Spring ploughing

Ya Jiu knew that he was not wrong, he really met the chief of the Salt Tribe in Beast City.

But why is he here?

"I am an orc from the Ze tribe, Yajiu."

Shelin was not very interested in his name. He had the same confusion as Yajiu, and even a deeper confusion than Yajiu. Wasn't the Ze tribe wiped out by cannibals?

"I didn't expect that Wuming was still alive. Your orc level isn't that high, so how did you escape from him?"

She Lin's casual words took Ya Jiu a long time to react. His mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't dare to think deeply about the meaning of She Lin's words. She Lin was dissatisfied with Ya Jiu's lack of response to him. The orcs from the Beast City were fine. How dare the orcs from the Ze Tribe ignore his words like this?

Ya Jiu sensed She Lin's dissatisfaction, and his fear of the Salt Department was ingrained in his bones. He subconsciously lowered his head, completely forgetting that She Lin was now a beast slave of the Beast City just like him. Ya Jiu's lips trembled, not knowing whether he was afraid of knowing the answer or because he was cold, "What do you mean there are still survivors? How did I escape from Wu Ming's hands?"

She Lin was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized that Ya Jiu didn't know about the extermination of the Ze tribe. It seemed that Ya Jiu was not in the Ze tribe before the extermination. But when it was time to trade for salt in the autumn, he still saw him. In other words, the Ze tribe sent Ya Jiu out of the tribe in the winter.

It must be a very important thing for a tribe to send orcs from its hunting team out of the tribe in winter.

Could it be related to the cannibals’ sudden destruction of the Ze tribe?

The matter about the cannibals and the Ze tribe was something Shelin had never been able to figure out. If this had not happened, the balance between their tribes would not have been broken, and the Salt Tribe would not have fallen to the point where the Wood Tribe and those meat shield tribes joined forces to exterminate them.

"Want to hear the whole story? Then you have to tell me why the Ze tribe let you leave the tribe in winter." She Lin directly proposed an information exchange. Ya Jiu seemed to want to know what was going on with the Ze tribe more than he did.

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Ya Jiu said, "I can tell you, but you can't let anyone else know."

In the wooden shed, besides him and Ya Jiu, there was only the old orc. The old orc, who was listening attentively, was suddenly kicked. She Lin raised his legs and signaled the old orc to leave.

The old orc knew that he was no match for the snake forest. He didn't even have the strength to push salt in the salt field, and could only carry feces and urine for the captains. Fearing that he would be beaten, the old orc stood up quickly, and dared not stay around after leaving the woodshed, and ran to work.

After the people left, Ya Jiu sat cross-legged on the ground and said to She Lin in a low voice, "Winter came out because the tribe's sacred blood was lost."

Shelin knew about the divine blood. He was almost killed by the orcs of the Wood Tribe before, but he survived by relying on the divine blood. However, isn't that something only available to cannibals? How did a small tribe like the Ze Tribe know about it?

"The divine blood belongs to the cannibals. What does it have to do with your Ze tribe? You dare to lie to me now. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" She Lin's sinister and fierce eyes were coldly wrapped around Ya Jiu.

There was nothing to hide at this point. The Ze tribe had been exterminated, and She Lin's appearance here meant that something serious must have happened in the Salt Tribe. Telling She Lin the source of the divine blood would not have much impact. Ya Jiu also knew that She Lin was not easy to mess with. If he didn't make things clear today, even if something serious happened in the Salt Tribe, it would not stop She Lin from really killing him.

She Lin learned everything about the God's Blood from Ya Jiu. "So, the priest asked us to go out and look for the God's Blood. It was cold in winter, and two orcs froze to death on the way. We finally met a tribe that was willing to let us in, and it was a subsidiary tribe of the Beast City. Who knew that after a hearty meal, we were tied up by them and sent to the Beast City to be low-class beast slaves. After arriving at the salt field, most of the orcs who set out to look for the God's Blood died again. They were beaten to death, starved to death, frozen to death, and died of exhaustion..."

Thinking of the dead orcs and the suffering he had endured in the salt pan, Ya Jiu could no longer suppress the resentment in his heart and said bitterly: "If Ze hadn't run away, nothing would have happened to the Ze tribe."

"Ze?" She Lin, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but ask again after hearing the name.

Ya Jiu responded, "Yes."

Because of the somewhat strange reaction of Shelin, he asked, "What's wrong with this name?"

Shelin shook his head and replied, "Nothing, I just wonder why orcs don't have last names."

He was thinking, there was a very powerful orc warrior in the Wood Tribe named Ze, it was rare to have a name without a surname, not to mention that the pronunciation was exactly the same. And Ya Jiu said that the divine blood of their tribe escaped when the cannibals went to their tribe to cause trouble for the two orcs of the Wood Tribe.

The Mu Tribe and the Ze Tribe are not far away. The God Blood was saved by the orcs of the Mu Tribe before, and finally disappeared with the orcs of the Mu Tribe who sent him back. The two orcs of the Mu Tribe later appeared in the Mu Tribe safely, so it is not impossible that the God Blood is in the Mu Tribe.

