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The Record of Orc Civilization

In the treacherous Bog forest, danger lurked as a dense white mist blinded eyes and chilling air froze souls. At dawn, ferocious, mutated creatures roamed, seeking prey. The weakest species, Monster Species, struggled amid magic-wielding mages. They hid in caves and lairs to evade magical rulers, but hiding wasn't enough. Transmigrated as an orc named Moku, a former MMA champion, sought superpowers through rituals and lore to make himself and his tribe stronger. With an unyielding promise, Moku vowed to wage war against those underestimating Monster Species. In a world of magic and peril, his journey for empowerment and revenge had just begun. Join Moku in this gripping fantasy, battling limitations and prejudice to face his destiny in the Bog forest. {Disclaimer: This novel will be the basis or background story of all the subsequent novels that I will write. English is not my first language and this is the first novel I've written. So if there are any mistakes in writing or language that are difficult to understand, please understand. I will keep trying to be a better writer. And you can see the changes in my writing style from chapter to chapter. ------------------------------------ Hey guys, I’m back!!! First off, I want to apologize for disappearing without notice, lol. There were a few things I had to deal with—like writer’s block and, oh yeah, my wedding… Yup, folks, I got married!!! Hehehe. Now that I’m back, I’ll do my best to update at least three chapters per week and finish the second volume of TROC. Your support means the world to me, and I truly hope you’ll stick with me on this journey. Thank you so much, everyone! Love, love, love!

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Activities in West Fortress

"Hey! Don't just put it anywhere; there are dangerous explosives inside! Do you want to blow this place up?" a supervisor in military uniform scolded his subordinate, who was carrying a box containing explosives.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" the sweaty subordinate apologized, but the smile on his face didn't fade.

"Hurry, load it up! Load it up! We don't have much time before the other caravans arrive!!" the supervisor commanded with enthusiasm.

"Hey! Arion guys are coming again; make space for them to put their stuff!!" a mage ordered the soldiers at work.

Swiftly, they cleared the space, and before long, a horde of tall, green-skinned men appeared, carrying large boxes on their shoulders. The boxes looked very heavy, requiring more than two people to lift them. However, for the arion species, the boxes were relatively light, with each of them carrying three boxes at once without breaking a sweat.