"My Lord Witch Doctor, how do I write my name?"

The eyes on the cliff, which had a little evil spirit, were extremely hot at this moment. He was extremely eager to know how to write his name. If he knew, he would definitely write it down hard, and it would be better than Xiuyan.

Ji Nuan picked up the pen and wrote down two words from the cliff on the paper very skillfully: "This is your name, cliff~li~"

The two small square-like patterns turned out to be their own name, and they are really different from Xiuyan. This is their own name.

"This is...my name."

"Every orc has a different name, and they also have their own writing styles." Ji Nuan was very happy to see them like this.

She came to the other side of the long table: "Brother Xiuyan, go to the opposite of me."

"Cliff, come out with me." Cliff carefully put the paper with his name in his arms, and then followed Ji Nuan out.

"You're talking to me now."

The cliff was a little confused: "What are you saying?"

Ji Nuan smiled: "You can say anything."

"Can you teach me to write my name?"

Ji Nuan nodded: "Okay, just this sentence, come in with me."

The orcs in the conference room were waiting for a long time, and Ji Nuanhe finally walked in from the cliff.

Ji Nuan returned to the table and picked up a pen and wrote it on the paper. Then he asked an orc beside him to hand the paper to Xiu Yan.

"Brother Xiuyan, this piece of paper says something that the cliff just said outside. You can read it out and let the cliff listen, right?"

The orcs laughed at Xiu Yan and looked at him: "Captain Xiu Yan, have you made the witch doctor angry?"

"Hehe, I just saw it. Master Wu Doctor and Captain Cliff have walked a long way. Captain Xiuyan will definitely not hear them talking."

"Can you teach me to write my name?" A cold voice rang in the conference room. The orcs looked at the cliff with a look of good performance when they heard this.

But the cliff widened his eyes in shock.

Seeing his dazed look, the orcs asked anxiously: "In the cliff, what Xiu Yan said just now is right? Is that what you said?"

He swallowed his saliva and nodded: "Yes, it's what I said, no word is wrong."

Boom ~

The meeting room was shocked instantly, and the orcs came to Xiu Yan one by one, and saw a string of small squares written on the piece of paper.

"Sit down, everyone."

Ji Nuan walked forward.

"This is the power of words. We can use words to convey messages, record things, record our hunting, herbs, and survival experiences to our descendants, so that our tribe's knowledge can be passed on from generation to generation. Do you want to learn words?"

Ji Nuan's voice was obviously exactly the same as usual, but it seemed to be filled with endless bewitching when it came to the orcs.

"We want to learn, I want to write down my hunting and adventures and show it to our kids."

"I want to write my name."

“So too.”

Seeing that they were interested, Ji Nuan smiled: "Now, the only ones who can write these words in our tribe are me and Prince Xiuyan.
Chapter completed!