Shelin thought of the awakened orcs who all had totems of their tribe on their faces, so he asked Yajiu, "Didn't you check whether there were any new orcs in the surrounding tribes? From what you said, Ze is not yet awakened even though he is quite old. With the presence of priests in the tribe, I'm afraid there wouldn't be even one orc in all the tribes who haven't awakened at this age. Since there's no totem on his face, wouldn't it be easy to identify him?"

Ya Jiu knew this, so he said helplessly, "I checked, only the Wood Tribe has one more orc, but it's not Ze."

"What do you mean?" Seeing Ya Jiu was so sure, She Lin also became curious.

Ya Jiu thought about it and gestured with his hands. He first placed his palm on his chest and said, "Zhe is thin and small, and has an ugly appearance."

Then he stood on tiptoe and raised his hands above his head, "The beastman from the Wood Tribe is bigger than Ze, this tall. He is also clean and good-looking. The only one with a good-looking face who can compare with him is the priest who suddenly appeared from the Wood Tribe."

Ya Jiu concluded with certainty, "So, this orc is definitely not our divine blood."

Shelin looked at Yajiu with a complicated expression and stopped asking. He already had a guess in his mind that Ze from the Wood Tribe was the "divine blood" that escaped from the Ze Tribe. It was not normal for the body shapes to be different. As long as the orcs of that age were well fed, they would all be tall. The orcs from his Salt Tribe were well fed and their bodies were also taller than those from other tribes.

As for the ugly appearance, Shelin didn't think that an orc who was locked in a cave without taking a bath could be good-looking. And it was normal that the "divine blood" had been locked in a dark cave for a long time and couldn't see the appearance clearly.

She Lin thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the Ze of the Wood Tribe was the sacred blood of the Ze Tribe. Thinking of the function of the sacred blood, She Lin shuddered violently, and he suddenly thought that if he told the high priest this news, then he would not have to be here!

"Shelin, you haven't told me what's going on in our Ze tribe?" Ya Jiu looked at Shelin nervously, waiting for an answer.

She Lin was so excited because he had come up with a good idea to escape that he didn't care about Ya Jiu anymore. He was only thinking about how to meet the high priest. He casually said, "The cannibals must have killed all the orcs of the Ze tribe because you have lost the divine blood."

The guess in his heart was confirmed. Ya Jiu forgot to react for a moment. His head was buzzing, and then he sobbed. Ya Jiu was extremely sad and wanted to cry loudly to release the depression in his heart. But he didn't dare to. He always remembered that this was the salt field of Beast City. He didn't dare to make a louder sound than now.

When Shelin heard Yajiu's cry, he sneered. Even though he had lost the Salt Department, which was so big, he didn't do this. Orcs of low level can't achieve anything big, they can only cry.

Now is not the time to care whether Ya Jiu cries or not. He has to find a way to see the high priest.

Should we tell the Ninth Young Master this news and ask him to go find the high priest?

As soon as this idea came up, She Lin rejected it immediately. Even if the orcs from Beast City who helped pass the message did not take the credit themselves and told the Ninth Young Master word for word, he could not guarantee that the Ninth Young Master would not take his information to the High Priest to take credit. But now, let alone the High Priest, he couldn't even see the Ninth Young Master. Even if he had such great news, what was the use of saving his life...

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She Lin suddenly remembered that the old orc who was here before mentioned the Seventh Young Master and seemed to have said that the High Priest came to the salt field many times and did not release the Seventh Young Master until the spring. In other words, he didn't need to go out to see the High Priest, the High Priest would come to the salt field by himself?

But what if the high priest only came to the salt field once or twice a year, or maybe he never came at all, and he came so many times before just because of the Seventh Young Master? Then would he just wait like this?

Shelin remembered that Yajiu had been at the salt field for some time, so he asked, "Does the high priest of Beast City often come to the salt field?"

Ya Jiu was still immersed in grief and didn't listen to what She Lin said. She Lin listened to the other party's crying and became irritated. He suddenly pinched Ya Jiu's neck and said in a gloomy voice, "Let me ask you again, does the high priest come to the salt field often?"

His neck was tightly grasped, and Ya Jiu's face, which had been somewhat purple from the cold, now turned purple-red, looking very scary. He used his hands to dig into the powerful hands of the Snake Forest, which were as strong as a boulder, and a "ho ho ho" sound came out of his throat.

She Lin loosened his fingers slightly to let Ya Jiu speak. Ya Jiu, who was finally able to take a breath, did not dare to delay after recovering a little, and said quickly: "The high priest came more often in spring and summer, but only once this autumn, and has not come in winter yet. I don't know if he will come. I was not here last winter..."

She Lin pinched Ya Jiu's neck and pushed him forward before letting go, thinking about how to survive this winter in the salt field.

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"Hey! Ha! Roar!"

From time to time, the sound of children working hard could be heard from the small ant tribe. Although it was a cold winter, Yifeng's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. Some of the beads had already slid down his forehead and hit the soil.

