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Chapter 2191 Orc Curse Chapter 53
Dali Feizhuan was awakened by the moisture in his breath. It wasn't a startled awakening, but a slow and natural awakening after a good night's sleep. He didn't open his eyes, but first stretched out his limbs.

He had heard that stretching after waking up could make you grow taller. He yawned, enjoying the perfect amount of sleepiness. The ample sleep made him think of an inappropriate analogy.

People admire girls' legs for being just the right amount of beautiful, always finding fault with whether they're a little too fat or too thin. He's about just about right now; if he sleeps too little, he might be too tired, and if he sleeps too much, he might get a headache.

The last time he slept this well was after finishing his review the day before the exam. He was so tired from studying that he didn't oversleep the next day, nor did he wake up too early due to nervousness. He just woke up when the alarm rang.

"I didn't expect to fall asleep while in virtual stealth, but surprisingly, I slept very soundly." Dali Feizhuan groped his way to his feet, twisted his neck left and right, and pulled off a piece of animal hide.

This is why his neck didn't ache despite the heavy strain of his sleeping posture.

"How thoughtful! I can't let this trust down, so I'll continue... Sigh!?"

Before Dali Feizhuan could finish speaking, his eyes widened at the sight before him. The forest dragon king, which had only been partially cultivated, had been completely skinned, revealing its snow-white cambium layer. And on that snow-white cambium layer, which resembled farmland, were neatly arranged tomato shoots with tender leaves stretching out.

Dali Feizhuan rubbed his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Is this the Snail Fairy?"

"The Snail Fairy can only help you with laundry and cooking. Men plow and women weave. If anyone's coming, it'll be Brother Ox." Uncle Zhongfu popped up, and the little girl's appearance and the middle-aged man's bubbly voice made Dali Feizhuan shiver.

However, more than the contrast between his voice and appearance, Dali Feizhuan wondered if he was having a dream where all his work was already done because of the overwhelming workload.

A loud hum interrupted Dali Feizhu's questioning. He immediately turned around and saw the elephant-beastman dynasty spraying a jet of water into the sky. A light rain came, taking away the morning's haze and drawing a rainbow to open the curtain of a new day.

The fine drizzle fell on the tender tomato branches, and the slender branches seemed to be awakened, stretching their bodies and yawning, trying to grow stronger.

As they stretched, unripe fruits began to grow.

"It worked! Did it really work?!" Dali Feizhuan exclaimed in disbelief as he lay on a grafted tomato branch and carefully picked up a green fruit.

He carefully picked one, and just as he was about to put it in his mouth to taste it, he felt a gaze upon him.

He followed the gaze and saw a bull-beastman child hiding beside an adult bull-beastman not far away, watching him—or rather, watching the unripe tomato in his hand.

He really is Brother Niu.

He muttered something to himself and walked step by step toward the bull-beastman child. Perhaps because he was still wearing the bull-head mask, the bull-beastman child was more curious about him.

He squatted down in front of the bull-beastman child, opened his arms, and handed him the unripe tomato.

The bull-beastman child glanced at his mother, and after receiving her nod of agreement, he tentatively reached out towards the powerful flying brick and took the unripe tomato from her palm.

The child couldn't wait to put the unripe tomato into his mouth and start chewing.

"It's so bitter—" The bull-beastman child frowned, looking aggrieved.

"Because it's not ripe yet, but it'll be soon!" Dali Feizhuan was amused by the cow-beastman child's funny face and reached out to rub the cow-beastman child's fluffy head.

"It'll be delicious when it gets big and red. Let's work hard together!" "Okay!"

When the members of the Fairy Kingdom enthusiasts logged in and were ready to get to work, they were also stunned by what they saw.

Not only because of the forest dragon king that has already been cultivated, the grafted tomato shoots, but also because of the beastmen wielding hoes on the forest dragon king's cambium.

"This is?"

While everyone else was still clueless, Kate the Cat found Lottie Sandrak, the Beast King. Unlike the others who were surprised and delighted, she felt something was amiss.

Having herbivorous beastmen help with grafting would definitely be the best way to solve the manpower shortage problem, but they never mentioned it because this method is full of hidden dangers.

The herbivorous beastmen are filled with fear of humans because of the Great Beast God's oracle, and this fear stems from the price to pay for disobeying the Great Beast God's oracle.

The herbivorous beastmen helped them cultivate the body of the Forest Dragon King. The act of grafting plants was a borderline violation of the Great Beast God's decree. Once they completed the grafting experiment, cultivating plants specifically for grafting would undoubtedly be the most reliable method.

“We didn’t ask them to do it; they did it on their own.” Beastmaster Lottie Sandrak shook her head. The herbivorous beastmen of the Gianthoof Tribe didn’t have the arrogance of the carnivorous beastmen, but they had a simple heart and couldn’t accept reaping the benefits without sowing.

They prefer to earn their own food and share it rather than receive it as charity.

Lottie Sandrak, the Beastmaster, spoke with a tone of helplessness, but even more so with a sense of pride.

Food is essential for survival, and sharing food is probably the world's first and most significant act of kindness.

“It’s certainly a good thing that the herbivores are willing to help, but we can’t ignore the risks.” Kate Cat lowered her voice. “The Gianthoof tribe also has priests who act as deities, right? Such a large-scale operation by the herbivores can’t be kept secret from them.”

"Haven't you examined the state of the person wearing the beast-head hood?" Beast King Lottie Sandrak reminded him. "The hood has the effect of concealing one's identity."

"Hidden identity?"

Kate Cat looked at Mighty Brick wearing a bull's head mask. The identification results did indeed include the term "Bull Beastman," but anyone with normal eyesight could tell at a glance that it was just a human wearing a bull's head mask.

“The priests are blessed by the Great Beast God. Their eyes see differently from those of us other orcs. Sometimes they can see through illusions, but at other times they are easily deceived.” Beast King Lottie Sandrak seemed unsure how to explain, and could only solemnly assure him.

"I will not risk the tribe and the orcs, so please trust me, and do not take off the beast head mask."

"I understand."

Kate nodded seriously and sent the information to everyone.

When explaining why the High Priest of the Beast God couldn't recognize her, Kate Cat paused for a moment, her gaze falling on the system interface, specifically the [Blessing] option.

The blessing indicates that the powerful flying brick is a bull-beastman.

"Could it be?"

(End of this chapter)