winter

Winter in the beast world always comes suddenly. It may be a clear and crisp autumn day, but it may start to snow lightly the next day.

The orcs of the Mu tribe put on warm animal skin clothes, fully armed from head to toe, and would not go out unless they could stay at home on the kang.

Shen Nong took advantage of the winter to fry the tung trees that Bao Qiu and his friends had traded for, squeezed the oil, and used the cooked tung oil to brush a layer of furniture to prevent insects and rot. Shen Jiu also wanted to get some tung trees to make some raw tung oil for medicine.

The six tribal priests returned to their respective tribes before the snow completely blocked the road. When Yu Ji left, Shen Nong told him about sending the orcs to school. The dormitory was built quickly, and the finishing touches would be put in the spring so that people would not be delayed from living there.

After Yu Ji returned, he told the news to his tribe members. The Yu tribe members jumped and danced in the snow with joy. After finally calming down, it was already late at night, which made Yu Ji a little afraid to say that he had awakened the inheritance ability of the tribal priest. He was looking for another opportunity to speak. He still told Yingxi about such an important matter. Yingxi was the tribe leader and should know.

"Priest, is this true?!" Yingxi couldn't believe it. Could something that only existed in legends actually come true?

"Watch carefully." Yu Ji followed Shen Nong's instructions and began to mobilize his special powers. The moment the flames ignited in his palms, Ying Xi's eyes widened and he came forward. The blazing fire was hot, and Ying Xi felt the heat of the flames on his face, "This is real! Real fire!"

Yu Ji wanted to say that it couldn't be fake, but the flame in his palm suddenly became uncontrollable and shot up. He had just learned how to use supernatural powers from Shen Nong for a few days and had only mastered the basics of the basics, but winter was coming and he had to return to the Yu Tribe.

At this moment, the power suddenly went out of control, and Yu Ji was also panicked. Fortunately, his spirit core energy was not much. Although the fire suddenly became bigger, Yingxi didn't have time to avoid it and was covered by it. But Yingxi retreated in time, and the chance of his face being burned was not high. At most, his hair was burned.

After Yu Ji regained control of the fire and removed his supernatural power, he immediately checked Ying Xi's face to see if it was burned by the fire just in case.

As a result, he held Yingxi's head and looked left and right, and found no trace of burns on his face or even a strand of hair. But the fire clearly covered Yingxi's face...

"Priest, what are you looking at?" Yingxi asked puzzledly.

After a careful inspection, Yu Ji believed that Yingxi was really unscathed after being covered by the fire. But the more he thought about it, the more something seemed wrong. They made fire every day, and the beastmen had long and messy hair. Sometimes they would get burned if they were not careful and got close to the fire. It didn't make sense that there would be no change after the fire had burned all the way to the top.

After thinking about it, Yu Ji suddenly remembered the battle with the Wushan tribe and something Yingxi had mentioned to him.

When the Wushan tribe was engulfed in flames, Yingxi rushed into the sea of ​​fire to help the high priest escape. He thought he would be burned, but he was not. Even in the sea of ​​fire, he did not feel how hot it was.

Is Eagle Creek not afraid of fire? Or rather, fire cannot harm Eagle Creek.

After Yu Ji had this guess, he looked at the fire not far away and said to Ying Xi: "Ying Xi, you may be a divine beast warrior that has not yet awakened."

"Divine Beast Warrior? How is that possible?" Yingxi smiled and waved his hands, "Divine Beast Warriors all have special abilities, and I don't have any."

"You might have." Yu Ji gestured to Ying Xi to look at the fire, "Try to grab the fire with your hands. If you feel it's hot, you must move away immediately."

Yingxi was very puzzled. Who wouldn't feel hot when being burned by fire? He repeated uncertainly, "Grab the fire with your hand?"

Yu Ji nodded and looked at Ying Xi quietly without saying much. His attitude clearly told Ying Xi that he was serious and not talking nonsense.

The priest gave the order, even if it meant that Yingxi had to jump into the fire. There was no other way, so Yingxi took a few steps forward, and did not dare to hesitate for too long, gritted his teeth and stretched his hand directly into the fire.

