Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World-Chapter 1534 - 1531: Is He Really Their Child?

"You little rascal, you can really run. I’ve never seen a little female as fast as you," Grandma Shaman came forward, poking Ji Nuan’s forehead with her finger.

Ji Nuan stepped forward to hug the increasingly hunched Grandma Shaman: "This time I’ve come back to stay in the tribe; the other bases all have medical teams now."

"Aoo ao?" Amidst the warm, heartfelt reunion of the beasts, a childish voice suddenly broke the somewhat melancholic atmosphere at the city gate.

Then, everyone saw that the small backpack behind Xiu Yan was nudged open, revealing a furry little head.

Seeing so many beasts around, the little one was extremely excited, scrambling with four little paws, struggling to escape the small cage that confined his freedom.

As the orcs around saw the little furball, their eyes lit up immediately, and Grandma Shaman reached out to lift the little one out.

The little guy was well-nourished, chubby all over, with a little bottom full of meat, and with two black grape-like eyes, he looked at the elderly grandma holding him with a watery gaze, tilting his small head: "Aoo ao?"

The surrounding tribe members were instantly smitten, all crying out as they gathered around Grandma Shaman, reaching out to touch Shaman Ji Nuan’s little cub.

The little guy enjoyed the strokes of love from the tribe members, but soon couldn’t take it anymore, feeling as if his beautiful fur was about to be plucked bald by the enthusiastic tribespeople.

He pitifully looked in the direction of Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan, stretching his chubby little paws as if signaling for help.

However, the two mischievous Amu and his father disappointed the little guy in the end, as they folded their arms and stood there with an amused expression.

Was he really their biological child?

Suddenly, the little guy felt himself being taken into a pair of gentle big hands, as a soft voice whispered in his ear: "Little cub? I’m Grandma~"

Finally escaping the clutches of the surrounding tribesmen, the little guy clung to Grandma’s clothing like a life-saving rope, unwilling to let go.

That night, the Watson Tribe held a grand feast to welcome Ji Nuan, Xiu Yan, and their little cub.

"How is the tribe’s literacy situation now?"

In the meeting room, the upper echelons of the tribe gathered together.

Chief Ge Xing sighed: "The children and young orcs are doing fine, but the older orcs aren’t doing well; being able to write their own name is already quite good."

Grandma Shaman gave Chief Ge Xing a side-eye: "The ’older orcs’ you’re talking about probably include yourself."

Chief Ge Xing’s face flushed, pleading with Grandma Shaman: "Have some mercy."

Ji Nuan had anticipated this situation. Even in modern times, there are both good and bad learners, not to mention these orcs who have never been exposed to writing.

The exams at the East Continent Base, Southern Street Base, and Desert Continent bases have already been completed; only the old tribe’s exams haven’t been conducted yet.

After this cold season ends, I plan to conduct an assessment to select the best orcs and reward them with the Beast God Fruit.

Everyone already knows the importance of literacy, so I hope you all take this matter seriously.

Chief Ge Xing, Grandma Shaman, and the other leaders all nodded in agreement. There is never anything wrong with Shaman Ji Nuan’s decisions; if she says it’s important, then it will definitely be beneficial for the tribe.