Traveling through time and space to achieve a well-off life with your family

The hot season has quietly arrived, and the sun is shining brightly on the earth, as if to burn everything. The air is filled with heat waves, making it difficult to breathe. The leaves are slightly curled by the sun, losing their former vitality and vigor; the birds no longer sing happily, but hide in the shade to rest.

After a period of hard work and adjustment, the city finally slowly regained its former vitality and vigor. The orcs began to adapt to the new environment and lifestyle, and social order gradually stabilized.

Banmu’s daily trials have also ended. According to the words of the divine beast, Banmu has become so powerful that even he has to be wary of him. The beastmen admire the strong. They don’t know how strong Banmu is now, but they have vaguely felt that Banmu’s current strength is far different from theirs.

Cheng Mo often took Ban Mu out to look for crops. In just two cycles of months, they had already traveled across half of the continent and seen many tribes. However, Cheng Mo and Ban Mu did not disturb the lives of those tribes.

Cheng Mo and Ban Mu even saw many orcs who were driven out. Some of them were expelled from the tribe because they did bad things, and some were expelled because they angered the tribal leader. As for the former, Cheng Mo and Ban Mu would pay no attention to them. As for the latter, Cheng Mo and Ban Mu would provide them with the location of the city. Whether they could successfully reach the city depended on themselves.

Cheng Mo and the others even saw Ban Mu’s former tribe, the Winged Tiger Tribe.

The previous chief was old and jealous of talented people and did all kinds of evil things during his tenure. Unexpectedly, the cunning high priest rebelled and supported another powerful orc to become the chief. It was thought that the high priest's wishful thinking was to make the new chief a puppet, but it was unknown that the new chief seemed rough and open-minded, but in fact he was scheming. In just one year, the new chief successfully replaced the high priest.

The orcs of the Winged Tiger Tribe turned a blind eye to this. They were accustomed to the fights between these people. As long as it did not affect their own interests, they would not pay any attention to it.

Banmu stood on a high place, quietly gazing at the gradually declining Winged Tiger Tribe in front of him. His eyes were deep and calm, as if he had seen through it all.

The once prosperous Winged Tiger Tribe has now lost its former glory. People's faces are filled with despair and confusion. But Banmu is not shaken by the scene before him. He knows that it is not accidental that the tribe has come to this point today.

The wind blew gently, lifting Banmu's long hair. He thought of the Winged Tiger Tribe. At that time, this place was full of vitality and vigor. The orcs were brave and fearless, and the females were hardworking and kind. However, the jealousy of the tribe leader and the greed of the high priest eventually led to this ending. If he had not been persecuted at the beginning... No! There would be no such possibility! If he had not been driven out of the tribe, he would not have met Cheng Mo, and would not have joined the City of Enlightenment. This was destined!

The new patriarch was like a greedy and cunning jackal. He was domineering and overbearing in the tribe. He not only forcibly occupied the females of other males, but also regarded the tribe as his own private property. This behavior aroused public anger and was like lighting a powder keg.

The Winged Tiger Tribe fell into chaos! The people in the tribe began to split into two camps, one group firmly supported the decisions and actions of the new chief, while the other group did not hesitate to stand in opposition to him. This confrontation made the entire tribe shrouded in a tense and uneasy atmosphere, and everyone was filled with doubts, worries, and fears brought about by uncertainty about the future...

"Ban Mu, the decision is yours." Cheng Mo said, holding Ban Mu's hand.

Ban Mu tightly grasped Cheng Mo's hand, as if he was going to crush it. His eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment, and his heart was like a tangled mess.

Banmu has complex and deep feelings for this tribe. This place carries too many painful memories for him, and every corner is filled with endless darkness. However, at a certain moment, some vague images came to his mind - the thin and disabled old man, the warm animal skins in the cold winter, and the delicious barbecue he tasted in his childhood... These memories flowed through his dry heart like a clear spring, bringing a trace of inexplicable comfort.

"Xiao Mo, I..." Ban Mu turned his head to look at Cheng Mo's face. Cheng Mo smiled gently. He didn't say anything. Ban Mu knew that no matter what decision he made, Cheng Mo would definitely support him.

"Xiao Mo, I want to take some people back to the City of Qiming." Ban Mu said firmly.

"Okay!" Cheng Mo replied happily.

The two stayed near the Winged Tiger Tribe for a while, and they found that among the people who were opposed to the new chief, there were not only followers of the old chief, but more young orcs who were dissatisfied with the behavior of the two chiefs. They felt ashamed of the greed of the superiors and disdained to be in cahoots with them. If their home was not here, they would have fled long ago.

Cheng Mo and Ban Mu observed for a while and finally selected a group of orcs. One night, the two quietly knocked on the doors of these people's rooms. The orcs were very surprised to see Ban Mu. They thought that Ban Mu, who was expelled from the tribe, had died long ago. Unexpectedly, Ban Mu was still alive and even had his own females.

"Banmu, have you been okay these years?" An older female looked at Banmu and shed tears. At the beginning, he had no way to resist the decision of the patriarch, and could only watch the newly adult Banmu become a wandering orc. He has been worried about Banmu's safety over the years.

"Uncle Banning, I'm doing fine." Banmu responded with his head slightly lowered. When he was young, the people who cared for him the most were the disabled old man and Uncle Banning in front of him. Especially Uncle Banning's male partner, who taught him many hunting skills. However, things are unpredictable. An accident occurred during the hunting trip, and Uncle Banning's partner unfortunately passed away. Since then, Uncle Banning's life has become increasingly difficult, but he still lends a helping hand to the young Banmu. Uncle Banning has never had a child, maybe he treats Banmu as his own child.

Cheng Mo stood quietly by the side, staring at the scene in front of him. Ban Ning held Ban Mu's hand tightly, tears flashing in his eyes. His voice was soft and full of emotion, as if he wanted to pour out all the longing he had accumulated over the years.

Banmu lowered his head, like a well-behaved child, listening attentively to every word of Banning. There was no impatience on his face, but instead a deep attachment and dependence.

The other orcs stood by and watched this scene. They all knew Banmu. Listening to Banmu talking about his deeds over the years, their eyes were full of admiration. They were very happy that Banmu was still alive, and even happier that Banmu had found his partner and was living a good life.