All the savage is jealous, I will farm

These long snake tribes have the right to speak, and the upper-level leaders will end up just like their leaders. There is no good place on their bodies, and they are in the hands of dead female slaves.

Strictly speaking, "dead" is not accurate, because when they were pushed halfway down the mountain, they still had their last breath.

It was Zhongli who deliberately used spiritual power to protect their hearts, allowing them to hold their last breath and watch their end with open eyes.

Attracted by the strong smell of blood, tens of thousands of insects, snakes and poisonous ants rushed to the bottom of the platform halfway up the mountain, where slaves were often slaughtered.

The first to go was a once strong warrior, the muscle of a slave's thigh, and now he himself was food for the weapons they had raised themselves below.

For a snake, a tall and strong adult can't do anything about it, but there are thousands of snakes below, and there are also poisonous ants that are famous for eating people.

The nearly two-meter-tall body was swallowed up in just a few minutes, leaving only the white bones, which disappeared after a while.

The eyes of the people hanging upside down on the mountainside almost popped out of their sockets when they saw this scene. This scene was very similar to the scene where they slaughtered slaves in the past.

Zhongli wasn't afraid of wasting time, so when the poisonous insects, snakes and ants below finished eating, he would throw another one down.

When the third one was thrown, a woman with a rather strange appearance came out of the corner, and Zhong Li signaled the soldiers not to touch her.

The woman hunched over and staggered, standing quietly on the edge of the mountainside, looking at the churning group of snakes below.

Afterwards, more and more women came out, all of them looked very ugly without exception, and there was still a dead light in their eyes.

After two full hours, the body of the last leader was thrown down from the air, and the bloody smell gradually faded away, and the Long Snake Tribe was destroyed.

When the dense white bones disappeared, the grease stored by the Long Snake Tribe was spilled on the mountainside.

For those snakes, insects, rats and ants, oil is also food, they crazily snatch and devour it, and the scene is as cruel as a ghost.

A faint blue flame emerged from Zhongli's fingertips, which was the heart fire he cultivated when he advanced to the third level of Qi training.

The seemingly harmless flames lightly fell among the snakes below, completely igniting the valley in just a split second.

The flames burned silently, and a large amount of thick smoke rushed towards the mountainside along with the stench.

With a light tap of Zhongli's fingertips, the thick smoke and stench were blocked under the valley.

This god-like scene shocked everyone present, and the slaves looked at the valley that had ruined their lives.

Half of the narrow, dank valley was the fiery hell, and the other half stood the gods who brought them salvation.

The shock in the hearts of the three hundred soldiers was no less than that of these slaves. They used to think that Zhongli was the leader chosen by the envoy of the gods. Although he was called the Son of God, he was not much different from them.

But now it seems that this method is clearly another god to make the adult reappear. With such supernatural power, it is not an exaggeration to call him a real son of God.

The blue flames burned extremely fast, and the valley below was empty after a while, and the sins and misery of the past were all covered by black ashes.

"Retreat!" Zhongli and the remaining slaves were about to retreat, but those strange-looking women suddenly said, "Wait...wait."

Zhong Li turned his head, with neither sadness nor joy on his face.

The women looked at the old woman in the lead, waiting for her to speak.

"Take us out of the mountain, and we'll tell you where the white mud was dug out from."

"Okay!" Zhongli agreed.

The so-called white mud looked like white lime to Zhongli, and he could find it if these women didn't tell him.

However, the Long Snake Tribe already has a complete method of calcination. These women have almost never left the tribe in their lives. They must know the limestone mine and the method of calcination.

Now that they had proposed an exchange condition, Zhong Li agreed to them out of the principle of saving trouble, and it was a matter of convenience anyway.

The Long Snake tribe has been in decline for many years. Although their reputation in the tribe has not changed, the overall number of them is far less than that of many years ago.

Excluding those who had been executed, there were only thousands of slaves left.Including those women, there are only 500 people.

When everyone walked out of the miasma, a dark blue fire ignited where the Long Snake Tribe used to be, burning away all traces of life here.

The sky outside was already twilight, and the gentle morning breeze was blowing in the distance. The soldiers were in a trance for a moment, thinking that they seemed to have had a cruel dream.

But the thousands of slaves following them clearly made them realize that all the hell-like tragedies they experienced last night were not their imaginations, but a real hell on earth.

"Outside, it's really good!" the leading woman murmured.

Zhong Li looked at her: "Since you've come out, why do you need to trap yourself here?"

The woman was slightly stunned, she didn't expect her thoughts of seeking death to be seen by this man, but now she is not even afraid of death, what else can she not say?

"With our appearance, it is better to die cleanly than to live like a walking dead." The other women also had the same expression.

"The white mud mine goes in that ravine, and you can find it by following the traces they left." The woman pointed to the mountains not far away: "After mining the ore and burning it with fire, you can get a lot of white mud. .”