He had already prepared to retract his fingertips if he was burned, but when his fingertips touched the flame, he did not feel any burning sensation. This startled Yingxi, but he remembered that the priest said that he might be a divine beast warrior with special abilities, so he plucked up his courage and tried to overcome his fear of fire and stretched his hand forward.

Even until his entire palm was surrounded by the fire, Yingxi did not feel any discomfort. In fact, the temperature felt by his palm was lower than that felt by his body without being in the fire.

Is he really a divine beast warrior?

Yu Ji was very happy after his guess was confirmed, but then came worry. He knew that he didn't have the ability to awaken a divine beast warrior, and Yingxi's ability might only stay at the level of not being afraid of fire.

After Yingxi was happy, he also thought about this problem. If he successfully awakened into a divine beast warrior, his current orc level would definitely not be only level 7. Moreover, in addition to special abilities, the beast form is also different from ordinary orc warriors.

During the tribe’s awakening ceremony every autumn, in addition to awakening the unawakened orcs, the priests also have to inject crystal energy into the bodies of the already awakened orcs. A sufficiently powerful force can directly help the orcs increase their level.

After so many years, Yingxi not only did not advance on his own, but also did not advance because of the crystal energy. He has been stuck at level seven for a long time.

Seeing that Yu Ji's face was not very good, Ying Xi poured a glass of water and handed it to Yu Ji. The pottery pot was originally filled with hot water, but after a while, the temperature dropped a lot, and it was just right for drinking. "It is very difficult for an orc to reach level seven, and it will be even more difficult to break through level seven.

Priest, don't take it too seriously, just pretend you don't know. The Yu Tribe is doing well now, but won't we send orcs to the Mu Tribe to learn writing in the spring?

Didn’t the old priest say that if a person gets too many good things, sooner or later he will lose the good things he had before.”

Yu Ji sighed and figured it out. It was useless to blame himself no matter how sad he was. He just didn't have the ability to awaken a divine beast warrior. He took a sip from the pottery cup and said, "The old priest said that if you don't cherish what you get, you will lose it sooner or later."

Yingxi scratched his head, thinking, isn't this all the same? He knew Yu Ji was in a bad mood right now, so he didn't dare to ask, but just nodded in agreement.

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The winter was long, and Shen Nong had been in hibernation for who knows how long. One day, the system suddenly popped up a reminder, "Host, you asked me to remind you of the Chinese New Year. According to calculations, today is New Year's Eve, and tomorrow is New Year's Day."

Shen Nong sat up directly from the kang, pulled out the bed table, set it up, took out paper and pen and started writing the calendar. Because plant research and planting involve weather, he had studied the solar terms recorded in ancient books. However, since the climate and seasons in the Beast World are completely different from those recorded in ancient books, it is impossible to use the solar terms to mark the planting and harvesting of crops.

Shen Nong first wrote down the months and marked the time, then recalled the time of planting crops last year. Excluding the crops that he used his supernatural power to ignore the climate and directly survived the early stage, the planting and harvesting times of other crops were marked on this handwritten "calendar".

When the food was brought into the house from the kitchen, Shen Nong quickly took down the "calendar" to avoid it getting dirty.

Two bowls of hot shredded pork noodles with eggs on top. Two frosted persimmons were placed on a small wooden plate, round and cute. Shen Nong wanted to eat both, so he had a mouthful of salty, fragrant, hot, chewy hand-rolled noodles and a mouthful of soft, glutinous, sweet, and frosted persimmons.

Shen Nong knew that if his teacher and his mistress were here, they would definitely say something bad about him for eating like this. He couldn't help but think of his old friends, and wondered how his teacher and his mistress were doing...

Although the persimmon cakes are big, they are not as big as noodles. Persimmon cakes are cold and rich in nature and not greedy. He and Ze each took one persimmon cake. After finishing his own, he concentrated on eating the noodles.

After finishing the noodles, Shen Nong said he wanted to go to the food-making team. It had been snowing heavily for more than ten days, and now it was probably tired and only light snow. Ze took out the heavy and wide oil-paper umbrella from the wooden barrel by the door and wanted to go with Shen Nong.

