Traveling through the world of beasts: I lead the system to build an empire

Today is an excellent day for the single males of the tribe.

A house is divided into two parts.

Although this house costs 100 work points and it is only the right to live in it, it still cannot dampen the enthusiasm of the men.

Those who do not have enough work points want to buy a new house even if they have to take out a loan.

For the males, this is not just a new house that is warmer and won't freeze to death.

It's also a symbol of status.

Everyone wants it, and in order to demonstrate fairness within the tribe and also to prevent orcs from the same tribe from banding together, Mu Yang decided to divide the rooms by drawing lots.

No matter which tribe you come from or what level of orc you are, as long as you have outstanding contributions and special talents, you can participate in the lottery.

Because orcs with special talents live in Area 2.

Nearly two thousand orcs participated in the lottery, and there were only one thousand houses, so naturally some were happy and some were sad.

The orcs who were selected were full of energy, and those who were not selected looked back at the construction work in Area 7 and worked even harder.

It’s better to move in later, so that you can save money on interest if you accumulate enough work points.

The males who didn’t win the lottery comforted themselves this way.

What else to do?

If you didn’t win, you didn’t win. No one can influence the arrangement of the Beast God.

At this stage, the tribe is extremely busy, building walls, houses, hunting, and processing various foods.

Two thousand orcs were rationally assigned to their respective positions, and each performed their duties in an orderly manner.

Everything has been arranged.

Su Mo had a rare moment of free time, and was interested in seeing how the food was processed.

Mu Yang continued Hu Pang's tradition and would still take turns with Ting Lang to lead the orcs out hunting. They would get a lot of rewards every time they went out.

Of the captured prey, except for some fresh ones stored in the ice cellar, the rest will be processed by specialized orcs and stored in the tribal warehouse for emergency use.

Making ice is an extremely energy-intensive task.

In the past, the tribe never froze meat in large quantities, but this year with Ling Han, Mu Yang solved a big problem.

In Mu Yang's words, having an old person in the family is like having a treasure.

Ling Han said: "..."

And gave him a big tail.

of course.

Even if there is Ling Han, it is definitely impossible to freeze enough food for two thousand people. We still have to work on extending the food storage period.

The method was quickly passed on.

When it comes to things that can save lives, males naturally put their utmost effort into it.

If you study hard, you will soon get the hang of it.

Each family will also send representatives to learn new ways to extend the storage time of food.

During this period, every household would dry and marinate various meats and vegetables in the yard.

Now that the tribe is no longer short of salt, the orcs are not limited to making jerky, but all kinds of smoked, bacon, and pickled meat are used. The whole tribe is filled with a faint meaty aroma.

Ling Han has been busy recording the materials entering the warehouse recently. Today, Ming Feng is accompanying Su Mo.

Following the aroma of meat, we arrived at the smoking workshop, where dozens of males were working overtime to process various meats.

There were many wooden racks in the spacious yard, with a lot of dried meat on them.

There are also many wooden boards on which vegetables such as dried potatoes, dried winter melons, dried radishes, and dried bamboo shoots are hung to dry.

Various vegetables and fruits that are easy to preserve are stored in the cellar, while others are dried and stored.

Su Mo quickly found a familiar figure in the crowd.

Mee Xiang, the former chief of the Short Horn tribe.

At this moment he was busy processing the prey that had just been delivered.

Hearing the noise, he raised his head.

When he found out it was Su Mo, he was flattered, "It's Su Mo the witch doctor."

Pulling her fur skirt to wipe her hands, Mee Xiang bowed slightly to Su Mo.

The other males also put down their work and saluted her.

Su Mo felt a little at a loss.

She still wasn't quite used to it. If Mu Yang and the Beast God hadn't thought this was more appropriate, she would have stopped it long ago.

Please.

People stare at you wherever you go, which is a disaster for a socially anxious person.

Su Mo quickly asked everyone to do their own thing and began to communicate with Mee Xiang about the progress of food preparation.

After chatting for a long time, Mei Xiang was no longer so nervous.

It's much more natural to get along with each other.

Inadvertently, Su Mo noticed the tools that Mei Xiang and the others used to process meat.

