Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

Lu Yao's worries were not unnecessary. If the two brothers Lang Yu and Lang Xue had not been captured, this problem could be ignored. After all, the identity and bloodline of the young patriarch Lang Rui were there, and all the tribe members believed in it.

But now that there are two brothers of the same blood, this problem has to be faced.

When Lu Yao heard that there were two brothers of Lang Rui, he stomped his scepter in anger, "How foolish, how foolish! Why didn't you kill these two with one strike? Leaving them behind will only cause trouble in the future."

Qiao Xin patiently explained: "It's not that we don't want to solve it, but we can't. The only known thing is that Lang Rui's father has passed away, and his mother and the witch of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan are still missing. In addition, there are nearly 10,000 members of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan who are slaves in other tribes. As for the specific distribution of these people, these two brothers have been planning for so many years, they must know it better than us.

They must know the enemy much better than we do. Even if we try to get the skin of a tiger, it is better than us blindly fighting in an unknown situation."

Lu Yao didn't say anything else. To the orcs, the tribe was more important than themselves. Without the protection of the tribe, an orc fighting alone would not be able to survive.

It is understandable that Lang Rui wants to save his people.

Lu Yao had also experienced the tragedy of having his clan exterminated, and could empathize with Lang Rui's pain.

Qiao Xin continued, "The land abandoned by the Beast God is not a paradise. The Beast God Temple had planned to take this land when it built Black Stone City. Now that Black Thorn City is being built, sooner or later they will march here. When the nest is overturned, the eggs will be destroyed.

How can we defeat the powerful army of the Beast God Temple or other cities with only a hundred people in our tribe? We need this group of combat forces and develop them as soon as possible before the Beast God Temple fully pays attention to this place. "

It would be great if we could contact other tribes in the land abandoned by the Beast God.

Lu Yao understood the reasoning. "Originally, the food we planted could feed us for a year, but now with these extra people, I'm afraid we won't have enough food."

Qiao Xin was not worried about this problem. They had only reclaimed 500 acres of wasteland, and there were many unreclaimed wastelands on the plain.

With these people, are you still worried about lack of manpower?

"That's not a problem. I have plenty of seeds. As long as I plant them, I will always have a harvest."

Alas! Why don't the Silver Moon Wolf Clan have wood-related abilities? If they were all wood-related abilities, my goodness! I can't even think about it, the food harvest would be great.

Qiao Xin retracted her unrealistic fantasy in time, "I will readjust the planting plan to ensure that we have enough food. As for meat, let Lang Rui worry about it!"

Lu Yao snorted coldly and quickened his pace, obviously agreeing with Qiao Xin's plan.

The tribe’s warehouse is no longer just the original one, but has expanded to more than ten times its original size.

The warehouses were connected by an arched door. The largest one had a wooden door on it. Inside the door were neatly arranged rows of wooden shelves with some animal skins and pottery jars scattered around. Baskets of precious salt were placed at the base of the wall, with the openings tied tightly with animal skins.

There were also some vine baskets containing wild vegetables collected and dried by the tribe, as well as other fruits collected these days.

Qiao Xin's eyes lit up, and she ran over and took out a football-sized watermelon from the green vine basket. "Wow, where did you get it from?"

The most enjoyable thing to eat in summer must be watermelon.

Lu Yao glanced at her. The whole tribe knew that Qiao Xin loved to eat fruits. When he collected watermelons, he kept collecting them. "Downstream of the river, all the melons were destroyed by animals. This one is intact. We also collected a lot of black seeds from the rotten melons in the basket over there. Maybe it will be useful to you."

Lu Yun had already used seeds to grow some of the fruit that Qiao Xin called "watermelon", but they were still seedlings. "Try it first to see if it tastes good. If it does, come over and get the seeds to grow it yourself."

Qiao Xin nodded desperately. Even though Lu Yao always glared at her and rolled his eyes at her, he was actually always on her side.

The watermelon is the best proof. "Wait until I get it out, and then I'll bring it to you first."

Qiao Xin took a handful of seeds, put them into the space, and planted them when she returned home in the evening.

Lu Yao tilted his head and said, "Let's go to the next door. The wheat that was harvested first is piled in several other warehouses."

Passing through the archway, I entered the warehouse next door. All the wheat had been dried in the sun. It felt very dry and rustled when I touched it. Even the wheat stalks were neatly bundled and stacked.

Qiao Xin peeled one and it was a plump light brown color. She tasted it and it had a hint of sweetness.

"Is it done?" Lu Yao asked.

"Done." Qiao Xin put the wheat grains in his hand back on the wheat pile. "I'll find someone to go to Qingshi Mountain to make a few stone mills, and arrange for someone to take off the wheat grains tomorrow."

Lu Yao: "Where can we get it? Isn't the square used to accommodate people?"

Qiao Xin: "We can clean it during the day and sweep it clean at night. We can spread out the rattan mat and sleep on it."

Qiao Xin took out the stone mill from her space and gave it to Lu Yao for reference. "Grandpa, you arrange for someone to make the stone mill. I'll go to the fields."

The wheat no longer needed to be dried in the sun, and there was a way to thresh it. Lu Yao stopped chasing Qiao Xin and let her do her own thing.

After Qiao Xin walked away, Lu Yao saw the watermelon in Qingteng's basket, picked up the watermelon and ran to the door, "Qiao Xin, watermelon."

Qiao Xin waved her hand and said, "Grandpa, please take care of the cubs. I will induce labor myself tonight."

Lu Yao didn't force it. With so many extra mouths to feed in the tribe, he had to take inventory of all the supplies to ensure there would be enough food for the rest of the time.

Qiao Xin walked out not far and then came back, "Have you learned the calculation method I taught you? It will come in handy when we need to take inventory of supplies."

Lu Yao's smile froze, and he cleared his throat, "I'll go find someone to make a stone mill."

He left in a hurry with a busy expression on his face, as if someone was chasing him.

It's not that he wasn't paying attention, on the contrary. He was an adult orc and an intelligent and cultured wizard. He had long known that the calculation methods taught by Qiao Xin were very useful, and he also worked very hard.

Then the opposite happened. He put in ten times more effort than Leopardstar, but was still not as good as him by just learning casually.

Talking too much brings tears.

Qiao Xin watched Lu Yao escape with amusement, closed the warehouse door, and went to the fields.

When passing by the square, Qiao Xin saw thousands of people sitting on the ground. She looked up at the sun in the sky and felt sorry for their hot butts.

Lang Rui was arranging people to imprison the two brothers Lang Yu and Shi Ling in the tribe's cave. When he saw Qiao Xin, a hint of warmth appeared on his face.

Qiao Xin came over and kissed Lang Rui on the face.

The ice on Lang Rui's face melted away, "Going to the fields?"

Qiao Xin hummed, looked at Lang Xue, pointed at Shi Ling, who had difficulty walking and whose face was so wrinkled that her original appearance could not be seen, and introduced her, "This is your lover. Do you want to be locked up together?"

Lang Xue's hands were tied, and he retched on the spot, "Yue——"

Lang Yu's face was gloomy. He pursed his lips and glared at Qiao Xin.

Qiao Xin finally felt relieved and jumped out.

Lang Rui didn't know whether to laugh or cry. His Xinxin was still so vindictive.