Traveling through the world of beasts: Controlling the system and building infrastructure

After seeing off Zhuoya and the two little Chonghua birds, An Ruochu sat at home in a daze.

She was thinking about what she should do to make up for the tribe's deficit. Although the hunting team had been hunting desperately in the past few days, she felt that this matter was entirely her responsibility. So she had to do something.

The wheat is still being planted in the space, and it is not time to pick it yet. Moreover, the little wheat that is taken out is not enough for the orcs to fill their stomachs.

By the way, the cotton in the tribe has not been processed yet, so it would be okay to make some quilts for the orcs.

But this couldn't make up for the loss of dried meat. There weren't enough Bung Bung beasts, and it would take some time to breed them. What else could she do?

Hunt, hunt.

Wait! It doesn't say that hunting means you must catch wild animals. An Ruochu slapped his forehead, and a light bulb went off in his head. He suddenly remembered something.

An Ruochu first went to the cave to find some small vines.

"It would be nice if there were bamboos." An Ruochu muttered.

She tied one end of a large pile of vines tightly with a hemp rope, and tied a few more knots in case it was not strong enough.

Then continue to thread the vines upwards around the body of the vine until it becomes a small basket.

The male guard at the door watched An Ruochu sitting on the ground weaving vines. After watching for a while, he realized that she was not weaving a basket.

The orcs are very good at learning practical skills. Originally, An Ruchu only taught a few females from the gathering team, but now almost all the orcs in the tribe have learned to weave wicker baskets.

On weekdays, the gathering team would bring back vines for weaving wicker baskets and put them in the cave. The orcs guarding the cave would take some vines to weave baskets to replace the broken ones.

Now the skill of basket weaving can be considered as exquisite. Looking at the strange little rattan basket in An Ruochu's hand, he couldn't help but ask: "An An, what are you weaving? It doesn't look like a rattan basket, and what's the use of weaving such a small one?"

An Ruchu didn’t know the person who was guarding the cave today, but that didn’t stop her from being a celebrity in the tribe and everyone knew her.

He smiled at the other party awkwardly but politely. An Ruochu explained that what he had made was a fishing device.

"Fish? What is that? Is it dangerous?" When the man heard that An Ruchu was going to catch fish, alarm bells immediately sounded in his heart.

Now An Ruochu is a very important female in the entire tribe. She had an accident before, so she must not have any more accidents in the future. The main reason is that she is also afraid of being deceived.

If An Ruchu encounters danger again, they can still be rescued. But if this kind of trouble can be avoided, it is better to avoid it as much as possible.

"No, this is something I made to catch fish. It's very safe. Just put it in the water." An Ruochu was a little confused. Fish are the most docile meat she can catch.

"Okay, I'm just asking." After listening to An Ruchu's explanation, the man smiled innocently. He didn't look like a wolf, but more like a big bear.

An Ruochu had just walked towards the small river outside with the woven fish cage in her hand.

The orc then asked his companions to guard the cave and he followed quietly.

An Ruochu first went to the cafeteria to get some wild animal organs that were thrown away after the meat was processed, then turned around and walked downstream of the river.

An Ruochu first sat by the river and observed for a while. It didn't matter that she was observing, because the male following her had a heart beating non-stop. It seemed that only his heartbeat could be heard between heaven and earth.

Just when he was hesitating whether to drag An Ruchu back directly, An Ruchu moved.

An Ruochu looked for a long time and after confirming that there were indeed fish in the river, he found a place with a slow current and two water plants and lowered the fish cage containing the animal's entrails.

For fear that the fish and the fish cage would disappear together, An Ruochu tied a hemp rope to the fish cage and attached it to a large rock on the shore.

After doing all this, An Ruochu clapped his hands and prepared to go back.

The male standing behind her looked at An Ruchu's actions with a distorted expression.

It's not what he thinks, is it?

While he was stunned, An Ruchu had already turned around and was about to leave.

I just happened to run into An Ruchu who was walking back.

An Ruochu looked at the big guy in front of her, her eyes gleaming.

"If I remember correctly, the males in charge of guarding in the tribe cannot act alone, especially following a female." An Ruchu's voice was not as cheerful as usual, but rather a little cold.

"It's a misunderstanding. I heard you were fishing and I was afraid you were in danger, so I followed you. I saw you sitting by the river, and I was afraid you were upset, so I wanted to go up and persuade you, so I saw you put the fish cage into the river. Now that I saw you were not in danger, I was about to leave you but turned back." The man explained to An Ruchu very quickly, fearing that An Ruchu would misunderstand.

An Ruchu was about to leave without saying anything, but just as she was about to leave, the man stopped her again.

"You won't catch any fish if you put this fish cage in this river. There are only thorn beasts in it." The man looked at An Ruochu disapprovingly. It was obvious that there were no fish in this river that An Ruochu was talking about.

Isn't the thorn beast a fish? The way of naming the beast world is still unique.

But An Ruchu suddenly became curious again. If the fish is called a thorny beast, then what is the hedgehog called?

"Fish is just a thornbeast, but that's what my original tribe called it."

"The thorny beast is not delicious. An An, are you not full? That's why you want to catch the fishy, ​​smelly and prickly thorny beast?" The male's face flushed with guilt.

It's because they can't catch more prey normally, so An An wants to eat these unpalatable thorny beasts.

Unable to understand the strange train of thought of the man in front of him, An Ruochu quickly interrupted him.

"No, although the thorny beasts you have eaten are fishy and smelly, the thorny beasts I make are definitely delicious, provided that we can catch them today." An Ruochu waved his hand.

"Okay." Looking at An Ruchu's determined expression, Shou'er also felt a little bit of anticipation.

An Ruochu waited by the river for a long time, but the fish she had been longing for did not come.

I had no choice but to leave and return to the tribe.

Wait to see the results later.

During An Ruochu's absence this afternoon, Mu Rong had already made a lot of practical pottery. Some large-sized pottery had already begun to be fired in the newly built kiln.

I originally put a small clay pot there, intending not to let people try it first.

Who knew that we would encounter new problems right at the beginning.

Now the pottery made by Mu Rong is mixed with skilled pottery, and the chance of failure has been greatly reduced. After a period of production, they have been able to control the approximate temperature of firing pottery by themselves. So the focus of this explosion is probably that the new large kiln has not been run-in yet.

Because the kiln cover is large, the dried clay pieces are not enough.

An Ruochu joined the clay-kneading team again. Not only did she help to knead the ceramic embryos, she even built a fire to speed up the making of the newly-kneaded pottery.