Half-Beastman Camp (Seeking Collection)

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[You killed a Fang Orc (Level 1), you gained 16 experience points.]

As Gu Su's Plague Cutter fell heavily, the skull of the last Fang Orc was more than half cleaved off.

Warm blood gushed out, splashing onto the messy fallen leaves. The brutal ambush battle finally came to a complete end.

Gu Su slowly put away the Plague Cutter and turned to survey the battlefield. A hint of solemnity flickered in his eyes.

This battle had cost him far more than he had anticipated.

Of the five elite skeletons, three had fallen. The remaining two were also severely injured, their bones shattered and bodies broken, making it difficult even to stand steadily.

The eleven ordinary skeletons had suffered even heavier losses. Six were dead, three were severely injured and unable to move, and only two had sustained minor damage and could still move with some effort.

The only fortunate ones were the magic skeleton squad. The two skeletons capable of casting spells had already exhausted their mana, their bodies swaying slightly, but they were unharmed.

The other magic skeleton, which could not cast spells, had only sustained minor bone collisions and was considered lightly injured, with no serious harm.

However, where there was loss, there was also gain. This bloody battle was not without its rewards.

Counting them up, a total of thirty-one Fang Orcs had been killed, a few more than White Raven had scouted earlier.

Moreover, these orcs were clearly more formidable than Gu Su had expected. In addition to the large knives, heavy clubs, and other weapons they wielded, many of the orcs wore simple but tough leather armor, giving them a defense far exceeding that of ordinary monsters.

The corpses of these fallen orcs, their weapons, and their leather armor were all tangible gains, enough to compensate for some of the losses of his undead.

Gu Su's gaze swept back and forth between the orc corpses scattered on the ground and his own broken skeletons. After a moment of silence, he ordered in a deep voice, "The severely injured will rest here and recover their strength; the lightly injured will follow me."

Initially, his thought was to have the severely injured skeletons reluctantly carry one orc corpse each, and the lightly injured skeletons carry two, to transport some of the bodies back to the Graveyard Demon to be converted into new undead as soon as possible before returning for the rest.

But the thought, once conceived, was immediately rejected by himself.

These skeletons' combat effectiveness was already compromised. Carrying corpses would not allow them to transport much, and it would be time-consuming and laborious, yielding little benefit.

If they could use vines, wooden planks, and branches to temporarily build some carts or simple sedan chairs for transport, they could move a large number of corpses at once, which would be far more efficient than the skeletons carrying them.

With this realization, Gu Su immediately changed his order, saying to his subordinates in a deep voice, "Go and collect all the vines, wooden planks, and branches that were used to set up the traps. The faster, the better!"

After speaking, he looked at the lightly injured magic skeleton and beckoned it over, "You, come with me to check out their camp."

As the orders were given, the skeletons immediately sprang into action, methodically collecting the scattered materials.

Gu Su then stepped out of the woods and walked towards the direction of the orc camp.

The orc camp was not far from the woods, only a few tens of meters away. Gu Su quickened his pace and after a moment, emerged from the shadows of the trees. Before him lay a strangely designed camp.

This camp was not temporarily erected. Instead, it was built by utilizing the ruins of a collapsed two-story building, combined with rough wood and beast hides collected by the orcs, pieced together to form a simple but relatively organized structure.

Gu Su stopped and looked up, carefully observing. He saw that the camp was surrounded by a low fence made of sharpened rough wood.

The fence was also entwined with some dried beast bones and vines, which could not only prevent wild beasts from entering but also serve as a warning.

In the gaps of the fence, a few tufts of orc hair and dried bloodstains were scattered, indicating that fights often occurred here.

He stepped into the camp, his gaze first falling on a huge cooking pot placed over a central bonfire.

The edges of the iron pot were covered with dark brown rust and grease, showing that it had been used for a long time. The pot was bubbling, cooking a lumpy, sticky green substance that emitted a strange fishy odor. Mixed with the burnt smell of firewood, it was somewhat uncomfortable.

He narrowed his eyes and tried to distinguish, but could not clearly see if it was beast meat or other miscellaneous items. He could only vaguely see a few irregular pieces of meat and some unknown wild vegetables floating inside.

A few burnt-out pieces of firewood were scattered around the bonfire. Buried in the ashes were a few charred wild fruits, likely food that the orcs had not finished.

But in Gu Su's eyes, these were good things.

Regardless of what was being cooked in the pot, the size of the pot alone was of great use to him.

The chicken soup he had drunk that morning was still boiled in a plastic bucket he had found, propped up over the fire. The soup was mixed with a pungent plastic smell, making it difficult to swallow. He could still remember that smell vividly.

If he could take this pot back to the Graveyard Demon, it would be much more convenient to cook in the future, and he could eat more comfortably, no longer having to endure the strange smell from the plastic bucket.

With this thought, Gu Su couldn't help but quicken his pace, walking rapidly towards the interior of the camp. His eyes scanned his surroundings while he mentally cataloged the camp's layout and usable items.

The deeper he went into the camp, the more he discovered that it had been meticulously planned by the orcs.

Although the overall appearance was still very crude and chaotic, the divisions were exceptionally clear.

On the left side, near the building ruins, was the resting area, covered with thick dry grass and a few complete beast hides. Scattered on the hides were some tattered linen clothes, and beside them were several bags sewn from beast hides.

Upon opening them, they contained some dried wild fruits and large pieces of root vegetables, whose identity was uncertain. These were likely the orcs' stored food.

Next to the resting area was the armory. A simple shed was built against the wall of the collapsed building, housing more than a dozen orc weapons. In addition to the common large knives and heavy clubs, there were also a few sharpened stone axes and spears.

The wooden shafts of the spears were wrapped with anti-slip vines, and the spearheads were made of hardened beast bones, gleaming with a cold light.

In the corner were piles of tough beast hides and some roughly cut logs, indicating that these were materials the orcs had prepared for crafting new weapons.

On the right side of the camp was the warehouse, filled with a large amount of dry firewood, stacked relatively neatly.

Next to it were several large ceramic jars filled with turbid liquid. Gu Su leaned in to smell, and only detected a strong fishy odor. It was likely beast blood stored by the orcs.

Beside the ceramic jars were several fresh beast hides, the bloodstains on them not yet dry, presumably from a recently hunted beast.

At the entrance of the warehouse were scattered several hemp ropes and a few polished stones, their purpose unknown.

The collapsed remains of the two-story building were the core of the camp.

Strange markings were carved into the surviving walls, resembling orc totems. Several dried, beast heads with bared fangs and ferocious expressions hung on the walls, likely trophies the orcs used to display their strength.

In a corner of the ruins, several broken stone slabs and rubble were piled up, perhaps materials the orcs had prepared to reinforce the camp.

Gu Su's gaze slowly swept over every corner of the camp, not missing even the smallest details, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

It was clear these orcs weren't just stopping here temporarily; they had truly made this their long-term base, meticulously arranging it for extended occupation.

Judging by the camp's food and weapon reserves, these orcs had been stationed here for quite some time, even forming a basic system for living and combat.

Only when Gu Su reached the deepest part of the camp did his brow furrow.