The majority of the food in this huge cauldron was consumed by Gorgin and his mother, Horne. The other ogres merely had a taste - test.

  Do they seriously expect Gorgin to cook a sufficient meal just for them?

  That's utterly absurd.

  I'm the mightiest chieftain here, and my mother is a mage.

  Do I look like someone with no dignity?

  As for the few staff members at the House of Amorous Feelings, a large bowl of food each is already a generous portion for them. But for ogres, it's barely enough to tickle their taste buds.

  For a full - grown, prime - aged, and idle ogre, what's there to do after a hearty midday meal?

  Gorgin dragged his body towards the oasis once again.

  He was off to take a bath.

  The moment the staff at the House of Amorous Feelings saw this, they scurried back inside.

  The new recruit, looking completely bewildered, joined in and helped unfold the massive animal skins.

  They laid the skins out flat on the ground and then placed a huge pillow on top.

  Once everything was set up, all the staff members knelt down on either side of the skins.

  Noticing the lost look on the new human staff member's face, the fellow human staff member quickly offered a reminder.

  "Come on, hurry and kneel down. The chieftain's taking a bath and will be here soon. Our job is to give him a super - relaxing massage!"

  "We're all in the same boat here. You don't need me to teach you the ropes, do you?"

  The newly - arrived human shuffled over and knelt down.

  Now, there were three staff members on each side.

  "What exactly do I do?"

  She'd given massages to plenty of humans before, but when it came to ogres...

  She was completely at a loss.

  The succubus let out a soft chuckle.

  "What's so difficult about it? Just watch. You'll pick it up after seeing it a few times!"

  As she finished speaking, a mischievous smile played across her face.

  "Give the chieftain a great massage, and we'll have a worry - free life with enough food and safety. Don't mess it up, okay?"

  The woman stammered, "I... I'll do my best..."

  Across from her was the most exquisitely - featured elf.

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  The elf, usually known for her elegance and haughtiness, now said, "Don't be too nervous. Just do your best. A bit of clumsiness won't matter."

  The drow beside the elf, despite their long - standing enmity, nodded in agreement.

  "That's right. As long as you take good care of the chieftain, he's pretty lenient with us."

  Before the new staff member could respond, Gorgin pushed open the door and strode in.

  He casually yanked off the animal - skin skirt wrapped around him and flopped down on the skin on the floor.

  The staff members on both sides immediately got to work, giving Gorgin a full - body massage as per routine.

  Gorgin took a deep, satisfying breath and closed his eyes.

  This is the life!

  So what if he's an ogre?

  So what if he's big, burly, and not exactly a looker?

  After a good feed, he has six waitresses with exotic allure to attend to his every need!

  What could be more satisfying than this?

  Gorgin exhaled a long, contented sigh.

  This damn glorious chieftain life!

  Relishing the varying pressures of the massages from the six waitresses, Gorgin gradually opened the world channel.

  Isn't it kind of funny to see how his fellow Blue Planet people are faring, now that he's had his fill?

  "I'm dying of thirst. Just how vast is this desert? I've been walking for two hours and haven't seen a single living thing.

  The ground's covered in thorns. If it weren't for those few scattered fruits, I'd probably be a goner..."

  "Are you kidding? Didn't that voice say when we arrived? Welcome to the Endless Desert. The answer's in the name. It's huge!"

  "Smart one, up there. So, did you find water then?"

  "Nope. But I ran into a bunch of passing native human merchant teams."

  "Damn! Natives really exist! Was there a language barrier? Were they friendly? Did they offer you food?"

  "Hmph, communication? None at all. They all spoke English. I don't know if they were nice, but they sure as hell acted like animals..."

  "What do you mean?"

  "I'm a sophomore in college. I ended up in the hands of a native merchant team with over thirty men. Take a wild guess what happened?"

  "..."

  "..."

  There were a series of speechless responses.

  Gorgin was equally dumbfounded.

  Two hours have passed...

  She's probably on her last legs...

  Gorgin couldn't resist sending a message.

  "So, what's your situation now?"

  "What situation? Can't you guys use your imaginations? "

  "..."

  The poor girl quickly added another message.

  "I don't think I'll make it. Let me give you all a heads - up. Never trust anyone, whether they're natives or us from the Blue Planet. This ain't the world we used to know. Trust no one!"

  The world channel fell silent for a moment.

  Besides being a bit speechless, Gorgin didn't think much of it.

  He'd been a native for twenty years, so he knew exactly how things worked in this world.

  The extreme scarcity of resources means there's no such thing as racial solidarity.

  Only those from the same tribe, settlement, or city - state are considered allies. Everyone else is a potential enemy!

  The poor female college student had a point. Here, trust is a luxury.

  Whether they're human or not, don't trust them!

  After that, there was no more news from the girl.

  She probably couldn't hold on much longer.

  Over thirty men...

  The humans in this world are tall, strong, and way more powerful than the sub - healthy youngsters on the Blue Planet.

  Of course, only a small number of people saw the girl's messages.

  Most were busy avoiding the sun, hunting for treasure chests, water, and food.

  "Damn! I finally found a white treasure chest, and all I got were two vegetarian buns..."

  "I got a bottle of mineral water."

  "Damn! Lucky! Can I trade my buns for your water?"

  "Dream on! Bro, I got a five - shot revolver. Wanna trade?"

  "I'm so jealous. I got a can of Pixian bean paste."

  "Pfft."

  "Feel sorry for you for three seconds and then laugh at you for a minute."

  Gorgin's eyes lit up.

  "I've got some water too, from the oasis pond. Can I trade it for your Pixian bean paste?"

  "Damn! Another lucky one! You got teleported to an oasis?!"

  "It's only been two hours. Billions are still searching for water, and here you are trading water for bean paste?"

  "So annoying. Lucky guy, are you planning to make spicy poached meat? What's the use of bean paste? Wanna trade with me? I got a silicone doll."

  Gorgin glanced at the six waitresses.

  "Keep your doll. Just give me a straight answer. One bowl of pond water for your Pixian bean paste. Deal or no deal? If not, forget it!"

  "Also, hurry up. Don't even think about upping the price. It's just one bowl. If you don't want to trade, keep it and do as you please!"