The young Orc nodded at the words, stretched his arm backward and grabbed several soft leaves, wiped his bottom clean before fastening his Beast Skin and walked over to the big vat.
He lifted a Hard Fruit Shell that hung by the vat, scooped some water and poured it into the pit.
Under everyone's surprised gaze, that big lump was smoothly carried away and disappeared from sight.
The Orcs from Shansen and the Mountain Tribe's eyes brightened even more, wow, this was truly magical.
As the first creature to enjoy this convenience called the toilet, the young Orc was quite proud, lifting his chin and receiving envious glances from his tribesmen one after another.
The member of the Watson Tribe in charge twitched his lips, wiping the sweat off his forehead.
Boy, being so nonchalant about exposing your bottom in public, squatting in the bushes in front of dozens of Orcs with neither blush nor heartbeat, you are surprisingly skilled and have quite the strong mental fortitude.