With paper, tung oil, and Shen Jiu, a first-class carpenter, it is not difficult to make an oil-paper umbrella. There are two oil-paper umbrellas in Shen Nong's yard. One is the one Ze is holding. It is big enough to cover two fat people, but it is also very heavy. It is Ze's special one. The other one is smaller, which is Shen Nong's special one. He doesn't need to use his hands to hold it.

There are paintings by Shen Shiyi on both umbrellas. The one on Ze's umbrella is a picture of snowy mountains, while the one on Shen Nong's small umbrella is a picture of misty mountains.

The umbrella they chose was big enough to cover two people, so Shen Nong didn't take his own small umbrella.

The food-making team is one of the three teams that the Mu tribe is still busy with, the other two being the military guard team and the animal husbandry team.

The orcs of the food-making team were very happy about Shen Nong's arrival. The team leader Dieyu said that she wanted to cook some milk and honey for Shen Nong to drink, but Shen Nong waved his hand and said, "I came here full and can't drink milk. How much flour does the food-making team have now?"

Dieyu checked the supplies every day and knew everything in the food-making team. She reported a number and Shen Nong nodded. It was more than he thought.

Shen Nong estimated the amount in his mind and said, "According to the number of orcs in the tribe, each awakened orc will get ten dumplings, and children and the elderly will each get six dumplings. Find more skilled people to help make dumplings. All the orcs in the tribe will eat dumplings tonight."

The custom of eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year has not disappeared even in the interstellar age, but most people eat nutrient solutions with various dumpling flavors, and even these are limited in purchase.

Every time people drink dumpling-flavored nutrient solution during the Chinese New Year, they imagine the happy scene of their ancestors gathering with their families to eat hot dumplings during the Chinese New Year. Eating real dumplings during the Chinese New Year has become an obsession for interstellar people, and Shen Nong is no exception.

Every time the master's wife mentioned it, he and the teacher would promise to study it carefully and try to restore wheat as soon as possible.

But he had said this year after year, and it was not so easy for the old crops to recover. Now he was not even qualified to say it.

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The snow was falling heavily, and the snowflakes were so dense that he could hardly see the road ahead. After the winter came, She Lin was very sleepy every day. If he hadn't wanted to tell the Ninth Young Master about the matter as soon as possible, he really wanted to find a cave to sleep in for the winter.

The walls of the Beast City appeared in the ice and snow, which was particularly eye-catching. However, Snake Forest, who had seen the walls of the Wood Tribe, did not have much feeling about this wall. He just felt that it was not as high as the walls of the Wood Tribe, and it did not look as good as the walls of the Wood Tribe. It gave people a cold feeling that they dared not approach.

Shelin came to the city wall tremblingly. The gatekeeper of the Beast City had already discovered Shelin's trace, but seeing that he was a talent, he did not take action.

"Open the city gate quickly, I want to see the Ninth Young Master." She Lin was so cold that he just wanted to get into the city as soon as possible to see the Ninth Young Master.

The orc guarding the gate stared at Shelin for a while, but he didn't find the totem of the Beast City on his face, but a totem he had never seen before. The guards were dissatisfied with Shelin's attitude. They were the guards of the Beast City. When the orcs of any tribe saw them, they would bend their backs, lower their heads and laugh.

This orc who came from nowhere dared to look them in the eye and speak to them in a commanding tone.

However, since this person wanted to see the Ninth Young Master, he must be related to the Ninth Young Master. An orc who wore thicker fur than other orcs asked She Lin, "Do you have a token from the Ninth Young Master? Only with the token can you enter."

There is no token in Snake Forest, and he is not an orc from the Beast City, so it is impossible to give it to him. He immediately shook his head, "I don't have it, but I was sent out by the Ninth Young Master to do something."

"The Ninth Young Master sent you out to do something?" Another orc guarding the gate sneered, "I was sent by the Beast God to guard the gate! What can you say without a token?"

As he was talking, two gatekeepers came up and restrained Shelin. The orc wearing thick animal skins confirmed that Shelin did not have a token, and no longer hesitated, saying to the two orcs who were controlling Shelin: "Send him to the lower-class slave camp, they are always short of people."