Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 551 The Orcs' Intimidation and Curses
"Puff! Puff!"

A series of dull sounds rang out, and the Uk tribesmen, who had just been terrified, were now as pale as tribesmen who had frozen to death in winter.

A very strong, fishy smell began to permeate the not-so-large open space, and some people were so frightened that they urinated.

A moment later, some people snapped out of their dazed state by the glaring crimson light, pounding their heads on the ground in a trembling thud: "Sir, spare our lives! We'll never do it again! We'll get back to work, we'll definitely work hard!"

"Spare me, sir!"

"Don't kill us! Don't kill us!"

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The cacophony of terrified pleas for mercy made Yingze, sitting on the large rock, frown: "Shut up."

The orc's clear voice carried a hint of irritation, and the open space instantly fell silent.

Looking at the group of Ukrainians in front of him, their faces covered in snot and tears, and even emitting an unpleasant odor, Hawkeye frowned and coldly ordered, "Shut up."

Then her clear gaze turned to the three people who were still standing there dumbfounded: "You three will be rewarded with two days of roasted meat, and from now on these runaway slaves will be under your management."

The two middle-aged males and the young male were stunned for a moment, then looked incredulously at the orc sitting on the big rock, and then at the group of very familiar tribesmen below.

The young man and his father swallowed hard, their eyes involuntarily glancing at their uncle and brother standing to the side.

Stared at by the two simpletons, even the eldest male's stiff face twitched a few times: "Sir, we...we are just pure humans, and our fighting power is not strong."

He was afraid he wouldn't be able to control these tribesmen. He could see several of them who had been very arrogant in the tribe just by raising his eyes.

These people submit to the power of the orc warriors, but when the orc lord is not around, they are nothing more than being trampled on the ground.

Yingze knew his concerns, and upon hearing this, he simply sneered, "After we return to the tribe today, they will be cursed. If anyone disobeys or causes trouble, you, as the leader, can punish them."

Stared at by the orc's cold gaze, the middle-aged man's scalp tingled, his eyes flickered, but he still bowed firmly and said, "Mu Sang will definitely manage these slaves well."

Yingze gave a light hum as if in response: "Go get to work."

Now, the previous male manager fell silent, instead smiling as he looked at the newly appointed slave manager.

Mu Sang's face twitched. He took a deep breath and looked at the familiar faces: "Get up and get back to work."

The slaves of the Uk tribe had naturally heard what the orc had just said. Although they felt strange that Musang, whom they had never taken seriously before, was now in charge of them, they dared not show it at all.

Even the muscular men who had clashed with Mu Sang and his companions before managed to force a fawning smile at them before twitching as they followed the main group toward the tall grass.

Looking at the cautious footsteps of the tribesmen around him, the young male swallowed hard and turned to look at his uncle with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Uncle, I will listen to you from now on."

Good heavens, if it weren't for Uncle today, they would have gone hungry or even been subjected to that terrifying curse.

Having learned their lesson from the blood donation incident, these Ukrainian tribe slaves dared not cause any more trouble, and they became as obedient as the wild chickens that were once raised in the tribe.

During dinner, Yingze told Wuyue and Yuanlang about what had happened that day. Wuyue also cooperated by planting a curse on every escaped Uk tribe slave in front of everyone. She even demonstrated the power of the curse in front of everyone. The males affected by the curse seemed to be suffering great torment, with veins bulging on their exposed skin. They lay on the ground, repeatedly banging their heads against the earth. The dull thuds made it impossible to doubt the force of their blows.

Blood slowly seeped from the corners of his lips, ears, nose, and even the corners of his eyes. He tried to open his mouth wide, but couldn't make a sound.

“You are not ordinary tribespeople, but slaves of our Snow Moon tribe. Disobedient slaves have no value and there is only one fate awaiting you.”

Wu Yue looked coldly at the trembling, kneeling slaves of the Uk tribe below, feeling no pity whatsoever.

If he hadn't returned in time, his tribesmen might be in an even worse state than they are now.

With a calm expression, the male, who had just been in so much pain that he wanted to end his life, collapsed weakly onto the ground, which was already soaked with his sweat.

He then turned and left the open space with several orc warriors.

The scene just now not only shocked the slaves of the Uk tribe, but also made the members of the Snow Moon tribe and several other tribes who came to learn how to make food swallow hard.

Good heavens, the shamans are indeed terrifying beings.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. At this moment, in Wu Yue's cave, Wu Yue was staring intently at the robust severed arm in the green liquid and muttered to herself, "Good heavens, this arm looks even healthier than Ying Ze's arm before it was severed."

"Dog host, hurry up and reattach that little bird's arm. I can't wait to see you level up."

The virtual five-short-tall system in the system space rubbed its hands together expectantly, its eyes full of excitement.

Wu Yue, who was captivated by the magical power of the potion, couldn't help but get excited upon hearing this. She took a deep breath, stood up, and walked outside.

The sky was now draped in a deep blue veil, and in the distance, one could see bonfires and tribesmen sitting around them, chatting and eating.

At the cave entrance were several orc warriors and members of the Dongsang tribe who had come to learn how to make food from corn.

As if hearing her footsteps, they all stopped talking and looked into the cave.

Bren, who was gnawing on a wild boar leg with his mouth full of grease, greeted enthusiastically, "Lord Wuyue, come and eat some meat. I've saved the freshest part for you."

Wu Yue glanced at the foodie with amusement: "We can eat later. There are more important things to do now."

"Speak," she said, her eyes smiling as she looked at Yingze. "Yingze, come in with me."

Ying Zeqing's sharp eyes widened instantly. He suddenly stood up, and under the surprised gazes of the other two tribesmen, his chest heaved several times before he slowly exhaled and walked towards Wu Yue.

Yuan Lang had already gotten up and come to Wu Yue's side the moment she came out: "Ready?"

Wu Yue nodded with a smile: "Mm."

He then looked at the Teng brothers, who were also preparing to come in, and said, "You two stay outside and keep watch. Don't let anyone come in and disturb us."

Long time no see, everyone! It's been such a long break. I'm back now, but I don't know how many of you are still here. Even though there are only a few minutes left, I still want to wish all my lovely friends a Happy Women's Day in advance.

I hope everyone can cast their votes for Pigeon King Yi-Yi if they have any spare time, to support him, thank you so much!

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