Once the Orcs had their fill of the experience, Xiu Yan imdiately hugged the long knife to his chest and declared, "It’s mine."
A host of Orcs seethed with the desire to pounce on him, but the iron ore used to forge the long knife was brought back by Xiu Yan himself. Thus, the Orcs could only glare at Xiu Yan, who was holding the long knife smugly, as he swaggered out of their sight.
Intending to take away the small iron knife made yesterday, Ji Nuan could only rub his nose and slink after Xiu Yan towards ho, looking rather disheartened.
"Should I notify the Clan Leader about this, Shaman?" the old Orc asked with a hint of hope.
He wished for Ji Nuan to say ’no’, so he wouldn’t have to face the shaless Ge Xing.
However, Ji Nuan shook his head and replied, "I need to check on my corn, so you should go inform Uncle Clan Leader about this."
The old Orc: "..."
I really don’t want to go. If I do, the last stone tool probably wouldn’t have anything to do with .
In the end, history repeated itself. The iron tool didn’t remain in his possession, but Chief Ge Xing offered him several dark red stones in exchange.
Grinning from ear to ear, the old Orc embraced the ore and ran off in a hurry to make his iron tools.
After wrapping his precious iron knife carefully in the beast skin, Ge Xing headed straight for Ji Nuan’s courtyard.
"Ji Nuan-cub! JI Nuan-cub?" Ge Xing’s voice echoed outside the house. Xiu Yan, who was polishing the knife blade, imdiately jumped off the bed, hastily hiding the long knife under the blanket.
Then he seamlessly transford into a chubby cub lazing on the bed.
Upon entering the house, Ge Xing saw the sprawling chubby Silver Wolf cub and approached him, asking, "Xiu Yan, where did Ji Nuan-cub go?"
Xiu Yan lifted his chubby head disdainfully at Ge Xing’s sleazy expression, and then shook his innocent, bewildered small head: "Woof~Woof~"
"Uncle Ge Xing?" Just as Ge Xing was planning to go look for Ji Nuan, he suddenly heard her calling him.
He ran out excitedly, pulling Ji Nuan inside: "Ji Nuan-cub, you know what? Today, the tribe mbers who make pottery made this impressive item called an iron tool. Have a look!"
No sooner had he spoken, he carefully unwrapped the beast skin bundle in his hand, revealing a palm-sized iron tool to Ji Nuan. She was taken aback. Wasn’t that the iron tool she had watched them make yesterday?
"This iron tool is simply amazing. It can easily disassemble prey. It’s incredibly useful." Ge Xing grew increasingly excited as he spoke.
After finishing, he wanted to find prey to try it out.
Ji Nuan laughed, "This iron tool of yours was the one I supervised the Orcs making yesterday."
Ge Xing stared in surprise, "It was your idea?"
Ji Nuan nodded, "I spent the entire day with two orcs crafting it."
Ge Xing’s lips quivered, "Can every Orc get an iron tool?"
Ji Nuan shook her head, "Do you know where these iron tools co from?"
Ge Xing shook his head.
Ji Nuan said, "They’re made from the deep red stones Brother Xiu Yan and others brought back the other day. Ordinary stones can’t be used to make iron tools."
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