After rebirth in the wilderness, you can travel back and forth to the earth

As the spring breeze blows, smoke rises from the Dongling tribe, and the aroma of meat fills the air.

"Everyone is full and has enough meat!"

Standing on a high place, Yang Yi glanced at his elder brother Yang Huan, who was greeting the tribesmen to eat meat. He was very bold and could not help but smile on his face.

These days, Yang Yi directs the tribesmen to expand new tribes.

With its back at the foot of Qingshi Mountain, the Dongling Tribe expanded its area ten times under Yang Yi's plan.

Schools, canteens, weapons depots, practice law collection rooms, martial arts performance venues, toilets, etc., are all included in Yang Yi's plan.

Not only that, Yang Yi also reorganized the responsibilities of each person in the tribe.

There are a hunting team of 200 people, a gathering team of 300 people, a construction team of 400 people, a logistics team of 50 people, and a youth team of more than 300 people. The Dongling tribe currently has a total population of more than [-] people.

Yang Qingshan is in charge of the hunting team going out for hunting, and Hong Jiuniang is in charge of the gathering team picking wild vegetables and herbs every day.

Yang Huan is responsible for leading the construction team and following Yang Yi's command to carry out the Dongling tribe expansion construction.

The youth team is led by Yang Yi, who assists each team in completing their daily tasks.

The logistics team is headed by Yang Cang's wife Hong Guoer, who cleans the tribe, boils water for cooking and other logistical support tasks.

In order to expand the tribe, Yang Yi is currently building a large canteen in the tribe to have unified meals.

"The collection team was divided into 20 people and went out to look for stray people nearby. The tribe continued to expand its population."

The spring breeze is drizzling, the mountains are full of flowers in bud, and green plants cover the earth.

Outside the tribe, the grass is more than half the height of a person and is very lush.

From time to time, there were roars of beasts in the distance, and all kinds of beasts and beasts became active.

Time passed day by day, and the Dongling tribe began to operate quickly under Yang Yi's arrangement.

No one is like before. After eating and drinking, practicing, and spending most of the day leisurely.

Now everyone in the tribe, from the patriarch to the children who can work, is taking action, and Yang Yi has arranged a full workload.

"My home is built. I can protect my wife and children. I won't be afraid of hardship and sweat!"

Under the scorching sun, groups of shirtless men, with sweat flowing on their bronzed muscles, shouted slogans earnestly and built stone courtyards one after another.

When the people who were recruited saw tall, exquisite and beautiful stone houses being built on their own hands, they were even more excited and burst into tears.

Finally having their own home, all the refugees returned to the Xin Dong Ling tribe and worked hard to build their own homes.

Time flies by, and it's summer in the blink of an eye, and the Dongling Tribe expansion project has reached the completion stage.

Looking at the city wall that is ten meters high and two meters wide, the Dongling tribe seems to have become a small city.

The women and children ran around the house all day long, going in and out to observe and familiarize themselves with their new home. People had begun to move in to the decorated stone courtyard.

"Our new home is built!"

More than 200 people stood on the tribal wall and cheered.

Including Yang Yi, all the hard-working people in the tribe had bright smiles and excitement and tears on their faces.

None of the Golden Tribe has such a small town, but they, the Dongling Bronze Tribe, built it themselves.

"Clan leader, our new home, woo woo..."

Many people fell on all fours and bowed to God.

The clansman who was once a refugee, then ran to Yang Qingshan and Yang Yi and knelt down to worship, choked with sobs and speechless, and his excitement was beyond words.

With more than [-] people, Yang Yi asked the tribe to stop recruiting people and develop patiently for a few years.

The Dongling Tribe currently has one warrior in the Mortal Realm, one warrior in the Yunshen Realm, and seven warriors in the Tempering Realm.

This strength is not inferior to that of the Silver Tribe.

A place of water and soil nourishes a person. Since Yang Yi was reborn in this wild world, and this world also has his own parents and family.

Yang Yi will do everything possible to strengthen the tribe and protect his family.

After the tribe was built, Yang Yi led the youth team to perfect the details, such as drainage ditches and other issues.

