My Magic Age

The Drowning Moor, this is the easternmost area of ​​the Death Swamp. The reason why it is called the Drowning Moor by the orc werewolves is because there are vast swamps here, and there are natural traps under many unknown grasses. Orcs with experience in swamp life cannot survive here at all, because if they take a wrong step, they will fall deeply into the swamp and be swallowed up by those essentially dark mire. This is the place where most orcs drowned, so it is called the Drowning Pond.

Although this is not a death swamp, the aquatic vegetation here is affected by the death swamp. The plants here are all plants that like to grow in places with water. For a long time, the wasteland on the Pai Plateau was only suitable for the growth of wild grass. The entire wasteland looked extremely desolate. However, on the Pai Plateau, only two places on the Pai Plateau, Death Swamp and Yelian Mountain, were not actually desolate. Many people like them. The orc tribe who lives a comfortable life chooses to live on the edge of the Death Swamp. If there are no corpses here, it will be a very livable place because there is no shortage of food here.

After nearly half a month of hunting by the members of the Storm Chaser adventure group, there was finally not a single wandering swamp zombie in the entire drowning lagoon. The occasional temptations at night became the dead souls under Veru's arrows. Becoming more experienced and more proficient. Weiru, the demon hunter, became familiar with the breath of those death scythes. For him, those ghosts were his prey. After his day and night hunting, the entire drowned swamp zombies have retreated to the edge of the death swamp.

When we arrived with a large group of people from the Laitu tribe, the entire drowning swamp was peaceful. Occasionally, we could still see headless swamp zombies casually lying in the swamp. These corpses had gradually rot. However, the orc overseers who followed the team gradually developed a habit. No matter where they went, if they saw a fallen swamp zombie on the ground, they were ordered to pick it up and carry it away with the gray dwarf slaves. When camping at night, set up a large iron pot and pour all the swamp zombies collected during the day into the iron pot to refine corpse fire oil.

The reason why the orc overseers are so keen on refining corpse fire oil is because Kuz promised that for every barrel of corpse fire oil refined, the orc overseers will be rewarded with a silver coin. Recently, Tia has been bragging to the orc overseers. Gurudin's prosperity also said that as long as you have money, you will never be in danger of starving to death there. How many pieces of black bread can a silver coin be exchanged for? The answer Tia gave was twenty-five large pieces of black bread.

So during this journey, it became very hard for the gray dwarf slaves again. They were always ready to carry zombies on their backs.

Almost all the orcs of the Laitu tribe know how to avoid the traps hidden under the grass. The beast girl who is familiar with this place led our entire team through a swamp. I lay on the back of the Yagui beast, Asked Gerile who was standing aside: "You have such a wet swamp here? Is your tribe built in a swamp?"

Perhaps because she was almost home, Gerile even started humming the songs of the orc tribe next to me. With a sweet smile on her wheat-colored face, she raised her eyes and looked at me, and then said: "Our home In the mountain col not far ahead, between the two hills, there is a relatively high place. It is very dry and there will be no water even in the summer rainy season. We’ll stay there forever!”

Gerile pointed with her finger at the gray area between two giant mounds in the distance. I looked in the direction of her finger. It was a circular mountain col. The surrounding area of ​​the mountain col could barely be called a mountain. A huge mound, this huge mound looks like a "concave" when viewed from a high place.

The Laitu tribe has always built its tribe on the southern slope of the center of the "concave" area. It can avoid the cold north wind blowing directly in winter, and there is no worry about waterlogging on the slope. It is indeed a very livable place. Our team slowly walked into the Laitu tribe, and we could vaguely see the tribe's broken wooden walls. The logs on the walls were lying on both sides, and the colorful flags had turned into rags, stained with stains. The color of the muddy water has faded so much that the original color cannot be seen.

Most of the crossbars on the wall have been broken, and the two giant wooden doors at the entrance of the tribe have been trampled to pieces. At this time, the broken wood has been deeply embedded in the loess road. If Gerile hadn't told me, those wood were originally The gates of the Laitu tribe, I would never have thought that these logs, which looked like they were specially laid under the roadbed, turned out to be two huge wooden doors.

