CHAPTER 1287: CHAPTER 1286: AFRAID OF BEING BEATEN

Ji Nuan rubbed her head against Xiu Yan’s chest, lazily asking.

The Orc patted her hair: "Let’s go, afraid of getting beaten."

Then, he repeated the conversation of the Orcs they had just overheard to her.

Ji Nuan burst out laughing, wondering which tribe these live-wire Orcs belonged to, their imaginations really running wild.

In the time that followed, neither spoke, slowly slipping into slumber.

The patrols around the camp continued diligently.

"Shaman, if we need test the Black Quicksand tomorrow, I’ll go," Casa said.

Harry glanced at him: "The Black Quicksand is very peculiar; we found that yesterday when collecting samples. It’s basically like soil, yet it can flow. If you get trapped in it, it’s like being buried in earth, very dangerous."

Nearby, Tuya overheard their conversation, her heart tightening. Could the black sand river really be that hazardous?

"Yes, Casa, the Shaman is right. Such a perilous task isn’t for you. Aren’t there many nomadic Orcs available?"

"We should let them go instead," she added.

Casa shook his head at them: "Shaman Ji Nuan would never do such a thing. If someone must explore the dangers of Black Quicksand, it’s only a slim chance it would be the nomadic Orcs."

Harry pursed his lips: "Because their chances of survival are very slim."

Casa gave him a glance, nodding: "Indeed, their chances of survival are minimal, perhaps even if Xiu Yan tries to rescue them, it might be too late."

Thus, it’s necessary to have someone like Casa, a high-level evolved Orc, capable of cooperating with Xiu Yan and possessing some self-preservation ability; at the very least, they could wait for rescue when in danger.

Shaman Ji Nuan has always operated this way, never sacrificing the lives of other Orcs to achieve her goals.

The tent immediately fell into silence; though danger might not be certain, the thought of facing such perilous circumstances left their hearts troubled.

Tuya wiped her slightly stinging eyes: "Alright, alright, this is just our speculation. It’s not certain we’ll have to take risks. Let’s rest early; tomorrow will be busy."

With that, she turned away from them and lay down on the Beast Skin mat.

The two Orcs exchanged a glance and said no more, lying on their own Beast Skins to sleep.

The next morning, when the Orcs woke up, Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan had already finished eating and stood by the Black Quicksand.

In Ji Nuan’s hand were the items Harry and Casa helped to collect yesterday, which, after a night’s idle rest, had solidified into something quite hard.

After sacrificing a porcelain bowl, Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan managed to extract this black quicksand solid, shaped just like a porcelain bowl.

"Brother Xiu Yan, break it open and see what’s inside."

Xiu Yan nodded, his black-gloved hand forming a fist, and he punched down.

The seemingly sturdy black object instantly shattered into many pieces of various sizes.

But the inside was just as black as the outside.

In fact, Ji Nuan initially wondered if this patch of Black Quicksand could be an oil field.

But with the experiments conducted on the samples brought back yesterday, there was no reaction when the black quicksand in the porcelain bowl encountered fire.