The sky gradually darkened. As they were preparing the pasturies for the winter, the meal time in the camp was a bit later than before. When it was almost dark, bursts of smoke rose from the kitchen.
Zhao Hai saw that the orcs had already started cooking. He couldn't help but smile. &Quot; "Let's start too." Lola nodded. As usual, they were preparing dinner in the camp. There was no difference at all.
Zhao Hai didn't follow them. He used the dimension's surveillance device to observe the bullfighting tribe cavalrymen who were monitoring the herculean bull tribe's pasture. The cavalrymen were also cooking, and it seemed that their fire food was quite good. There was mutton in the pot, and many of them took out their bags of milk wine.