There was no snow on the open ground a little further away from the cave where the orcs lived. Instead, there were only pits. The land that should have been frozen had become extremely soft.

Yifeng looked at the earth pit and the loose ground he had made with satisfaction, and said happily: "Look, doesn't this look like the hole that the chief of the ant hill dug after transforming into a human!"

"Like, like, like!" Seeing their little priest finally stop, the orcs of the ant tribe standing by hurried forward and wrapped the little priest with another large animal skin, covering him from head to toe. They said worriedly, "Priest, you should go back to the cave to avoid the wind. The wind is getting strong now. I think it will snow again."

Yifeng knew what the tribesmen were worried about. The previous priest of their ant tribe became hot all over after being blown by the wind and drenched in snow in winter. He kept feeling hot and went to see the Beast God before the winter was over.

Yifeng listened to his tribesmen and returned to the cave. He felt that he had become more proficient in using his superpowers in the past two days. In the past, he couldn't use his superpowers nine times out of ten, but now he can use them nine times out of ten. Yifeng thought of something, and ran to the animal hide nest where he slept, lay on the nest, reached out and touched it, and soon he found a candy wrapped in leaves.

This was the last candy he had left. Yifeng opened the leaves to reveal the orange candy inside. He looked at the candy and whispered, "This is a reward for practicing my supernatural powers well."

After carefully licking the candy a few times and tasting the sweet and sour taste, Yifeng quickly rewrapped the leaves and stuffed the candy back into place.

After putting away the candy, Yifeng propped his chin with both hands. It was getting dark outside. He looked at the vast white scene outside the cave and savored the sweet and sour taste of the candy. He thought about going out to practice his supernatural powers when the weather cleared up, so that he could taste the candy again.

As he was thinking, the aroma of meat soup came from outside. Yifeng couldn't help but sniff. It was getting darker outside. It was time for the tribesmen to drink the meat soup.

After the orcs of the Ant Tribe cooked the broth, the tribe leader Yishan brought the first bowl to Yifeng.

Ant Wind, whose stomach had been growling with hunger for a long time, picked up the broth and without even blowing on it twice, began to gulp down the soup. He hissed from the heat and made the Ant Hill laugh.

At this moment, the laughter of the orcs from the Ant Tribe was heard outside, and no one knew what they were laughing for.

Yifeng blushed a little, but he was very happy to hear the smiling faces of his tribesmen. In the past, he could not hear the laughter of his tribesmen in spring, summer and autumn, let alone winter.

Yifeng, who was drinking the broth from the ceramic bowl, suddenly said to Yishan seriously: "From now on, our Yi tribe must protect the high priest and the Wood tribe well."

Yifeng is young, but he knows that not only did the members of their Ant Tribe not freeze to death or starve to death this winter, but the members of the tribe even drank hot meat soup with a smile in the winter. Where did all these changes come from?

When Yishan saw the priest talking about serious matters, he quickly stopped smiling and said, "I will listen to the priest in everything."

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Several days have passed since the New Year’s Eve dinner, and during these days the orcs of the Mu tribe are still thinking about that lively and delicious meal.

It was still snowing outside and the weather was still very cold. The brick houses where the orcs of the Mu tribe lived protected them from the wind and snow, and the kang provided warmth, so they didn't feel cold at all.

The orcs of the military guards were training in the snow and wind. Those who had taken the marrow cleansing pills had already advanced to the next level in a short period of time. I don't know if it was because of the harsh environment that stimulated their potential. Hu Xiao and the others who were the first group to take the marrow cleansing pills also had a tendency to advance to the next level.

Shen Nong breathed a sigh of relief. As long as his strength increased, it would be good. Only when he was strong enough could he protect the current Mu tribe.

After the Chinese New Year, he stopped hiding in the yard and began to teach Lu Shuang how to use her supernatural powers. Now Lu Shuang's supernatural power level has reached level five, but compared to the speed of improvement before, Lu Shuang has been stuck at level five for a long time.

Shen Nong knew that level 5 superpowers was also a watershed in the interstellar world, and no matter how fast or slow one advanced, it was not worth boasting about or slandering. As long as one could cross the level 5 superpower barrier before the age of 30, one could become an excellent superpower user.

Shen Nong didn't know how long Lu Shuang would stay at level 5, maybe a few years, maybe a lifetime. Upgrading abilities means turning perceived natural energy into your own use.

But what matters in the end is whether the person with the ability can attract those huge and elusive energies and make them be absorbed voluntarily.

Shen Nong knew that the level of superpowers could not be improved by force, it all depended on the understanding of the superpower users. However, the Beast World was much better than the Star World. At least the natural elements in the Beast World were thousands of times more than those in the Star World, so the probability of superpowers being improved was much higher than that in the Star World.

Because there were enough supplies this winter, the long winter was no longer as difficult as before, and the orcs of the Wood Tribe had a warm winter.

As the weather gradually warmed up and the soil became less hard, the agricultural team began to move.

Spring ploughing has begun, and the extremely valuable cotton seeds stored in the warehouse can finally be planted! They want everyone in the tribe to have a big cotton-padded jacket to wear next winter!