The Storm Chasers team is at the forefront. They will explore this mountain col again. They don't know where those swamp zombies went. It seems like overnight, all the swamp zombies suddenly disappeared. The entire dilapidated tribe was filled with a sense of death, with white skeletons and some broken bricks scattered everywhere. After repeated looting by swamp zombies, almost all of the square wooden houses made of stone and wood had collapsed.

The female beast warriors of the Laitu tribe once again walked into their original homeland. Their hearts were heavy. For the first time in recent days, they were all silent collectively. Just as the team had just entered the ruins of the Laitu tribe, The beast girls organized themselves spontaneously and began to clean up the messy streets. They carefully picked up the corpses that had turned into white bones, put them together and wrapped them in a piece of leather.

Some female beast warriors and children walked into the tribe and couldn't help crying when they saw the miserable and depressed tribe. The deepest sadness in their hearts burst out at this moment without any warning. This home has been completely destroyed. Almost all the buildings have been damaged. The roofs of many stone houses have collapsed, and the wooden houses look like they have been trampled to pieces by the ancient behemoth Behemoth. It is difficult to imagine those two people. How the human-thick hardwood pillars were broken was probably done by the swamp zombies after they expelled the orcs of the Laitu tribe.

In order to drive the orcs out of the swamp, they actually learned to demolish the houses where the orcs lived. The solid pillars supporting the ceiling seemed to have been broken by the zombies.

In the orc tribe, houses are of great significance to the orcs, and for the orcs, building a house is a big deal. Generally speaking, it is difficult for the orcs to build a decent house in their lifetime. In Pa On the Yi Plateau, those years are enough There are fewer and fewer huge timbers. To build a house, you need to collect enough logs. Now if you want to get some main beams and columns, you may have to go deep into the mountains to find them. But those huge timbers in the mountains , and it is difficult to transport.

The houses in the orc and werewolf tribes all have solid stone foundations. These stones also need to be excavated in distant mountains. In order to build a decent house, some young orcs sometimes carry dry food on their backs and enter the mountains alone. Just a few months.

After finally gathering enough wood and stone, we have to gather enough meat to entertain the other orcs in the tribe who help build houses. Usually, whoever builds a house in the tribe, other orcs will come over to help. And no remuneration will be charged, but there is one thing. The owner of the house must provide three free meals a day to the orcs who help build the house. Not only must they have enough food, but they must also have meat in the morning and evening.

Therefore, it is very difficult for orcs to build a house. Gerile was also squatting at the door of her house with a sad face, looking at the collapsed and broken walls of the house with tears on her face. It was a three-room wooden house with a stone foundation. The entire roof had collapsed, but it seemed that the stone foundation was still intact. It was considered intact, but the main beams and columns were broken.

Kuz stood behind Gerile, bent down and patted her back, comforting her softly in her ear: "Don't be sad, we can build better houses in the future, and when we get rid of all the zombies here, I rushed back to the Death Swamp, and I took everyone to the depths of Yelian Mountain to log wood and quarry stone in Stone Mountain. We will definitely build these houses again before autumn comes! "

Gerile's eyes were red, and he wiped the tears from his eyes with some embarrassment, and ran away shaking his braid.

Kuz didn't seem to understand why, as he was talking, Gerile didn't even bother to cry and ran away in a panic. This cheerful orc girl rarely felt so embarrassed. So he turned to ask for help and looked at me eagerly, I blinked my eyes and said to him: "You will attend the coming-of-age ceremony in more than a month. Maybe you will marry a wife soon after the coming-of-age ceremony. Is this the reason for her? Or do you want to build a house together?" She can’t wait for autumn!”

Kurtz couldn't hear my teasing, so he thought seriously for a long time, then raised his head and said uncertainly: "Maybe he's shy!"

