They're naturally simple-minded, love to fight, love to brag, and are gluttonous; playing the Orks is a gift from God.
Doudou was the first to raise her hand, saying she could do it.
Other Ogryn chimed in, "What's so difficult about that? We're experts at playing the fool."
Looking at their serious expressions, Lynn didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Lynn had instructed beforehand to follow the commands of the female voice in her head, and to act freely at other times.
When those Ogryn heard they were going to play Orks, they were all very enthusiastic and couldn't wait to rush into the Orks and fight.
And that big guy was controlled by Doudou.
This guy is only 2.6 meters tall in real life, but now he's controlling a 2.3-meter- Orks, and he feels too short and very stifled.
But it obeyed Lynn's orders without question and could only endure it.
But Toothy didn't know any of this; all it knew was that it had won against Seven-Smasha opponents.
Seeing those Orks who were completely subservient to Lynn, Toothy straightened his back considerably.
These are over thirty Ork Boyz, each one tall and burly, looking like they could fight!
It stood beside Lynn, puffed out its chest, and felt incredibly powerful.
It even began to fantasize that when Awu arrived, it would lead these thirty-odd Orks out to attack...
They beat Awu's men so badly they were running for their lives, and then the whole ranch knew the name Toothy.
Clinging to hopeful dreams, the two returned to their base.
The next day, Xiaobudian's allowance arrived.
Two boxes full of teeth, almost twice as many as last time.
Because this time, Xiaobudian paid Toothy a full three fences' worth of wages.
The box lid was opened, and the box full of teeth gleamed alluringly in the sunlight; no Orks could remain unmoved by it.
But Toothy stood in front of the box, looking at the teeth, but couldn't feel happy.
It knew all too well that this tooth wouldn't be so easy to swallow.
Awu's territory was given to it, and the salary that was due to Awu was also given to it, which was clearly a message to Awu.
Your things have been stolen; you're on your own to deal with it.
This isn't a reward; it's "using someone else to do your dirty work."
Toothy recalled the words Lynn had said and felt they were very fitting for this moment.
Xiaobudian's move was ruthless; he could find out whether there were Orks behind Toothy without lifting a finger.
If Toothy manages to hold off the Orks, it would confirm its hypothesis.
If he can't hold on, then Ya Toothy of others who can.
The younger brother next to him leaned over and said cautiously:
" Master Ya, how about... we return these teeth to Awu?"
"I heard that Awu's side is already gathering men, more than two hundred, all armed with knives. Our foundation is not stable right now, there's no need for a head-on confrontation."
As the younger brother spoke, his voice grew softer and softer, because he saw that Toothy's face was becoming increasingly pale.
Toothy was silent for a while, then refused.
"Return it? Why should we return it? The territory was given to us by the boss, and our salaries were also paid by the boss. Why should we return it?"
It stood upright, about 1.5 meters tall, but its tone was very firm.
"There's no reason to spit out meat that's already in your mouth."
"Let it come; it's just in time. Tell them in front of everyone."
"This territory belongs to Ya Toothy!" The henchmen looked at each other, not daring to offer any further advice.
They didn't know where Toothy its confidence from, but judging from its appearance, it didn't seem like it was just boasting.
Toothy circled the stronghold but didn't see that purple figure.
It went to where Lynn was sleeping and found Lynn lying there, motionless.
Even her sleeping position is the same as yesterday.
" Seven-Smasha? Seven-Smasha!" Toothy nudged Lynn, but there was no response.
Toothy sensed something was wrong and pushed harder a few more times, but there was still no response.
Lynn was still breathing, but she seemed to have lost her soul and couldn't be woken up no matter what.
Toothy's heart began to sink, as if a stone was pressing down on it, growing heavier and heavier.
" Seven-Smasha!!!" it cried out again and again, but Lynn still didn't wake up.
Toothy slumped to the ground, her mind blank.
What could be worse than your team's carry going AFK at a crucial moment?
At that moment, Toothy felt as if the sky had fallen, as if Awu would soon bring people to chop him into mincemeat.
Meanwhile, aboard the Pinnacle Black Obsidian in space, Lynn stood on the bridge, listening to news from the battlefield ahead.
They had just entered the area near Carl II when they encountered Chandler's fleet attacking Luna's fleet.
The battle between Luna's fleet and Chandler's fleet has reached a fever pitch, with the Mad Bull recklessly ramming the Rule of Discipline.
The Orks ships pounced on Luna's fleet like hungry wolves.
He must direct the expeditionary fleet to intervene, otherwise Luna's fleet will not survive until today.
Lynn glanced at the timer, knowing that something might have happened to Toothy, but things were more urgent here.
" Master Ya! Master Ya!" A henchman scrambled in, his face pale and his legs trembling.
" Awu is here with his men! More than two hundred of them, they've already reached the waste dump to the west, and they'll be here in about fifteen minutes!"
After he finished speaking, the young man collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, like a fish that had been thrown ashore.
Toothy stood up, glanced at Lynn was still asleep, then at the door, and took a deep breath.
Toothy stood at the entrance of the stronghold, holding a hand cannon in his arms.
It can now easily lift this heavy hand cannon.
I checked the shells and confirmed they were full.
Actually, Toothy also wanted to run away, to run away with all those teeth, to a place where Xiaobudian find them, to a place where Awu couldn't catch up.
But it can't run away, and it shouldn't run away.
It finally climbed to this spot, how could it just run away like that?
Finally, it gritted its teeth and made a firm decision.
He arrived outside the stronghold with his Gretchin, ready to meet Awu.
Toothy stood at the entrance of the stronghold and ordered everyone to gather.
The sound quickly spread throughout the vast stronghold.
Those Gretchin hiding in the corner slowly emerged, heads down, looking around furtively.
Normally there are 151 thugs who receive a salary, but this time less than 100 came.
Those who didn't come either hid in their shacks pretending to be sick, or they had already taken advantage of the chaos to run away.
Toothy glanced at the empty seats, didn't curse, but simply nodded at the people who remained.
It climbed up from the bottom and knows all too well the nature of these opportunists.
When there are benefits, everyone scrambles to get them; when there's trouble, they run away faster than anyone else.
People like that can't be kept, and aren't worth keeping.