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Chapter 205: Sacrifice to the Beast God (5)

After Mo Ci visited all the tribes in the Orc Kingdom, some simple cooking methods in his cookbook were also spread out.

For a time, the entire Orc Kingdom became keen on food.

While they were happy about the delicious food, Mo Ci was deep in thought, holding the book he had written down based on what the chiefs had passed down orally.

The orc country where he lived consisted of twelve ethnic groups in total, and he obtained the contents of these twelve so-called ancient books as he wished.

However, this content is still incoherent.

In other words, there are only a few places that can be connected.

But this little bit of content was not enough for Mo Ci to understand this thing.

But at least it proved Mo Ci's guess that it was necessary to gather all the orc tribes on this orc continent.

As to whether this content will ultimately be good or bad for him, it is unknown.

At present, it seems that there must be a reason for the existence of this thing.

Perhaps the Beast God really exists.

Otherwise, how can we explain that these contents, which are passed down orally and found in ancient books of different orc tribes, come from the same source?

Mo Ci pondered over it and continued to practice seriously, occasionally going out hunting and looking for something edible.

After doing this for a while, he really enriched his diet and ate much better.

After the death of the envoy, Mo Ci remained inactive for a full six months.

It was not until half a year later that he suddenly brought those orc warriors to the gate of another tribe.

Unlike the envoy who attacked without saying a word, Mo Ci chose to negotiate first.

During this period, he naturally had to demonstrate his extraordinary abilities.

For example, calling the wind and rain.

In this way, relying on the title of Beast God, Mo Ci successfully took over the tribe without any effort.

It was this simple action that made Mo Ci realize once again how much the orcs in this world respected the Beast God.

I'm afraid that, using the name of the Beast God, he would order these orcs to die the next moment without any hesitation.

Surprised at the orcs' morbid worship of the Beast God, Mo Ci followed suit and headed towards the surrounding tribes.

The orc country expanded bigger and bigger, and the ancient book became clearer and clearer thanks to Mo Ci's efforts.

However, Mo Ci felt more and more uneasy.

So his forward steps stopped temporarily, and when all the orcs didn't expect it, Mo Ci returned to his previous residence and continued his retreat.

Strength is Mo Ci's only reliance.

Although Mo Ci is now absolutely stronger than many orcs in terms of strength.

However, Mo Ci still felt uneasy, uneasy about the protagonist of this world that he had not met, and uneasy about the messenger that was killed so easily by him.

Amidst all these anxieties, the only way for him to calm down is to improve his strength.

While Mo Ci was in seclusion here, the orcs over there continued to do what they were supposed to do, and no accidents happened at all.

At most, I would think about why Lord Qinghui was summoned by the Beast God this time.

Then I felt envious, envious of the Beast God's favor for Mo Ci.

As for jealousy, I have never felt it.

In their view, the Beast God is heaven. Since it is the Beast God's choice, it is right, and they just need to obey.

Just like the previous messenger, they were under the banner of the Beast God. Even if they struggled and resisted at the beginning, they would obey as soon as they heard the name of the Beast God.

Compared to the messenger, Mo Ci's abilities are more extraordinary, so he is more trustworthy.

Naturally, they will behave themselves and not cause trouble.

By the time Mo Ci came out of seclusion after reaching a higher level of strength, a whole year had passed.

His appearance made the orcs very happy and they had to celebrate.

So, Mo Ci sat right above the open space, looking at the lively orcs below, and felt that the scene in front of him was a little too lively.

At the same time, Mo Ci looked at the stars twinkling above his head through the darkness.

This time when he came out of seclusion, the feeling that had always made him restless seemed to have dissipated, and only a little bit of uncertainty remained.

So, it turns out that strength is his greatest reliance.

Also, what could be the thing that could make him feel uneasy?

That messenger is not from this Orc continent, so is he a time traveler?

Or rebirth?

Or maybe, this orc continent is just a small world kept in captivity?

Mo Ci's mind was full of thoughts, and from time to time orcs would come to him and offer him a glass of fruit wine. The glass in Mo Ci's was filled with ordinary water, not fruit wine.

To be honest, in so many worlds, that was the only time Mo Ci could drink recklessly and get drunk.

The only indulgence.

After that, he never let himself get drunk.

Even the chance to touch alcohol will be avoided.

Even the mild fruit wine in front of him was not something he would drink.

The orcs were not dissatisfied with Mo Ci's actions. They just toasted happily and left.

This went on repeatedly, and Mo Ci didn't eat much of the meal, but drank all water.

In the evening, the hustle and bustle gradually faded away. Mo Ci was inspired and did not return to his room. Instead, he walked out of here and walked slowly along the river.

He put his hands behind his back, lowered his eyes slightly, and walked forward slowly.

He was thinking, apart from Qinghui's wishes, what should he do in this world to gain merit and faith?

As for faith, Mo Ci seemed to have never obtained it, but he could get some merit, more or less.

This belief... If it is the Beast God, and there are so many orcs worshipping him, then this belief must be countless, right?

Therefore, gods gain faith.

There are also some "stars" mentioned by Shen Mo, and when merits reach a certain level, they will also be accompanied by the existence of faith.

Mo Ci was thinking about it, and suddenly stopped. He looked up, and for a moment, he felt a sense of being watched from the sky.

what is that?

Beast God?

Mo Ci raised his head high and looked above. He saw that the sky, which had one or two stars visible just now, had now become completely dark. Only a crescent moon was left, which was bright and a little dazzling.

"Plop——!"

There was a sound of something heavy falling on the river, and Mo Ci immediately turned his head to look over.

I saw a young child struggling and shouting.

"Help! Help! Help!"

A series of cries for help, accompanied by the occasional sound of him drinking a sip of river water, rang out. Mo Ci looked at the child, and the feeling in his heart finally came.

This person is the protagonist of this world.

Mo Ci raised his hand, and the water in the river turned into a water whip, which picked up the child who fell into the water and placed him next to Mo Ci.

The child drank several mouthfuls of river water and was still frightened as he whispered "Help".

It took him a while to come back to his senses, and he looked at Mo Ci.

Seeing the ears on Mo Ci's head and the tail swaying slightly behind him, he immediately pounced over and hugged Mo Ci's legs.

"Father!"

Mo Ci: “?”

Dad?

Who is his father?

Who is he calling daddy?

Mo Ci's face was full of confusion, and he looked at the child who was hugging his legs and sobbing.

The child also has furry ears and a long, fluffy tail.

Just looking at it, it doesn't look like a fox orc.

"Shut up."

The child kept crying, and Mo Ci lost his patience and just scolded him coldly.

As soon as these two words came out, the child stopped crying immediately, raised his head, and looked at Mo Ci with red eyes.

Cute is cute, but that's all.

"let go."

Two more words, the child looked at Mo Ci eagerly, not wanting to let go.

But when he met Mo Ci's cold gaze, he finally withdrew his hand timidly.

"What's your name? Where did this orc cub come from?"