The love concept of the orc werewolves is very simple. It is probably the survival instinct to find a spouse and reproduce the next generation. Or the poor orcs don't have any concept of love at all. As long as the orc werewolves are more diligent and dare to follow other people in the tribe to hunt in the wilderness, they will always gain something when they return, whether it's a few skins or a big bag. A bag of dried meat will be exchanged for an orc wife. Such an orc woman may not be very beautiful, but she will definitely be able to give birth to a child for that orc.

The life of the orc werewolf nobles is simpler. As long as you wave gently, there will be a large number of orc girls who are willing to sacrifice themselves.

I have always thought that an orc woman like Gerile should be like the moon, hanging high in the night sky. Countless orc werewolves are willing to act as stars surrounding her, pursuing her and admiring her. Every night there will be orcs writing to her. Some love poems, some small gifts, she should be held in the hands of others and taken care of.

But in the Laitu tribe, except for the orc overseers and some old orcs, there are almost no male orcs, so Gerile can't feel this. Even in order to get a little favor from Kurtz, he would like a lark, singing happily around him every day.

Seeing Kuz's careless look, I always couldn't help but advise Kuz: "You should be nicer to Grile in the future!"

At this time, Kurtz always scratched his head and nodded to me with a silly smile. Sometimes I can’t understand the relationship between Kurtz and I. I even feel that we are twin brothers. I know what he thinks without saying it, and he also understands what I think.

By now, Kurtz and I were secretly feeling lucky. It was a wise move to be able to buy so many gray dwarf slaves from the mining site. As long as the gray dwarves can eat two full meals every day, they are like a group of mules, working hard, even if they occasionally eat two meals of boiled potatoes, they will not complain.

Almost all the heavy cleaning work was completed by these more than a thousand gray dwarf slaves. After the Storm Chaser team searched the area around the Laitu tribe and confirmed that there were no traces of swamp zombies, they began to expand the hunting target to the edge of the Death Swamp. Every day, Vilu would take Sister Guoguo and the others with him. Go out and hunt zombies.

They even made a large sledge out of discarded wood. A few argali sheep dragged the large sledge and galloped through the swamp. They followed behind on ancient Bo Lai horses. Every evening, they would wear the sunset clothes. Sunset, rushing back from the edge of the dead swamp, every time the sledge is filled with ordinary swamp zombies, of course there are also some swamp zombie kings.

Viru brought these swamp zombies back to refine corpse fire oil for us, and now the second batch of oil barrels is almost full.

Horsens, the owner of the quarry, is working day and night to make oil barrels. The blacksmith workshop in the quarry is already operating at full capacity. The last time I sent him potatoes, I also gave him some corpses of swamp zombies. Those clever orc supervisors in the quarry put the corpse residue soaked in corpse oil into bags. The arms and thighs of the swamp zombies were more convenient for storage and transportation, so they would collect them bit by bit and return to them last time. When he was at the quarry, he brought it to the owner of Horsens.

It is precisely because of these fuels with higher ignition temperatures that the blacksmith workshops in the quarry will be restarted. Nowadays, it is very difficult to transport wood back from the Yelian Mountains. The livestock in the quarry have been starved. The orcs ate it up, and without those big animals, it was difficult for Horsens to transport wood back from the mountains. It was the corpse residue soaked in corpse kerosene that allowed the blacksmith workshop in the quarry to resume operation.

Horsens brought a message that in a few days he would personally escort a new batch of oil barrels to Drowning Park.

I guess that this keen-eyed and lively werewolf owner must have had a new idea, so he came to discuss it with Kurtz in person. Maybe it's the next order for oil barrels, maybe the samples of the oil stove have been manufactured, maybe he wants to discuss with us the purchase of some corpse residue, maybe he wants to buy some more potatoes.

The female beast warriors of the Laitu tribe have abandoned their short spears and shields these days and are digging potatoes in the swamp behind the mountain col. The swamp is very fertile. When you walk in, you can see that the land is covered with vines with heart-shaped leaves. If you lift these withered, crispy potato branches and leaves, you will reveal a large black area underneath. Mud, those strings of sweet potatoes grow in this slimy black mud.

