The Record of Orc Civilization

A golden cocoon shone in the middle of the night.

The golden cocoon cracked and from the crack a golden smoke poured out.

The swamp wind rustled violently against the trunks of the fallen trees.

Wet leaves flew into the sky creating a whirlwind with a golden cocoon as the center.

The cracks in the golden cocoon grew longer and wider.

Until a hand covered in golden tribal tattoos stabbed out of the golden cocoon.

Moku crawled with difficulty out of his cocoon, like a butterfly crawling out of its cocoon.

Until the cocoon was torn apart and Moku lay languidly on the ground.

The second evolution consumes more energy than the first evolution. The changes that occurred in his body were also greater so he needed time to get used to his new body.

Each of his muscle cells felt like they were alive and had a mind of their own. Moku tried to move his body but what happened instead, he seemed like a overheated squirming caterpillar.

Moku lay there for some time trying to control his new body. Until finally he was able to move his right hand, then his left.

He tried to push his upper body up but his elbows shook and he fell again. Moku did not give up, he kept trying several times until he was finally able to stand in a sitting position.

It wasn’t long before he could control his leg and back muscles, and Moku stood stiffly like a puppet being moved by strings.

Moku tried to walk before falling back down again. Annoyed, he stood back stiffly then tried to take another step.

One step, two step, three step. Along with increasing steps Moku’s body slowly no longer stiff.

His brain adapts and gets used quickly to controlling his new body. Until at the tenth step, Moku doesn’t look like a puppet that is moved by string anymore, he can walk normally.

Moku checked his naked body. He felt every muscle in his body as tight and hard as a diamond but flexible and easy to move like rubber.

His dark green skin glistened in the moonlight, indicating that his skin was no longer able to be penetrated by ordinary sharp metal weapons.

The dragon prana in his body flows quickly and smoothly. Moku just need one thought to cover half of his body with biofield.

Moku looked at his palms, turned them over, then clenched them hardly.

BUM! The air that was squeezed between his palms tightened tightly and created an explosive sound.

He didn’t know if he was able to punch through the mountain or not, but for now, Moku knew he could punch through Stugo’s thick skin without needing to use Brajamusti or Brajadenta.

Moku is eager to find an opponent to try out his new powers. But he already had to return to the tribe.

Even though Moku had temporarily announced his departure to the three divisions and Nevare, Moku was still a chieftain. It’s not good if he stays away from the tribe for too long.

Moku didn’t forget to take one of Stugo’s remaining forearms. Then he deactivated his Bhimasuta Form.

The golden tribal tattoo crept back into Bhimasuta’s belt. Moku covers his naked body with Stugo’s fur.

Taking the stance of running, Moku then lunged forward through the swamp.

Swuushh!! He was very fast, every stomp of his feet pushed Moku’s body forward 10 meters away, making Moku like a green glow that streaked through the grass.

Moku wanted to laugh out loud seeing how fast he ran. This new body that he couldn’t fully control was like having a nuclear reactor in every muscle.

However, Moku suppressed his excitement, the Glittering Meadow was still covered by a knee-high white mist, indicating that the Bog forest has now transferred power to a mutated animal that lives at night.

They are very dangerous and have a very sharp sense of hearing, even though Moku has grown stronger but he doesn’t want to waste time fighting with them.

Right now, he was confident that he could defeat a silver tier danger mutated animal with ease, but if he encountered a mutated animal as strong as Stugo then he would have to spend quite a bit of time killing it.

He didn’t know if he was capable of fighting a platinum tier danger mutated animal or not, because he had never seen an mutated animal that strong before. However, if they have a stronger power or twice as strong as Stugo, then Moku will have a fiercer battle.

So for now at least until he got used to his new body, Moku didn’t want to meet a platinum tier danger mutated animal.

Not long after, Moku arrived at Tall Grass. Moku didn’t feel any bison colony inside Tall Grass.

‘Looks like the bison colony has run away from this place at night’ Moku whispered to himself.

Moku knows the way out of the food problem and the restoration of the Glittering Meadow ecosystem is through domestication. But he had no knowledge of it.

During his lifetime in the previous world, Moku’s head was all about how to get stronger. It could be said that he had absolutely no knowledge of anything else.

If only Datuak Sri Maharajo had not taught him how to communicate and socialize with humans properly, maybe Moku would have ended up like a beast who only knows how to fight and fight.

