There was no chance of stopping Namuli and Nakura.

Kun, the most combat power among ordinary orcs in the tribe, became an orc of the Watson tribe under his nose. Nakura felt that his entire beast was in a bad state.

But on the Beast World Continent, orcs who become witch doctor guardians and companions with females from other tribes must exit from their original tribe and join the new tribe.

Kun walked to Ji Nuan's side, sat cross-legged, and looked at the female who was only one palm away from her. She felt a sense of inexplicable familiarity in her heart.

In front of me, I seemed to see a silver-haired orc getting along with a little female.

Ji Nuan did not put too much energy on the orc beside her. She frowned and observed the fruit on the big leaves for a while, then took out a pair of ink-black gloves from the animal skin bag around her waist and put them on. Then she reached out to grab a fruit.

According to the head of Meng Zhuo, this is the fruit I just picked today. Several red marks appeared on the peel. If I hadn't observed it carefully, I wouldn't have seen it at all.

Thinking of Namuli's strange look he had just seen, Ji Nuan suddenly felt suspicious.

The tribes below have begun to argue about who should belong to the leaves of this sacred tree.

To be fair, the tribes selected two orcs to compete, but the Watson tribe did not participate in this competition.

"Go and call Chief Mengzhuo and Mengtai to come over." Ji Nuan whispered to Fuyi.

He winged his head and took a small step to change Ka Love to the Monte tribe. Namuli on the other side was still pestering his father to ask Kun to come back, but he didn't notice the situation here at all.

"Doctor Ji Nuan, are you calling us?" Meng Zhuo and Mengtai walked over.

Ji Nuan signaled the orcs to take two animal hide pads and give them: "Sit down, I'll tell you something."

The two beasts looked at each other, took the animal skin mat handed over by the orc, and sat opposite Ji Nuan.

Ji Nuan lifted the fruit in her hand: "Look at it."

Meng Zhuo reached out to take the fruit, but Ji Nuan hid in it: "Look at it like this, don't touch it with your hands."

When Meng Zhuo heard this, he seemed to have thought of something and his face became serious.

The orcs were already sensitive to vision, and soon the two beasts discovered red linear marks on the surface of the fruit: "This is!"

The linear traces were very strange, and they didn't look like something naturally grown on the surface of the fruit. They looked a bit terrifying.

Ji Nuan put the fruit on the big leaves, took out a small knife from the small animal skin bag, and carefully cut the fruit open.

Seeing that the skin was still red, but the middle had turned black, the beasts took a breath: "Why is this fruit black?"

Ji Nuan looked at Montei sitting aside: "You go back first and put away all the fruits of your tribe. The most important thing is to check if there are any orcs who have eaten this kind of fruit."

After Ji Nuan said this, Mengtai and Mengzhuo immediately thought that the orcs in the tribe didn't know the dangerous fruit, and Mengtai instantly stood up and walked towards the tribe's position.

"Captain Meng Zhuo said, was this fruit given to you by Namuli?" Ji Nuan pointed to the fruit that was still turning black in front of her.
Chapter completed!