A dug drainage ditch was dug around the inside and outside of the tribe. Stone slabs were laid on the ditch until it led to a low-lying area far outside the tribe.

According to my parents, it rained heavily in summer in previous years and water often flooded into the tribe.

With so many people, water is also a problem. The two water trees planted outside the tribe are no longer enough.

The water tree can absorb water from the ground and store it in its trunk. It is 30 meters tall and more than three meters in diameter. It looks very strong and tall. It is a very magical plant in the wild world.

Moreover, the water tree naturally has its own purification effect, and the water inside is better than the mountain spring. The baobab tree that Yang Yi knows is much better.

The tribesmen inserted a bamboo pipe into the trunk of the water tree, and like tap water when turning on a faucet, a stream of clear water flowed out along the bamboo pipe.

"Mukuro, take out all these snow salts and sell them. I will bring back more coarse salt."

A large group of people looked at Yang Yi pitifully, for fear that Yang Yi would refuse.

"Sell it, sell it." Yang Yi sighed helplessly.

Ever since Yang Yi made fine salt, the tribesmen were excited and happy, but what Yang Yi never expected was that the tribesmen were reluctant to eat it.

It is said that the snow salt is too precious and must be sold to the big tribe in exchange for resources.

When Yang Yi made the fine salt, he originally wanted to exchange it for cultivation resources with the big tribes. He could sell it back and forth, but he had to leave enough fine salt for himself.

Helpless, Yang Yi's lips were all scratched. The most the tribesmen could do was dip their hands into some fine salt and suck it with enjoyment on their faces.

They know that snow salt is a good thing and is produced at home, but the tribesmen are reluctant to eat it.

Brothers Yang Silang and Wulang, together with their younger brothers, refined all the coarse salt in the tribe into snow salt early on.

Without coarse salt to eat, the tribe began to drink animal blood to replenish their physical strength, and lived a primitive life of drinking blood from their hair.

For this reason, at the beginning, the tribe kept it secret from Yang Yi and gave Yang Yi three meals a day in a small stove. He had enough snow and salt every day, while everyone else secretly drank the animal blood.

If it weren't for the greedy children in the tribe who complained about the bad taste of animal blood, Yang Yi would have noticed something was wrong.

After getting angry, Yang Yi directly took over the job of adding salt when cooking in the canteen.

Every time they see Yang Yi pouring salt into the pot, the tribesmen feel sad and distressed, making Yang Yi dumbfounded every time.

Xue Yan would be very excited to eat for Yang Yi, but it would make her heartache at all if she eats it for herself.

Also, in the Dongling tribe, the most precious thing is Yang Yi. Everyone loves Yang Yi with all their strength. No matter what Yang Yi wants or does, as long as he says it, everyone in the Dongling tribe will do their best to satisfy it.

Today the tribe is going out to the Redwood and Silver Tribe in exchange for some cultivation and living supplies.

Yang Yi was bargaining with his father, Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan wanted to take away the hundred kilograms of snow salt that Yang Yi left for the tribe to eat and sell them together.

"Dad, remember to exchange for a few first-class cultivation books!"

Yang Yi shouted to his father who took the snow salt and set off quickly.

Seeing Yang Qingshan leaving with the outgoing team in a hurry, Yang Yi held his forehead, afraid that he would regret leaving behind those snow salts.

"Fourth brother, fifth brother, dad is gone, go and take out the hidden snow salt."

After his father walked away, Yang Yi turned around and winked at Yang Silang and Wulang behind him.

"what happened?"

Seeing Yang Silang and Wulang showing their bitter faces, Yang Yi suddenly felt bad.

"Dad also took away the snow salt we hid, and even beat us so we wouldn't say anything."

Speechless in his heart, Yang Yi didn't expect that his always kind and honest father would actually play tricks on his son.

Yang Yi glanced at the world in the book consciously. The fifty kilograms of snow salt he hid in it was still there.

With a sly smile on his lips, no one would have thought that after Yang Yi asked his fourth brother and fifth brother to hide the snow salt, he would secretly hide the snow salt again.

It was also hidden in the world of books, and no one could find it except Yang Yi.