

Few orcs can read, but routine inquiries are still necessary.

"do not know."

Sure enough, Mu Hua heard the expected answer.

"How old are you?" Mu Hua recorded the information in his hand and explained, "It means how many winter seasons you have gone through since you were born."

It's just a simple record, and the tribe doesn't think that the orcs would remember their age so clearly.

This question really stumped Fengze. He tilted his head and thought about it for a long time.