Even so, he who has become the chief of the tribe, tries to learn how to lead his tribe well. He listened more to the opinions of other orcs than made his own decisions.

This was also taught by Datuak Sri Maharajo, his teacher once said ‘as a leader, listening is better than not listening’.

The leader has his own principles that must be firmly held, even so he must still listen to the advice and opinions of his subordinates.

Even though the leader doesn’t do what his subordinates want him to do, at least he looks like a leader who is not selfish and willing to accept other people’s opinions.

Moku quickly crossed the Tall Gras and exited Glittering Meadow. He climbed one of the tall trees and jumped from branch to branch.

Walking on land at night in the Bog forest is a stupid choice. Even with eyes that could penetrate the fog, Moku had no idea how many mutated animals were walking down there.

Moku didn’t want to be a nuisance to their casual night walk.

He kept jumping from tree to tree, Moku was moving fast, he was getting closer and closer to the location of the Dawnmist Tribe.

He kept his jump low and didn’t cross the treetops. Moku doesn’t know what creatures are flying in the sky.

Currently his six senses are in a high alert state, he will know what creatures are approaching him.

The distance with his tribe was getting closer, Moku breathed a sigh of relief because he wasn’t intercepted during this return journey.

However..

Just as he was about to see the Dawnmist Tribe, his eyes quickly changed direction and saw a small figure perched on a tree branch.

The small figure didn’t look at Moku, but at the Dawnmist Tribe.

He looked like he was looking for something or was stalking someone.

Moku slowed his movement, he jumped up slowly and landed without making a sound. With his new body this is easy to do.

He was getting closer, but the small figure didn’t notice his arrival. Moku could see more clearly who the small figure was.

He had a small and thin build, his height was probably no more than 1.3 m, his large head was supported by his small and thin neck, with pointed long ears on both side.

A Goblin.

The goblin seemed to be careful where he stood. He crouched down and tried to make his small body invisible. He seemed to be regretting his decision to come here.

Moku recognized this goblin, you could say he was Moku’s first friend in this world. Swa and Laya cannot be called friends because the three of them are blood brothers.

Moku stopped sneaking around and jumped straight into the tree where the goblin was. Moku landed and greeted his old friend.

“EZ! What are you doing here?”

Ez suddenly turned around, saw the figure of Moku who was covered by Stugo’s black fur, Ez’s eyes turned white and he almost fainted on the spot.

But his survival instincts kick in, Ez jumps in surprise and falls from a tree branch as high as almost 10 meters.

Brak!! the sound of ass and ground colliding.

Ez ignored his aching butt and his shortness of breath from falling from the tree. He pushed his body and ran. But Moku is faster.

He came down from the tree and stood in front of Ez.

“Ez, are you okay? are goblins this bad at climbing trees?” Moku was confused by Ez’s behavior.

“Hiiiiii!!! please don’t eat me!!! I don’t have much meat! My meat stinks and will make your stomach sick!!” Ez immediately prostrated and begged.

Moku frowned. Although orcs would eat all the flesh of any creature, they also had tastes.

Orcs would not eat the flesh of other monsters, usually because their flesh was not tasty or there was a feeling of disgust because they had committed cannibalism.

This is also almost felt by other races of monsters, they will avoid eating the meat of monsters from other races and only do so when forced or in a state of severe hunger.

Only the goblin race felt that they were delicacy to other monsters. Mainly because of their small bodies and the notion that their flesh was delicious to other types of monsters.

Moku remembers the first time he met Ez. Ez begged not to be eaten just like what he was doing right now.

Moku was forced to calm him down for a long time and convinced that the orcs would rather be vegetarians than eat goblin meat.

Moku opened the fur covering his head, while pointing at his face, Moku said “Ez, look it’s me, Moku. We may not have seen each other for a long time but you still remember my face, right?”

Ez looked up and saw Moku’s face, then “Hiiii…. it’s sir night elf, I’m sorry sir, I don’t see your majesty, you are so shiny in the middle of the Bog forest moon.

Please don’t kill me sir!! I’m a good goblin, I’ve never killed an elf, I hate humans. As wise people say ‘the enemy of your enemy is your friend’… uh.. I don’t mean to be that proud..

I’m enough to be a pet.. no.. no just your slave sir is enough.. I—”

Bum! Moku stomped on the ground firmly and crushed it.