My mod ruined the otherworldly art style.

The grand and imposing expeditionary force drove out of the city gate.

Leading the way was Cyril, the city guard commander.

And Scarface sitting in a luxurious carriage.

He glanced at the troops outside through the car window and decisively sent the message about the expedition to the group chat.

[Scarface]: "Everyone, are you ready?"

"Iron City has already set out on the expedition. I will keep you informed of the situation here in real time."

"So you can find the location of the dead."

[Second-in-Command]: "Oh my god, you guys have finally set off! We've been waiting so long we've almost withered."

"Do you know how aggressive these greens are?"

"Without a clear objective, they were fighting each other every day, and the camp they had painstakingly built was almost destroyed."

"This is really a headache."

[Hawkeye]: "Yeah, yeah, these big guys even want to drag us into training."

"Please spare me, I don't want to be a big guy covered in green."

[Blind Man]: "Hurry up and leave! Everyone hurry up and leave! These green-headed pigs are driving me crazy with all this noise!"

"These damn guys~, they don't even have QQ~!"

"It's made it so that I, who wanted to practice the [Unload Dragon Claw Hand], have nowhere to practice. We're practically a bunch of eunuchs."

The indignant blind man clearly had a lot of grievances against the green-skinned people.

The same was true for the others.

Everyone was getting very impatient with these "lively" green cars.

Just then, Dorothy spoke up.

"Hmph! Enough, stop arguing."

"The great expedition bestowed upon us by the Father God is about to begin. Doro!"

As soon as she spoke...

The chat group suddenly fell silent.

All eyes were focused outside the camp.

At this moment, 100 green-skinned orcs and more than a dozen menacing-looking carriages had already gathered there.

The green-skinned ones can reach the number 100.

It's because Lu Chen wanted to experiment with the spore proliferation function.

Therefore, this is a supplement.

In any case, a first-tier gestation nest can only have 100 core members; those beyond that will become peripheral members.

Unable to enjoy the resurrection service.

Orcs are considered war casualties and have extremely low intelligence, so whether they are core members or not is irrelevant.

If he were to die immediately after using it, Lu Chen would have no psychological burden whatsoever.

In the end, they were just a bunch of rampaging mushrooms.

As long as it can evoke enough emotional responses in him, that's enough.

For example, in the last two days.

The cheerful beastmen provide a lot of emotional energy every day.

In addition, there was the charlatan from the Iron City side.

This led to all the expeditionary soldiers using the enchanted weapons he invented.

Emotions such as admiration, excitement, sense of mission, sense of collective honor, and local pride arise one by one.

The quality is no less than the antics of the second-in-command and his ilk.

Within two days, the creative power, which had fallen to a low of 30 points, rose back to 140.

With this dual effect, the benefits are significantly higher than before.

to this end,

Lu Chen generously rewarded Scarface with 1000 contribution points.

It made him more positive and motivated.

Outside the camp,

The chaotic orcs were loading various supplies onto the wagon.

Most of these were dried meat and water redeemed using contribution points.

Everything else was a small snack.

It was Queen Dorothy's exclusive afternoon tea.

At this point, the green-skinned orc leader found Dorothy and asked her a crucial question:

"Hey, big pink-haired guy."

"The green-skinned boys are ready, but we don't have horses to pull the carriage yet. Should we find some other creatures to pull it?"

Dorothy, seated in the bamboo sedan chair, glanced at the orc chieftain.

He retorted with utter disdain:

"Hmph, is your green head full of mush?"

"Are you a beast tamer, able to command other creatures for your own use? Doro!"

Her question left the orc chieftain stunned.

"Uh, it seems like I can't handle it."

"What should we do then?"

The clumsy orc chieftain seemed somewhat at a loss.

Although he could remember the long name Dorothy had given him,

But this only means that he has a good memory, not that he has a high IQ.

So I never even considered that aspect.

Dorothy, furious, put her hands on her hips and placed one leg on the palanquin handle.

His gaze swept fiercely towards the leader.

"Useless trash, idiot!!"

"If you can't even handle this small matter, what kind of general are you?"

She leaped and landed on the green-skinned leader's shoulder.

Using its tiny head to touch the other person's chin, it tricked them into thinking:

"Since you're not a beast tamer, then become one."

"Anyway, the word 'beast' is in the name of the orcs, and you command 99 orcs."

"Isn't this also a type of animal trainer?"

Dorothy's eyes darted around, and she cunningly instigated:

"You can treat these orcs like wild beasts and have them pull the carriage."

"Isn't that the same effect, Doro!"

After Dorothy's explanation, the orc chieftain suddenly realized the truth.

He slammed his fist into his palm.

An expression of admiration appeared on his face.

"No wonder he's a big pink-haired guy; his brain works much better than our bunch of green bumpkins!"

"Orcs do indeed have the character 'beast' in their names."

"I am the animal tamer."

He roared to the sky:

"Whoa!!! The green-skinned boys are assembled."

The orcs who were working stopped and all looked at the largest of the leaders.

I don't understand what the other person wants to do.

"You, you, you, and you, all of you, come out here!"

"From today onwards, you will be the mounts of me, the Beast Tamer [Soft, Sticky, Sweet Strawberry Cakes, Gooey, Glittering Honey Jerky]."

"Responsible for pulling the horse-drawn carriage."

The orcs who were named were completely bewildered.

They pointed to themselves with their green fingers, their expressions showing disbelief.

"That's right, it's you guys."

"The big pink-haired guy just said that the word 'beast' is in the name of the beastmen, and beast tamers specialize in taming beasts."

"So now I am the beast tamer who commands 99 orcs."

"Do you understand?"

The bewildered beastmen exchanged glances.

They all lowered their heads and fell into deep thought.

They naturally have a certain degree of trust in what the big pink-haired guy says.

Because the big pink-haired guy once published a theory about the reproduction of goblins and deer.

And there are precedents of people mastering the art of swordsmanship by using a pickaxe to cut down trees.

Furthermore, given the logical and well-founded arguments presented this time, it was hard for the orcs not to be convinced.

So the greens just discussed it.

He then realized that what the leader said made a lot of sense.

They all agreed with the other party's statement.

"Boss, we understand, we are indeed mounts."

"You are indeed an animal tamer."

With the collective approval of the orcs, the orc chieftain Jerky underwent another transformation.

He felt as if he could understand what the birds and animals on the branches were saying.

It's as if it's gained some new skill, allowing it to bind with wild beasts?

Cast aside all doubts in your mind.

He gave orders to the few green-skinned boys he had just summoned.

"Since you admit you are the mounts, then go and pull the carriage."

"As for you, you will be my personal mount from now on."

The leader pointed to an orc who was about 1.8 meters tall and told him to come over and squat down.

The orcs had no choice but to compromise and obediently comply.

When the 2.5-meter-tall leader was riding on the other person's neck.

A comical scene unfolded.

What was originally a scene of a son riding on his father has turned into a scene of a father riding on his son.

That was incredibly awkward.