Although it's hard to see clearly because of the blood, the color and shape look so familiar.

Why do they look so much like the scales of her big white snake?

and.

Why do these orcs each have one?

A big question mark appeared on Su Mo’s little head.

Noticing the witch doctor's puzzled look, Mee Xiang first looked around vigilantly, and only explained to Su Mo after making sure that there were no outsiders.

"This was given to us by Master Ling Han."

Su Mo was even more confused.

Su Mo knew clearly how much Ling Han cherished the scales on his body.

There was no way he could pluck the scales specifically just to cut meat for them, although Ling Han's scales were really convenient for cutting meat.

Seeing that Su Mo was even more confused, Mee Xiang explained it to Su Mo with a look of reminiscence on her face.

"This happened during the rainy season this year. Lord Ling Han came to the tribe in the middle of the night to rob the witch doctor. We were all shocked..."

at night.

Rainy.

Mei Xiang, who had fallen asleep early, was woken up by the continuous calls.

This is the call frequency determined by the Shorthorn Tribe, indicating the invasion of stray animals.

Mei Xiang was awakened by a start, and he rolled and crawled towards the direction where the sound came from.

The closer he ran to Yang Yu's stone house, the more frightened he was by the bleating of the birds.

It’s not that he cares much about Yang Yu.

To be honest, Mie Xiang has many dissatisfactions with Yang Yu.

He is weak, unmotivated, and of a weak temperament. His average looks do not attract females.

The most important thing is that I don’t have any medical skills.

If his father had not been the previous witch doctor, he would not have become a witch doctor.

The most basic configuration of a tribe is to have a patriarch and a witch doctor. If their tribe loses Yang Yu, it will no longer be a tribe recognized by the temple.

Thinking of Yang Yu's small body, which might have been eaten by now, Mei Xiang quickened his pace, and all four hooves were about to fly away.

He pushed aside the tribesmen who were frightened to the point of stiffness, and stood at the front of the team.

Mei Xiang was confused.

If his eyes were not blurry due to old age, he would have seen the huge snake in front of him with a ferocious face and bloodshot eyes, holding their witch doctor's hind legs and carrying a large bag of herbs.

It was the local tycoon who used animal crystals to exchange for some small things from their tribe some time ago, right?

right? !

This rich man looks like he wants to eat me...

Miao Xiang and his people were frightened and took a step back.

Amid the tense and fear of the sheep beastmen, Ling Han spoke in a hoarse voice, "My female is sick and needs a witch doctor."

The sheep beastmen were all stunned.

Miao Xiang lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, where the male was being pulled by one leg.

He lay face up, unresponsive to the raindrops hitting his face.

No matter how stupid Yang Yu was, it was impossible for him to sleep at this life-or-death moment when his life was almost gone.

Obviously dizzy.

After replaying Ling Han's words in his mind, Mei Xiang took a moment to react and try to understand what he meant.

"You can't take him away, he..." He can't heal.

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ling Han.

Baa Xiang heard the poisonous snake say coldly, "I am poisonous."

Baa Xiang was speechless.

Didn't I know you were poisonous?

After all, he is the clan leader and has accumulated some experience after living for so many years.

Generally speaking, thick and long snakes are not venomous.

Someone as slender as Ling Han, with fangs and a dark mouth, must be poisonous.

And he is neither blind nor deaf.

Living near the Heavy Rain Forest, how could I not know the reputation of Ling Han, the bully of the Heavy Rain Forest.

Ling Han's poison is something that even stray animals are terrified of.

so?

Is he threatening me?

Baa Xiang was puzzled.

He actually wanted to say something to Ling Han.

No need to threaten at all.

Even poison is not necessary.

As soon as you flick your tail we'll go see the Beast God.

If you really want Yang Yu, for the sake of the beast crystal, we can pack it up and give it to you directly.

After all, one hundred sheep could not be exchanged for one beast crystal.

No matter how you look at it, the Short-Horned Tribe is the one that's making the profit.

Just as Mee Xiang's thoughts were wandering.

Ling Han on the opposite side, under the astonished gazes of the orcs, let go of Yang Yu's hind legs and forcibly pulled off the scales on his body.