CHAPTER 1252: CHAPTER 1251: BE SURE TO MAINTAIN HYGIENE

But, haha, do you think I would tell you guys? That’s impossible~

Avoiding Xiu Yan’s teasing gaze, a certain shaman raised her head and said, rather shamelessly, "I’ve loved taking baths since I was young, so of course, I wouldn’t grow any bugs."

After saying this, she cleared her throat and seriously looked at the other creatures: "Moreover, these bugs grow because we’re too unhygienic. They suck our blood to grow and might even carry some dirty things, making the creatures they’ve sucked blood from easily infected with diseases."

Seeing the shocked expressions of the creatures, she raised her index finger and shook it: "So, we must stay hygienic and wash properly to reduce illnesses."

Watching the young female flaunt, Xiu Yan couldn’t help but clench his fist and cough on it, suppressing a chuckle.

He couldn’t forget the image of the dirty young female searching for bird food in the forest, with messy hair and a grimy look, which was worlds apart from her current clean and soft appearance.

However, they no longer had time to worry about whether to bathe or not because the two orcs who had just run inside were now leading a group of orcs towards them.

At the forefront were several orcs riding double-humped beasts, looking menacing.

Ji Nuan frowned; why were these orcs from Saint Fei Oasis so hostile towards them?

"Stop, don’t come any closer," the leading orc shouted loudly, sounding like a middle-aged orc.

Ji Nuan patted Maomao’s hump, raising her arm, and behind her, Harry and the other creatures stopped along with her.

Seeing them halt, the middle-aged orc ran over again from their side.

"Where are you orcs from, and what are you doing at Saint Fei Oasis?" The middle-aged orc had a face full of beard, looking as fierce as a lion.

Ji Nuan frowned and looked at him: "Are you an orc from the Mogor Tribe?"

The orc was taken aback when he heard a female speak, then softened his tone a bit: "Young female, I’m the captain of the Mogor Tribe’s Hunting Team. From which tribe do you hail?"

Seeing the orc’s attitude change, Ji Nuan smiled: "We came from the Sahara Tribe. Your clan leader and the leader’s offspring should know us. Are they here?"

From the Sahara Tribe?

The Sahara Tribe saved their clan members who ventured out during the cold season, but...

Do you have any evidence? The areas around the oasis aren’t safe now, and they can’t just let unknown creatures in.

Ji Nuan took a red stone from her bosom and threw it to the bearded orc: "This is the stone given to me by the old shaman of the Sahara Tribe. You can check if you recognize it."

This was the token the old shaman gave Ji Nuan for future convenience in establishing a base in the desert.

It proved useful at this moment.

Of course, the orcs recognized this stone. Their tribe’s stone was brown-yellow, the color of the double-humped beast’s fur.

"This indeed belongs to the shaman of the Sahara Tribe," the orc tossed the stone towards Xiu Yan beside Ji Nuan, considering that the stone was palm-sized and a direct throw might injure the delicate young female.

Orcs, you’re too naive. The supposedly frail young female you speak of is a powerful fifth-level evolved beast capable of transforming into a Half Beast, and you’d probably not last a round under her hand.