The orcs are organized into tribes, occupying large areas of undeveloped mountain forests and wilderness, and live a primitive life of hunting and farming.
Wu Zhu is the child of the leader of one of the tribes, the Djinn Tribe, and a human woman. Like other mixed-blood orcs, he is born with the same innate deficiencies. Ordinary orcs can run and jump at the age of 4 or 5, active in the mountains and fields, and learn various life skills. However, mixed-blood orcs are weak, slow to react, and prone to illness. They cannot become the labor force or combat power of the tribe at the age of twelve or thirteen.
The orc tribe follows the laws of the jungle. The weak and useless mixed-blood orcs are of no value to the tribe and are subject to discrimination and exclusion.
Although Wu Zhu was the son of the leader, he did not receive any privileges or respect. When he was ten years old, he went hunting with the tribe and was abandoned in the wild, becoming a homeless wanderer ever since.
However, no one knows that hybrid orcs are actually natural beast whisperers. They can receive the sounds of birds, animals, insects, and fish from birth, and automatically analyze their languages. Because this information is too complicated, it is difficult for ignorant babies to absorb and sort it out, resulting in many hybrid orcs growing slowly and even suffering from brain confusion.
The higher the talent, the slower the growth. As the most talented among the hybrid orcs, Wu Zhu's various performances are ridiculous and incomprehensible to outsiders. His father was ashamed of him, his mother regarded him as the source of her misfortune, and children of the same race bullied and insulted him wantonly. Not having enough to eat, not having enough clothes to wear, and having no one to take care of him when he was sick or injured, his childhood was very miserable.
But he doesn't have the emotions that a normal person should have, such as joy, anger, sorrow, love and hatred. No matter how much hardship life brings him, he can't feel it.
After being abandoned, he quickly accepted his situation and did not try to return to the tribe, but lived alone in the jungle.
I went hunting every day, picked wild vegetables and fruits, and made my own tools. From being unfamiliar and rough at first, to becoming more and more familiar with it later, although it was hard, I lived more comfortably than before.
This kind of life lasted for five or six years, until the two tribes gradually discovered that the descendants of mixed-blood orcs had extraordinary potential. They began to breed, capture and keep mixed-blood orcs in captivity, and Wuzhu became their target without exception.
It won't be long before the Giant Spirit Clan will send people here to search for his traces. As the child of the leader of the Giant Spirit Tribe, he did not enjoy the protection and warmth of the tribe. After becoming self-reliant, he was captured as a breeding beast by them and forced to make undignified sacrifices for the growth of the tribe.
When Yuan found him, he had already evaded two pursuits. He was vaguely aware of the danger of his situation, and then decisively abandoned his original residence and began to wander around in the jungle.
Now is the time when Wu Zhujian is at his highest, and Yuan Chu is unable to approach him at all, let alone gain his trust.
However, Yuanchu was not in a hurry, because she knew that Wu Zhu would eventually fall into the trap of the giant spirits, and what she had to do was to become a prisoner of the giant spirits first.
Her identity in this world is also that of an abandoned hybrid orc, who was branded with a skull flower on the back of her left hand by her tribe when she was born. Every half-blood orc has one, not only for identification but also for tracking and locating.
This kind of mark can be sensed by high-level orcs within a certain range. Unless you are stronger than them, you can't escape at all.
"There is a hybrid orc here!" A rough voice came from the woods, and the next second, six or seven tall orcs appeared in the original sight.
Originally surrounded by them, there was nowhere to escape.
"Huh? Not Wu Zhu?" Wu Jinbao looked at Yuan Chu up and down and asked curiously, "Which tribe did this run away from? I've never seen it before."
"Whatever, one more is not too many." Sen Luo clicked his tongue a few times and said with regret, "She is so good-looking, but it's a pity that she is not a female, otherwise she would have become very prosperous."
Orcs can tell gender by smell, but this is not a problem for the original. She can change or hide her scent at will as long as she wants.
She could have turned into a male directly, but she chose to be a female when she first entered the world. She already had gender recognition, and she would not change unless she had to.
"Catch him." Wu Jinbao didn't waste any time and rushed forward to tie up Yuanchu.
The original height was only 1.7 meters. In the eyes of the orcs with an average height of 2 meters, it was like a disability, and it was effortless to deal with it.
"Wuzhu should be nearby too. Let's hurry up and take them back before dark." Wu Jinbao easily carried Yuanchu on his shoulders and ran like the wind without being affected at all.
They set up a large number of traps this time and deliberately drove the birds to the location of the traps.
Wu Zhu relied on the intuition of beasts to avoid danger many times, but his talent in beast language brought him a large amount of mixed information, which seriously interfered with his judgment and actions.
A few hours later, he accidentally stepped into a trap and was caught in a large net.
