Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

The token finally returned to Song Jixiang's hands. She shook her head helplessly and put it in her pocket, but in fact she threw it into the space.

To Sun Zhubu, the person holding the Commander-in-Chief's Order was the ruler of this wild land, representing supreme power and status, and everyone should submit to him...

Unfortunately, this is a hot potato. It depends on whether this girl has the ability to hold it firmly!

After Sun Zhubu finished the tasks assigned to him by Black Cloud Castle, there was no need for him to stay. He bowed and left with a meaningful smile on his face.

Song Jixiang looked at his gradually receding figure quietly, with something in mind.

Suddenly, she and Xiao Ruyi's eyes were attracted by a place a hundred meters away. With their amazing eyesight, they could clearly see everything that happened there.

I saw that the yellow sand in that area was flowing at a very fast speed, as if there was a ferocious beast lurking underneath.

The two looked at each other, smiled at each other, turned around, and left with the others.

When the surroundings returned to peace, a pair of fierce and sharp eyes slowly emerged from under the yellow sand...

These eyes were full of hostility. They stared at the direction where Song Jixiang and others left, flashing a heart-pounding light.

In this vast desert, there are countless unknown dangers hidden, and no one knows when they will happen!

Although they had decided on a place to stay, they were still at a loss as to what to do. Facing this endless wasteland, they felt lost and helpless.

The village chief, several elders in the crowd, representatives sent by each team, and Song Jixiang and others gathered together to discuss countermeasures.

The village chief frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "We cannot be defeated by the difficulties in front of us. We must find a way to survive." He looked around and his eyes fell on the sparse grass and trees on the wasteland. "Perhaps we can try to reclaim this wasteland and grow some crops to solve the food problem."

An elder nodded in agreement: "It's a good idea, but the land here looks very poor. We must find a very good way to grow it."

Another person suggested: "We can go to the nearby area to see if there are other resources we can use. Maybe we can even find some food seeds!"

Everyone talked at once, and gradually came out of their depressed mood, became high-spirited and full of energy.

Finally, they decided to divide themselves into groups as before. Some were responsible for clearing the wasteland for farming; some went to look for available resources nearby; some prepared food for the day...

The children gathered around Song Xiaoqi to study the orange-red fruits in the sand. One child couldn't help but reach out and try to pick a small fruit, but before he could touch the fruit, he was pricked by the long thorns all over its body and burst into tears.

Song Jixiang walked over and rubbed his little head, took out iodine and wiped his wound, then warned all the children: "Don't pick this plant randomly, or you will get pricked by it and become a hedgehog. And the pricked area will become inflamed, red and swollen..."

The children who were eager to try just now instantly retracted their outstretched little paws.

Zhao Daniu quickly withdrew his hand and scratched his hair embarrassedly, "Miss Song, can this fruit be eaten?"

Song Jixiang glanced at him. This big shot had only studied with Dean Kong for a short time, but he had already become so literary. He used to call her Sister Xiaoqi, then he called her Big Boss, and now he had actually called her Miss Song. Haha, as long as he is happy!

"You can eat it! It's sour and sweet when ripe, very delicious and nutritious. When we settle down, I'll let Yan Nan cook it for you!"

A group of children gathered in a circle, chattering non-stop. One of the children opened his big curious eyes, looked up at Song Jixiang and asked, "Sister Song, can the 'hedgehog' you threw out last time be eaten?"

Song Jixiang blinked and tried to recall. Last time? When was the last time he threw a hedgehog?

Song Xiaoqi, who was standing by, tugged at her sleeve and gestured to her with his lips: "Scumbag!"

Seeing this mouth shape, Song Jixiang understood it instantly and couldn't help but feel amused.

This little guy hid in the dark and eavesdropped on her conversation with Xiao Ruyi. At that time, she used these two words to describe Song Jiaming. Unexpectedly, Xiao Qi not only heard it, but also asked her what these two words meant.

She had just explained it casually at the time, but she hadn't expected that he had kept it in mind.

Song Jixiang nodded affirmatively and replied with a smile: "Of course it can be eaten, and it tastes especially good!"

When the children heard that the "hedgehog" was delicious, their eyes lit up, and they all showed longing expressions and clamored to try it. After all, if something can be called delicious by Sister Song, it must be an extraordinary and extremely delicious delicacy.

Song Jixiang had no choice but to promise them that he would let them taste the hedgehog after dinner.

After getting the promise, the group of kids dispersed and stopped pestering her...