This kind of silt is not like the red soil of Windmill Hills. Potatoes can be easily dug out of the soil with a pickaxe or shovel. This black silt is very soft and sticky and cannot be dug out at all. These female beast warriors used to be in the Laitu tribe, and they would go here every autumn to collect enough potatoes for the winter, so they were very experienced in collecting potatoes.

To me, this black swamp was deadly. I don’t know how deep the soft black mud is. After I step in, the soft mud will slowly wrap around my legs from the top of my feet. The more panicked and struggling I am, the faster I sink. , of course, even if I stand still, my body is constantly sinking. This is the so-called edge of the terrifying Death Swamp.

But these mire happens to be the best growing environment for sweet potatoes. There are a lot of sweet potatoes in these black mud.

Later, it was Gerile who solved my confusion. Those beast girls of the Laitu tribe who shuttle freely in the mud like loaches. Before entering the swamp, their bodies are coated with a layer of slippery and sticky vine juice. , so that they become slippery loaches, and any linen, woolen, silk, leather Clothes made of leather will hinder their body flexibility, so those beast girls covered in black mud are completely naked. They rely on their strong waist and leg strength to move in the swamp mud. With different swings, I can break free from the shackles of the black mud, and every time I can pick up some potatoes from the mud and swim up.

This kind of work can only be done by young beast girls with well-proportioned bodies. Their body flexibility, flexibility and physical fitness are at their peak. Only such beast girls can maintain sufficient physical strength in the mud, otherwise , once some beast girl reluctantly enters the mud, cramps in it or exhausts her energy and cannot swim up, then no one can save her. In the mud, she can't even make a sound, she can only be silent. The earth sank to the lowest level of silt.

So the old orcs were waiting on the shore. Every time a beast girl came out of the mud, they would quickly take the potatoes and put them in the water basin to wash away the mud. They will also silently remember the number of times the beast girls have sneaked into the mud. Whenever a beast girl has reached enough times, but she does not feel that she has reached the limit of her physical strength, there will be an old one. The orcs reminded them to crawl on the edge of the swamp, eat some dried meat, drink some water and take a rest.

The collected sweet potatoes will soon be transported away by the orc children of the Laitu tribe.

The entire process of making vermicelli is kept secret even from Viru and the orc overseers. Only the original orc girls of the Laitu tribe hold this secret. When making vermicelli, it is often done away from the camp and behind a curtain. Grind these sweet potatoes into a slurry, and after the filter residue is precipitated, the sediment is called starch. This starch slurry leaks down from the mesh of the funnel one by one and falls into the boiling water to form vermicelli. These vermicelli are dried after being dried. After that, it can be stored for a long time.

This is the new secret of the Itu tribe people. In order to protect this secret, every beast girl of the Laitu tribe who participated in making vermicelli was strictly selected, and they were also made to swear to the beast god that they would never use this secret. The secret was leaked, and the secret was leaked.

I still hide in the tent every day and draw as many magic scrolls as I can. I never thought that there would be so much magic ink left by Qige. I only used half of it, and the magic parchment I brought has been consumed. Light.

These days, a large amount of vermicelli was slowly made and dried. After a while, Kuz and I took them to Gurudin and sold them to Mr. Leipas to fulfill our promise.

The ruins in the Laitu tribe were cleaned up by gray dwarf slaves. This matter needs to wait for Kuz's order. Someone needs to go to the depths of Yelian Mountain to cut firewood before they can rebuild these wooden houses. However, the warcraft and monsters in Yelian Mountain There are more ferocious beasts, and now that drowning has just stabilized, how dare Kuz send people to die deep in Yelian Mountain.

The food in the tribe is almost running out. If you don't think of another way, you will have to eat those vermicelli or sweet potatoes, so Kuz and I are planning a hunting activity. It is said that there are crocodiles in these swamps...