"Finally caught him!" Sen Luo ran over excitedly, kicked him on the back, and then lifted him up with one hand, "Why are you running away? We are here to take you back to the tribe."
Wu Zhu looked at him with cold eyes, his face unmoved.
"Tsk, tsk, he's still as stupid as before." Sen Luo pointed at him and said to his companions, "Look, why is he getting uglier and uglier? Are there any females willing to mate with him?"
"The number of adult mixed-blood orcs is too small, so we have to make do with it. You guys are really lucky. You don't have to work, and you can still mate with females." An orc next to him said sourly.
"Wushi, if you are envious, you can also apply to be a breeder." Others teased.
"Bah, I'm a warrior. Just wave and a lot of females will throw themselves into my arms."
"Hahaha, just brag."
A few people talked and laughed and walked towards the tribe.
Wu Zhu tried to tear the net rope on his body, but failed several times, so he stopped wasting his efforts. He turned his head and looked at Yuan Chu, who was also being carried on his shoulders. His dark eyes were like a cold pool, without any ripples and bottomless.
Yuan Chu also looked back at him and made a strange sound from his mouth, like a rabbit's cry.
Wu Zhu's eyes flickered slightly and he didn't respond, but Yuan Chu knew that he understood what she meant.
Half-blood orcs can read bestiality, but they cannot speak it. Because I heard too many animal words, I couldn't specialize in just a few. Wu Zhu, in particular, has lived in isolation for many years and has almost lost the ability to communicate normally with his fellow humans. Instead, he speaks animal language, which is easier for him to accept.
Yuanchu was asking him just now: [Hello, my name is Yuanchu.]
Wu Zhu: "..."
Yuanchu asked again: [Do you know why they took us back?]
Wu Zhu remained silent.
Original: [They want us to mate with different hybrid orcs to breed excellent offspring.]
The spider web marks on Wu Zhu's face twitched slightly, looking particularly ferocious.
As if he didn't see it, Yuan Chu continued: [Are you willing to accept such a life?]
Wu Zhu turned his head away, expressionless.
He doesn't have mood swings, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have the ability to discern.
Yuanchu: [If you don’t want to, then we have to find a way to escape.]
Before Wu Zhu could express anything, Wu Jinbao, who was carrying her, interrupted displeasedly: "What are you mumbling about? Be quiet!"
Yuanchu glanced at the back of his head and stopped talking. She had nothing to care about a cannon fodder who would be killed by the Son of Destiny in the future.
The group of people sped up and finally returned to the tribe before sunset.
"Are you back?" A group of orcs gathered around and looked at Yuanchu and Wu Zhu with great interest.
"Two hybrid orcs?"
"Is he Wu Zhu? Ah, he looks so scary!"
"That hybrid orc is very beautiful, but it's a pity that she's not a female."
"I want to mate with that hybrid orc."
"Me too!"
Several females stared at the original with eager eyes.
"Don't think about it!" Wu Jinbao threw the person to the ground and said angrily, "They are prepared for mixed-race females."
"What does that matter? Orc females and hybrid males might also be able to produce excellent offspring."
"That's right. After seeing too many of you rough orcs, I want to change my taste occasionally."
"Hahaha, Jiulu, you are not afraid of draining others." Sen Luo teased.
Most of the female orcs are also very muscular, with powerful muscles. Compared with them, Yuan Chu and Wu Zhu are like underdeveloped children.
Wu Zhu is a late maturing type, but Yuan Chu is not worried about his later development.
"Stop watching here. Put them in the beast's lair and deal with them when the leader comes back."
The beast's nest is a place dedicated to imprisoning hybrid orcs. Including Yuan Chu and Wu Zhu, there are a total of 19 hybrid orcs, including 7 females, who are separated in another lair.
The hybrid orcs in the lair didn't have any special reaction when they saw new people coming in.
They have lived under oppression for a long time and have long lost their yearning for the future. Moreover, they have received too many complex animal languages, each has its own specialty, and it is quite laborious to communicate with each other.
Yuanchu took a quick glance at the environment here. There are more than a dozen straw mats and blankets scattered in an area of more than 400 square meters. There is a simple toilet next door, which exudes a suffocating smell from time to time.
A dozen mixed-blood orcs had numb expressions, sitting or lying down, no one spoke, and it was as quiet as a morgue.
Wu Zhu walked to the only window and silently stared at the scenery outside.
He remembered that when he left the Giant Spirit Clan, there was no beast's nest at all. Five or six years later, many incomprehensible changes seemed to have taken place here.
He didn't like the previous tribe, and he won't like the future tribe. All they left him were hunger, insults, ridicule, beatings... all bad memories.
So, he wants to escape.
Just like what the hybrid orc named "Original" said.
He is unwilling to accept such a life.