The dog - like system uninstalled itself, leaving Gorgin with no mood to glance at the world channel that was in a complete uproar.

  The Endless Desert stretches far and wide.

  At least, Gorgin has never heard of anyone reaching its boundaries. Here, the law of the jungle rules supreme, with countless races coexisting.

  And among the races that have managed to survive, which one isn't ruthless?

  Rain is a rare occurrence in the Endless Desert, falling only once every few years.

  All the creatures here depend on scattered oases for their survival.

  Oases symbolize life and water sources, the most fundamental and crucial resources!

  All the oases in this area have long been completely divided up.

  So, where could there possibly be extra water for the people from the Blue Planet who've been teleported here?

  Just wait and see.

  In less than a day and a half, 80% of this crowded world channel will fall silent.

  Treasure chests?

  Not to mention that the odds of encountering danger and obtaining resources in treasure chests are roughly equal.

  Even if one can find a treasure chest smoothly and get a treasure from it, it's not like water will magically appear.

  Do you really think Gorgin hadn't read novels of this kind before he transmigrated?

  Gorgin has no interest in reminiscing with his fellow Blue Planet - natives.

  He directly transmigrated into his mother's womb. Apart from his soul originating from the Blue Planet, he's a native ogre through and through.

  Due to the scarcity of resources, even members of the same race will turn on each other.

  The most powerful forces here are merely city - states.

  One's own tribe or city - state is considered one's kin. Any other creature is either food or an enemy!

  This is precisely why Gorgin's ogre tribe can act without restraint within a hundred - mile radius.

  Ogres are omnivorous, eating just about anything. They're also extremely gluttonous.

  Moreover, adult ogres stand around five meters tall, with thick skin and tough flesh, making them quite resilient.

  Most ogres lack intelligence, except for ogre mages.

  Gorgin is an exception.

  He possesses a soul from the Blue Planet, which sets him apart.

  Focusing on the residue left after the dog - like system uninstalled itself, Gorgin instantly obtained the information of the Ogre's Gastronomic Illustrated Book.

  For every delicacy created, a corresponding picture will show up in the Ogre's Gastronomic Illustrated Book.

  The Ogre's Gastronomic Illustrated Book will gather the diners' approval ratings for the current dish.

  The higher the approval rating, the greater the reward.

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  However, the effect only lasts for one meal and then fades away.

  Each delicacy has only one opportunity to earn a reward.

  Admittedly, it's truly just an uninstallation remnant and somewhat useless.

  Gorgin was left speechless.

  To be frank, given the harsh environment of the Endless Desert, simply being able to ensure sufficient food and drink is already a life of great fortune.

  What hope is there for delicacies?

  Gorgin, hailing from the Blue Planet, naturally knows how to prepare delicious dishes.

  But currently, the entire tribe has only one large cauldron, and they can only occasionally brew a large pot of soup.

  Normally, they eat whatever is available.

  When they have meat, it's usually barbecued.

  The Dragon Kingdom boasts a wide variety of delicious foods, including stir - frying, deep - frying, pan - frying, stewing, braising, roasting, grilling, boiling, and baking.

  But in the current situation, which of these cooking methods can be carried out?

  Gorgin glanced at his weapon... a leg bone of an unknown giant beast.

  He didn't even have a kitchen knife...

  Delicacies?

  It's a complete joke!

  Gorgin walked out of the shed dejectedly.

  The screams outside had already subsided.

  After all, the victim was just an ordinary human.

  How could he endure the beating from an ogre?

  Several ogres took turns scattering the goods of that human merchant team everywhere.

  Whenever they spotted something edible, they stuffed it into their mouths.

  "Hey, hey! What are you up to?"

  Gorgin raised his eyebrows and loudly stopped those ogres.

  Some of the ogres had one eye, while others had two, but all their eyes were large.

  They looked at each other in bewilderment before finally turning their gaze to their chieftain.

  Gorgin strode over, picked up his bone hammer, and hurled it at them.

  "Have I not said that the goods need to be sorted? If you want to eat, figure it out on your own!"

  He stopped those dim - witted ogres from tossing that unfortunate human into the large cauldron.

  This large cauldron was the only cooking utensil in the tribe, and Gorgin still relied on it for his meals.

  The Endless Desert is filled with all sorts of things. Why would they want to eat that?

  "Ah - du - du?"

  The ogres led by Nu mumbled and discarded the human like trash.

  Getting beaten by the chieftain was a regular occurrence for them, and strangely enough, it felt good!

  It's fair to say that Gorgin became the chieftain mainly because his mother was an ogre mage and the wife of the previous chieftain.

  Ogres typically resolve issues through fighting.

  If Gorgin hadn't been a skilled fighter, it would have been far from easy for him to hold onto the chieftain's position.

  Nu was currently the top fighter in the tribe, second only to Gorgin.

  He was also Gorgin's childhood friend, having grown up following him around.

  As for why Gorgin's name consisted of three characters while most ogres had only one, it was simply because he was regarded as intelligent.

  In other words, all ogres were dim - witted, except for ogre mages.

  The human merchant was taken away.

  His fate was all too predictable. His merchant team had nearly twenty members, which was a small group in the Endless Desert.

  Unfortunately, they had the misfortune of running into ogres.

  The guards he'd hired were incredibly brave.

  Not only did they refuse to surrender, but they even dared to counter - attack the ogre fighters led by Nu.

  It was a pity that the more heroically they charged, the more tragic their end became.

  Now, only a female human who'd accompanied the team remained in the entire merchant team.

  Gorgin had repeatedly emphasized that when coming across "live prey," they shouldn't kill everything at once.

  Instead, they should bring the females back for him to inspect first.

  Well, she wasn't bad - looking.

  Amid the woman's terrified screams, Gorgin grabbed her, walked to the door of the only well - constructed building in the tribe, opened it, and tossed her inside.

  "New arrival! You lot teach her the rules!"

  After saying that, Gorgin turned and left.

  Indeed, this building was Gorgin's House of Amorous Feelings.

  There had originally been five waitresses, and now there were six.

  Gorgin kept these females not out of benevolence.

  Rather, Gorgin had his own agenda.

  The oasis occupied by the ogres wasn't small.

  It was perfectly feasible to support some females from other races.

  Gorgin planned to build a place here similar to a service area in his previous life.

  Any race was prohibited from using violence here.

  Instead, they could enjoy the special services offered by females of various races.

  If they paid a suitable price, they could even hire ogres as guards!

  Today had been intended as a trial run.

  Unfortunately, this human merchant hadn't cooperated, so he'd ended up as the ogres' lunch.

  This merchant team had a total of three camels, their backs laden with goods.

  Gorgin signaled to the other ogres in the tribe to unload the goods and then led the camels away.

  Gorgin had no intention of eating these camels.

  Although ogres couldn't ride these camels, for most races in the Endless Desert, they were ideal mounts.

  Since he was planning to build a desert service area, camels were indispensable.

  Well.

  Thanks to that kind - hearted human merchant team earlier.