I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Soilless cultivation is not a particularly difficult technology. In the 19th century on Blue Planet, pioneering scientists soaked plant roots in a water solution containing minerals, allowing them to grow without soil.

The soilless cultivation equipment that Ivan invented was useless knowledge he saw on a certain audio platform. It was the hydroponics method that was born in the early 20th century on Blue Star.

Use a sloped groove to allow the nutrient solution to flow and circulate over the plant roots.

In order to grow more crops in a smaller area, these grooves are supported by wooden frames like terraces to form a trapezoid, which reduces the area occupied by flat planting and allows each plant to get sufficient sunlight.

However, this technology also has disadvantages.

For example, the orcs' crude planting method did not directly use soilless cultivation.

Orcs believe that for crops that grow in the soil, most of them only need to throw the seeds into the soil. Whether they can survive depends on whether the "power of nature" gives them face.

This is very much like how they raise children...

So Senna is also responsible for teaching the orcs how to cultivate seedlings.

No matter what, this technology, which is very backward for Blue Star, still amazed the orc lady who has been growing chewing potatoes all her life.

In the past, orcs only cultivated by turning the soil, sowing seeds, covering with soil, and watering. If the soil was not fertile enough, they would not know how to add some materials...

The orc tribe is lucky to have been able to survive for so long with such a crude farming method.

The orc elder who had been standing nearby was watching and marveling at the planting experience of the "Senna expert" while repeating the knowledge to himself.

Just as Senna was getting dizzy from the chattering in her ears, the orc elder suddenly yelled:

"No! There are too many to remember by just reading!

"Hey, so-and-so! Go and bring an orc who can write!"

Ivan, who was already walking over with the patriarch, was startled by the loud voice.

So you guys are just reciting and memorizing what you have been saying for so long, like mosquitoes. You orcs have such a good memory...

Soon, an orc who looked "thin" and "could write" was brought over.

Ivan felt that the man looked very familiar. Before he could recall where he had seen this guy, the brown-skinned orc who looked thin and small next to the orc lady but was actually half a head taller than Ivan, suddenly took out two wooden sticks and rushed towards Ivan.

While running, he was still yelling:

“waaaaaaah!

You damned human pervert! You've ruined my reputation as a warrior!

I want to challenge you one on one!"

……

Being dragged away by a group of strong orc ladies, Kong Er Huang Yuan, who was carving words on a piece of leather with a knife, felt extremely desperate.

Three days ago, he followed his thigh and participated in a battle in the Haze Forest.

As a future sword master and the hope of the entire village, this orc boy possesses strength beyond his own rank.

Before this ambitious man could prepare to shine in front of his big brother, this poor two-dimensional orc was knocked down by Alvin with a vibration... ahem, a rubber stick.

In fact, if he was defeated like this, even if that human looked like a loser, Kong Er would not be so excited.

After all, having the courage to face failure is a good quality of orcs. If you fail, try again. If you can't win, fight again. It was with this silly temperament that our ancestors grew bigger and stronger.

But, but that human, he is too perverted...

I have heard of weapons with added fire and frost, daggers with poison, and some sinister wizards who would add curses to their weapons.

This pervert actually put some obscene things on weapons that can make people orgasm... ahem, make people incontinent!

So until the battle was over and he was carried back to the tribe by two orcs, Kong Er had not yet come to his senses.

The two bad orcs, Ironhead and One-Eyed, were actually spreading rumors, saying that they had wet their pants during the battle...

After hiding at home for three days, Kong Er fell into deep doubt about life. It was not until today that he was dragged out by the aunt who was growing potatoes.

As a result, the human pervert actually found his way into the tribe!

Under the coercion of the orc aunt, Kong Er kept writing and drawing, while staring at the human pervert unwillingly.

This is the humiliation that I have never suffered in my life of a beast for the past twenty years. I must wash away myself completely.

Thus, in an atmosphere where a group of orc aunties and planting elders were filled with joy and a certain 2D orc was dead silent, the Druid Northern District Order completed its teaching and preaching to the Wasteland Clan.

……

As the wasteland orcs who had just been unified for less than ten years, they learned the importance of diplomacy from foreign races.

But it must be said that the creatures who taught the orcs what diplomacy was were probably not very professional or were not very willing to do so.

So the orcs understand diplomacy as being ready to fight at any time before the negotiations are concluded; and after the negotiations are concluded, they will drink to death.

As the only male who had participated in the "foreign affairs delegation", Alvin became the one who was forced to drink to death.

In fact, in the main material plane, especially among the orcs, there is no such thing as not allowing women to drink at the table or being polite to women.

However, a group of orc executives thought it would be difficult to deal with other people.

For example, the masked cloaked man who just ate a few sea buckthorn berries and said nothing beside him looked like the type of person who no one dared to mess with.

On the other side, the human girl who had been eating a lot during lunch, as usual, was still eating a lot, not to mention drinking, she didn't even have time to interrupt and talk;

The talkative half-elf held a wooden wine glass and faced Broken Tooth·Wasteland, who was relatively familiar with him. However, judging from Broken Tooth's expression that he was about to be overwhelmed, it was unclear who was getting drunk...

There was only one innocent-looking human left who could be bullied.

As a dandy, his alcohol tolerance was... quite poor. According to the personal experience of the goddess of celebration, Laer, this person has a very bad drinking habit.

As a blue star waste who has traveled through time and space, your alcohol tolerance has nothing to do with your current body...

So after only two rounds, Alvin's eyes began to become unfocused and his speech became unclear.

Alvin hadn't recovered until he was carried into an empty tent by two orcs who also looked familiar.

The cold wind gave Ivan a shock, and a familiar impulse began to form in his throat.

He used the last bit of his rationality to crawl to the door of the tent using his hands and feet and pulled open the curtain.

Just when he was about to start to rush forward, a two-dimensional orc was already waiting outside the door, holding two wooden sticks, staring at him fiercely.

"Human pervert! Let's fight to the death!"

"vomit--"

"I dodge! Ahaha! This move can only hit the master, but not me!"

"Om-"

"It's that evil stick magic again! Orcs never fall in the same place again! You can't defeat me!"

"Buzz-"

“Eh? How come you have two? You you you…Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”

The shrill screams cut through the night sky, shocking the orcs who were hiding in the tents making little men and they started cursing.