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

A little further away, the forest under the Behemoth Mountains.

It's hard to travel on rainy days.

But Mu Yang didn't want to break his promise, so he rushed over and finally met up with the salt exchange team two days ago.

A total of twenty orcs went out of the salt-exchanging team, and sixteen came back.

Looking at the familiar, slightly tired figures in front of him, Mu Yang felt indescribably happy.

How could I not be happy that all my childhood friends came back safe and sound and completed such a difficult task?

Previously, Shi Gu suggested taking inexperienced newly-adult males to exchange for salt, but Mu Yang strongly disagreed.

It seems that old ginger is still spicy.

Although four people died, it was pretty good.

Shi Gu was a serious-looking orc, and Hu Pang was very afraid of him when he was young.

Mu Yang is also afraid now.

This seems to be some kind of strange inheritance.

When facing Shi Gu, Mu Yang would become uncontrollably nervous, as if he was a child who had done something wrong and was waiting to be punished by his parents.

He subconsciously lowered his ears and straightened his hind legs and tail.

But he still told him everything about Hu Pang and how he would succeed the clan leader.

Shi Gu listened quietly without any expression.

Seems to be well received.

The young males behind him were not so calm.

They were either surprised or sad, but most of them were happy for Mu Yang.

There were more than a dozen orcs whispering to each other for a while.

The buzzing sound continued.

"Cough cough."

There was that familiar throat clearing sound again.

The little guys behind Shi Gu immediately shut up and quieted down.

Mu Yang also subconsciously raised his head and chest and secretly swallowed his saliva.

"I have something to tell you, Muyang bastard."

When going out for activities, the leader is always the most tired.

But even after a long journey and mental tension, Shi Gu's voice was still full of energy.

He never seemed to show weakness.

Mu Yang straightened his back even more, waiting for Shi Gu's lecture.

Yes, a lecture.

Besides this, Mu Yang could not have imagined that Shi Gu would say something to him in such a serious manner.

He, the orc, has always been the strictest.

"I'm sorry, Patriarch Muyang."

Shigu's slightly hoarse voice, accompanied by the sound of rain, echoed in the ears of every orc in the tribe.

Everyone's eyes widened at the same time, and they saw the same shock in the eyes of those around them.

Is this something Seokgu would say?!

Shi Gu actually apologized?

Although the tone doesn't sound apologetic at all, it's an apology, right?

Right, right?!

Ignore the change in atmosphere.

Shi Gu said to himself in a calm tone and a serious tone, "I am a sinner. Because of my arrogance, those four males could not be saved. They were warriors of the tribe, and they were..."

After a strange pause, Shigu continued, "...the tribe's future, who hopes that I am guilty."

For some reason, Mu Yang always felt something was strange.

It was as if the lines had been memorized in advance, without any emotional ups and downs.

The pauses and stress are also weird.

But the tigers all thought that Shi Gu was not used to apologizing because he had never apologized to anyone before. In addition, he was facing a group of cubs who were much younger than him and whom he had taught, so he felt a little embarrassed.

Mu Yang felt that he should offer comfort in this situation, but he didn't dare to overstep the line.

At least you can't pat him on the back like you would a friend and say, 'It's not a sin for a man to cry.'

I can only offer a few dry words of comfort and the matter will be over.

It was as if it had never happened and no one mentioned it again.

Because Shi Gu and Mu Yang are eager to go home.

The two teams of orcs did not rest for too long before embarking on their journey home.

The salt-exchanging team brought waterproof animal skins, so they could travel even on rainy days, which made Mu Yang feel relieved.

The rain never stopped during this period.

Most of the tiger tribes are furry orcs. When traveling on rainy days, the fur will get wet and stick to the body, which is not comfortable.

But the tribe was right in front of them and could be seen, so everyone was gritting their teeth and holding on.

It will take at least another day to climb the mountain and then die.

Because of the presence of Shi Gu, a taciturn and powerful orc elder, the two teams of more than 30 orcs walked unusually quietly.

Suddenly, Shigu stopped and the young orcs looked at him inquiringly.

Shi Gu carefully distinguished the faint footsteps mixed in the rain, and his expression became more and more solemn.

"It's a tide of giant beasts."

……

Rainy days are not very suitable for hunting.

The prey hides in its nest and is not easy to find.

But the orcs had to eat, so they had no choice but to go out.

Only Ling Han is different.

Ling Han feels like a fish in water on rainy days, and is extremely comfortable.

Snake tongues can even smell prey in the rain, which big cats cannot.

As a result, Ling Han's status in the tribe rose rapidly.

Every day, different orcs would follow Ling Han in search of food.

Su Mo was happy that Ling Han had a good relationship with people, and Ling Han was also happy to have fun on rainy days, so the big white snake went out hunting every day these days.

Although I used to go out every day, I caught more prey during these rainy days.

This also resulted in the prey piling up into a small hill in Su Mo's space.

Although the behemoths will become restless as the hot season approaches, they do not like rainy days. Most of them will hide in familiar places to avoid the rain and will not come out at all.

So the orcs in the tribe relaxed their vigilance, hunting when they should, and going back to the stone house to sleep when they should.

in the forest.

Ling Han swam quickly on the ground where there was a layer of water. The wild grass that was more than a meter tall blocked his way completely.

In front of him were several bison.

He found the right moment and opened his mouth wide, and a column of ice mist gushed out from Ling Han's dark mouth.

The cold air met the raindrops falling from the sky and formed ice crystals, which fell on several bison, freezing them solid before the herd could react.

The cattle were frightened and mooed a few times to alert their companions.

Several tigers in distress also emerged from the bushes on all sides and quickly bit the remaining bison to death.

Not everyone's abilities are suitable for hunting, or hunting on rainy days.

At times like this, the most primitive hunting method is often the best.

Ling Han swam out from the bushes, rolled up a few "bison ice sculptures" with his tail and planned to take them away.

Habitually ignore the words of tiger worship.

The big white snake was thinking about making some stir-fried beef and stewed beef brisket for his female in the evening.

The little female said that drinking hot soup is the most comfortable thing in cold weather.

What kind of soup should I cook?

Ling Han held his chin and thought.

Suddenly, the snake's belly touching the ground felt a slight vibration.

The vibration became stronger and stronger, and it was obviously coming towards them.

Most of the orcs in the Tiger Tribe have flesh pads, so they don’t make much noise when they walk. Moreover, all the orcs who came out to hunt today are here. Where did these come from?

Thinking of an unlikely possibility, Ling Han's pupils suddenly shrank.

not good!