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Chapter 1737 Wolf and Sheep

"Master, those orcs are too much! It's disgusting! Why don't we help those half-orcs, they are so pitiful!"

The voice of Zhan Tianjian and Sword Spirit seemed to have a feeling of punishing evil and promoting good.

"Need not……"

"Such a struggle naturally has its own laws of operation..."

"If such a rule is broken, it may not be a good thing."

Fang Fan murmured to himself, his eyes flickering brightly.

While talking, he continued to cast his gaze on the battlefield.

A long time ago, he heard a story about a wolf and a sheep...

In an ancient forest, there lived a group of ferocious wolves and a group of docile sheep.

Because the God of Creation took pity on those docile sheep, he gave them extremely high wisdom to avoid wolves...

But those ferocious wolves were lowered by the Chuangshi God.

Over time, the ferocious wolves starved to death one by one because they could not eat the sheep...

The sheep grew up little by little because they were not restrained by the wolf... The sheep flock grew stronger and stronger.

In the end, the lush vegetation of the ancient forest was devoured by the sheep...

Gradually, many sheep died of starvation, and the flock was gradually wiped out.

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes secretly, his heart gradually became silent.

Although the story of the wolf and the sheep has some jokes, it also shows the principle of survival of the fittest.

It is not a good thing to meddle blindly and destroy this balance.

"The cultivation qualifications of the half-orcs seem to be better..."

"If they can survive, I can teach them how to cultivate..."

"It would actually be a good thing if there were more and more high-level practitioners in the small world of Chutian Pavilion."

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes secretly, thinking to himself, his eyes gradually became more earnest.

Although these one-star and two-star low-level awakeners can't bring him any surge in power...

But if they develop little by little, until they have cultivators from the Emperor Master Realm and even the Sanctuary Realm, at that time, Fang Fan can completely recruit them in the small world of Chutian Pavilion, form an army, and gradually develop...

Such thoughts echoed in Fang Fan's mind, and the smiles on the corners of Fang Fan's mouth became more and more frequent.

After nearly half an hour of fighting and fleeing, the half-orc guards around that half-orc Adam were all dead... The orc pursuers continued to attack, and he continued to flee in a panic. From the beginning to the end, he never lost his desire to survive!
There is a cliff in front, and the ferocious pursuers of the orcs behind him, he is desperate!

The half-orc Adam tightly hugged the body of the centaur below him, with a look of desolation on his face...

"Heaven wants to kill me, it's not a crime of war!"

"If you give me another three years, I will definitely be able to unify the half-orc tribe, and I will definitely be able to make those proud golden-blooded orcs bow their heads!"

Adam stood by the cliff, then rode a centaur and jumped down.

He didn't want to die, but the cliff was in front of him, so he could only die.

The orc pursuers saw the half-orc Adam jumping off the cliff, and they left separately.

In the darkness of night, Fang Fan came to the bottom of the cliff with Zhan Tianjian in his hand.

"He didn't die..."

"It's also your creation."

Fang Fan smiled silently, and then used a Genesis Point to temporarily heal the half-orc Adam's injury.

"You... who are you!"

"What do you want to do!"

(End of this chapter)