"You don't look like ordinary people in your clothes. You should love and burn better white clay."

Zhongli didn't speak anymore, with his character, it was rare to persuade them even once, and if they didn't listen, Zhongli wouldn't try to persuade them again.

It's just that at this time, the pale and weak woman stepped forward and pulled the woman and said something, the woman was shaken, obviously she didn't want to seek death any more.

Zhongli glanced at them one by one, and then issued an order to retreat: "Mark Chushan, and set off immediately in 15 minutes."

"Yes, Lord Shenzi!" The two warriors downstairs of Chu Shan quickly made special marks on the surrounding trees.

Chu Shan wrote and drew on the cowhide with his hand, marking the terrain they walked and the places that needed attention.

With so many slaves following, the journey back was obviously not as fast as the journey back.

It took three full days to reach the previous territory of the Yunshui tribe. The tiredness of the slaves who ate and drank well for the past three days also dissipated a little, and even the burns on the women's bodies were not so shocking.

There are many big tents stationed in the Yunshui Tribe, and the soldiers are digging hard for ore not far away, sifting out a lot of yellow stones from inside.

After receiving the news from Xinniao, they will be able to return to the tribe in a short time.

Busyness in the tribe has become the norm. Stone came back with the team that went to the Huangshui tribe to collect gray cotton fruit. The bullock carts were piled high and formed a long line.

"My lord, the gray cotton tree has grown a lot since the Huangshui tribe disappeared, and the fruit it picks up is dense and dense, which is a lot."

Stone rarely showed such a happy expression on his face. The fruits of these gray cotton trees are enough to add many cotton mats to the tribe.

"Thank you for your hard work, take the soldiers down to have a good meal, and have a good rest tonight." Su Yao's attitude towards Shitou was very gentle.

"Yes, my lord!" Shitou looked at Su Yao with reverence and gratitude in his eyes.

As soon as Shi Shi and his team came back, they caught up with the harvest. The batch of grain planted by each family in summer had matured, and each family hired slaves from the tribe to help with the harvest. .

For a whole month, the farming and harvesting in the tribe was completely over, and the shipbuilding was on the right track. Su Yao would go to the fields when he had a little spare time.

The crops in the places he wandered around are growing well, and the growth rate has accelerated a bit.

When the city wall was built, it rained for three days in a row. This rain saved the time for the soldiers to sprinkle water on the newly built city wall to help solidify it, and it also made the city wall stronger as a whole.

And after this rain, it will be the autumn harvest season. There is a long and desolate howl of wolves in the forest, and the animals are visibly restless.

The autumn harvest season means that animals with migratory habits are about to leave for the south.And those animals that stayed in the mountains and forests began to hunt and store fat in a hurry to prepare for the cold winter.

Occasionally, the sounds of various animals could be heard in the forest. The priest stood on the high platform and looked into the forest with a look of worry in his eyes.

Just like the restless animals in the woods, now he can vaguely feel that this winter is extraordinary.

"This year, you must have a better life!" The priest chanted a witch spell and prayed for the tribe.

And Zhongli also listened to Su Yao's rumors, and made a detour on the way back, sending reminders to the various tribes he encountered along the way.

Just after nearly ten days of continuous autumn rain, the tribe began to vigorously store the autumn harvest.

Except for those fighters who were building the checkpoint, Dashan and the others led the rest of the people for the last collection of this year.

According to the habit of previous years, they collected at least twice during the autumn harvest season. This year's winter was extremely cold, so Su Yao specially ordered them to go far away to collect, so as to leave more food for the herbivores in the forest for the winter.

Otherwise, the number of herbivores will decrease due to food shortage, then the biological chain in the forest will be completely broken, and their tribe will also be affected.

Another part of the young and strong warriors went hunting, as they had always done in previous years.

Under the leadership of the team leader, the slaves went to the forest to cut pine and cypress branches, pulled them back with bullock carts, and piled them on the field to prepare for the bacon returned from hunting.

There are four huge smoker rooms built on both sides of the field. This autumn, the field still needs to dry food, so the smoker rooms cannot take up space.

The salt contained in animal skin bags was moved to the big field, as well as the dried and pounded hemp grass, which was mixed with salt to marinate the meat.

On the street outside the gate, there are wooden racks hung with ropes, which are full of home-grown vegetables, which have been dried in the warm autumn sun.

These dried vegetables do not need to be handed over to the tribe, that is to say, they can eat as much as they can eat at home in winter.So every household, whether it is women or children, is busy picking vegetables and drying them.

There is not much time left for them. Once the gathering and hunting teams come back, they will have to go back to last year's time of distributing food according to population and labor.

In the mountains not far away, Zhongli led a large group of people to the tribe, followed by tens of thousands of slaves.

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