CHAPTER 41: CHAPTER 40, FRUIT OF DIVINE PUNISHMENT_1

"Ouch, I say, Big Hog, why are there so many Giggle Beasts in the Watson Tribe? The smell is killing me!"

As Ji Nuan, who was busy catching Giggle Beasts, heard faint conversations in the distance, she quickly tied the struggling Giggle Beast in her hand with a vine rope, threw it into the basket on her back, and immediately hid in the bushes near the cumin tree.

She crushed a few cumin fruits on her, and instantly, the strong scent of cumin filled the air, masking her own smell.

"I mean, the tribal territory of the Watson Tribe is full of odd things, the smell is so pungent!"

Not far away, two bulky males covered in dense hair and fat were constantly waving their fan-sized hands around their noses, apparently tormented by the overly strong cumin scent.

"Enough, stop complaining, just drop the things and let’s get out of here. I’m starving! I’m going home to eat the young unicorn I caught yesterday."

Big Hog shook his hefty head, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes.

Second Hog wobbled the large beast skin wrap on his back as he walked. From it he took out fist-sized white fruits and dropped them to the ground. Wherever they went, these white fruits were scattered, lying in the grass like Giggle Beast eggs.

"Big brother, can you also give me some meat from the baby unicorn when we get home?"

"I’ll give you if you finish my share!" Big Hog gave the slobbering Second Hog a side-eye.

Upon hearing this, Second Hog’s spirit brightened. He immediately took the wrap from Big Hog’s back and followed behind him, like a lackey.

The figures of the two beasts gradually moved away. Ji Nuan took a deep breath before coming out of the bushes and picking up the white fruits that Big Hog and Second Hog had scattered in the grass.

The shell of the fruit was very hard, and Ji Nuan couldn’t squeeze it with her hand. She looked around and saw these white fruits everywhere.

From the conversation of the two orcs, they didn’t seem to be from the tribe. Now they were sneakily scattering so many white fruits in the tribal territory.

For some reason, Ji Nuan had a nagging feeling of unease.

After thinking it over, she picked up a few more white fruits from the grass around her and put them in the basket on her back. Then she rushed towards the tribe.

She had only recently arrived in this world, and her original self hardly ever left the tribe as a small female cub. As a result, she knew little about many things in this world.

The shaman had been very busy lately. Because of the winter matters, she had specially asked the Clan Leader for five orcs to help her collect herbs, and drying herbs every day had nearly broken her back.

"Shaman, Shaman!" Ge Xing, holding a white fruit, hurriedly came to the shaman’s cave.

Seeing his frightened face, the shaman’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly took two steps forward: "What happened? It’s not like you, Clan Leader, to panic like this."

Though her words were reproachful, her worry was apparent in her tone.

Ge Xing’s lips trembled, and he shakily extended his right hand.

When the white fruit lying in his palm came into the shaman’s view, she froze, her pupils tightened, and she screamed in a high-pitched voice, as though someone had choked her: "Fruit of Divine Punishment!"

Following behind the Clan Leader, Ji Nuan hadn’t even had a chance to catch her breath before she was frozen in place by the shaman’s terrified voice.

The Fruit of Divine Punishment, what on earth was that?