436 ORC TRIBE 36

Na Yu helped them clean up their hides every day. She also had to cook for them so that they could eat a little meat every day. They simply couldn't eat their fill.

As for Lan Yi...

She didn't do anything at home every day. She also didn't help Na Yu. Other orcs asked her to marry them, but she didn't agree. She just wanted to sit at home and wait for Lance to change his mind and marry her.

It was as if she was waiting for a pie to fall from the sky.

The tribe leader was in his prime. He couldn't say that he wouldn't go hunting and just sit at home and wait for the meat to be distributed.

Every day was harder, and the amount of meat they received at home had decreased. The tribe leader was also very resentful.

The conflict between the three of them gradually deepened. Especially in the entire White Stone tribe, DuoRuo and Searle's status was getting higher and higher.

Originally, they looked down on the orphan girl and leopard cub, but now, they were revered by the entire tribe.

Every time they opened their mouths, it was Duo Ruo.

The bear cub from Xiong Er's family used to be playful and feverish.

They all prepared medicinal herbs, but if this medicinal herb was given to the cub to consume, the cub might not become an orc for the rest of his life.

Duo Ruo used a linen handkerchief, dipped it in warm water, and rubbed it back and forth on the bear cub's body. After a busy night, the bear cub's fever subsided, and he did not eat any medicinal herbs!

Duo Ruo had invented the earth kang. The females did not have to worry about the snow season being unbearable.

Duo Ruo had invented clothes. The females wore them and they were much better than animal skins

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Everything was Duo Ruo. Duo Ruo was now secretly called a goddess by the entire White Stone tribe.

The goddess that God had given them was to make them happy!

It was precisely because of this that the tribe leader's family was gradually isolated by the people of the White Stone tribe.

It was as if they were standing on the same side. Xia Ling had more and more friends on her side, but on the tribe leader's side, he usually used his hands to grab food.

The house was in a mess, and the meat was eaten after being salted once. The more he ate, the worse it got.

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As for Xia Ling...

She did not put the clan leader's family in her eyes at all, except for the fact that she had slapped them in the face in the beginning.

Xia Ling lived her life quietly, and she did not argue with any females.

She was straightforward and sincere. Those who had received her help liked her very much, and they would all become her friends.

There was no need to deliberately form cliques. After the clan leader's family lost their position as the clan leader, their family was not well-liked in the White Stone tribe.

Lance brought the orcs out to hunt every day.

Xia Ling prepared dry food for Lance and Searle to hunt.

She always made two flavors.

Lance's was very spicy, fragrant, and somewhat salty, while Searle's was normal, or even a little bland.

Every time he saw Searle staring at his food angrily, Lance was happy.

Although it was a little spicy, Lance would eat all the food to annoy Searle.

When Searle complained, Xia Ling rubbed his head and told him that she had a deeper meaning.

At first, Searle did not understand.

But then Searle understood...

A month later, Lance was bald!

That golden hair suddenly became sparse, and one could even vaguely see some scalp.

Lance, who was so handsome and imposing, suddenly lost his hair, almost falling into the Mediterranean.

Lance looked as if he had eaten sh*t and went to Xia Ling for help.

He was puzzled and thought that there was something wrong with his body.

On the other side, Xia Ling also pretended to be surprised, as if she did not know anything.

After sending Lance off, Searle hugged her and rubbed his face.

"Sister, you did it on purpose, didn't you!"

If Lance did not know, how could Searle not know?

Sister was the worst.

She looked like a gentle and lovely female, but in fact, she was full of bad ideas.