Farming Story of the Primitive Tribe in the Beast World

Chapter 335 Nothing!

In the process of becoming a formal witch festival from a trainee witch festival, three small realms need to be crossed.

That is, opening up the Yuan, concentrating the mind, and gathering consciousness.

The saying that it is best to use a stove made by oneself for witch sacrifices is in the inheritance memory attached to the purification ability.

Here, a rule discovered by the ancestors of the purification ability is mentioned.

That is, at the time of Kaiyuan, the more stars are condensed.

When you become an official witch priest, when you improve in all aspects, including mental strength, the more bonuses you will get.

There is a lot of effort, and in the process of refining the furnace, try to refine as much as possible.

Then, this medicine stove will get the corresponding growth value.

Can grow together with the witch festival.

This is similar to the natal magic weapon of a cultivator.

It's just that mental strength is so mysterious!

This is probably the difference between doing something with one's heart and doing something absent-mindedly!

It's just that Wu Ji's mental strength magnified this phenomenon and turned it into a force that can actually affect the result.

However, work hard!After all, it is born from the heart.

If the heart is not sincere, if you don't concentrate, if you don't use your heart, the less effort you will give to the utensils.

Regarding this point, Mukui thinks that it is probably based on face.

To put it simply, it is similar to gambling luck.

There are too many uncertainties!
However, unlike gambling luck, this thing does not distinguish between European emperors and Africans.

Seriously, with heart, decisive victory thousands of miles away.

Sloppy, perfunctory, even flattery is too late.

This thing, although the uncertainty factor is a little bigger.

However, it still belongs to the type that pays for itself.

……

Mu Zhao was seriously injured, and Mu Kui's condition was not very good.

So, on the way back, they walked very slowly.

However, in the eyes of the two people who are returning home like an arrow, no matter how slow the speed is, no matter how long the road is, they cannot become obstacles.

Even when they finally saw their own cave, Mukui and Mukui didn't feel how much time had passed.

"Wow! We are finally, back!"

Mu Kui cheered.

Like a cheerful bird, she spread her hands and rushed into her cave as fast as flying.

Behind him is Mu Zhao, who is carrying a medicine bowl and pestle, with a pampered and indulgent expression.

Because Mu Kui's medicine pestle was too heavy, it knocked unconscious an orc who was about to go mad.

Naturally, the medicine bowl that goes with the medicine pestle is not light in weight.

Therefore, when these things left the animal-proof cave, Mu Zhao took them over without saying a word.

Even if he was seriously injured and it might not be appropriate to carry heavy objects, Mu Kui tried every means to dissuade him, but it was useless!

"Hey! Let me see if the leftover food in our house is spoiled."

As soon as he got home, Mu Kui rushed into the storage room to check the status of his stock.

however……

After a while, Mu Kui cried out in grief!
"My tree powder! My fruit wine! My jerky! My..."

A long list of names came down.

Mu Kui only felt that the heartache was so painful that it was hard to breathe.

Forget about the tree powder, knowing that this thing will almost be broken in the second month of the dry season.

They can keep it until the middle of the second month of the dry season, which is already very rare.

However, dried meat, fruit wine and even dried lotus root and so on.

These things break.

Then... Really, you are gouging out Mu Aoi's heart!

No one at home for almost a month, plus the hopeless dry season, hotter than January.

At this time, Mu Kui and the others came back again.

That's when even such easy-to-preserve foods as dried meat and dried fruits have become stinky, rotten and spoiled.

In the third month of the dry season, the high temperature is over 50 degrees.

This is no joke.

Dried meat can be stored for a longer period of time.

However, if this thing is placed under a high temperature of more than 50 degrees for more than ten days in a row.

Moreover, no one has turned it over, and no one has dealt with the bacteria that may grow around it, if it is disinfected.

Then, it is estimated that the only way to go is corruption.

It would be a miracle if it survived.

Obviously, Mu Kui and the others did not encounter such a miracle.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Mukui raised his head and roared.

What is contained in the tone is boundless and endless despair.

I haven't been home for nearly a month.

Then, I found that there was nothing to eat at home.

Moreover, this is not being eaten by people, it is naturally rotten.

What kind of extreme heartache experience would this be?

Mu Kui is now being taken care of by such an extreme experience.

She wants to be autistic!

"Eat, all gone!"

Just like my sister.

Mu Zhao also had a heartache that made it hard to breathe.

Even, because of the difficulties at home in the past, it was basically difficult to save food.

It was the first time for Mu Zhao to save so much food with his elder sister.

At this moment, his perception is much stronger than that of Mu Kui.

He just felt dizzy.

The world seems to be spinning!
Mu Zhao's body was on the verge of falling, and he seemed to be so angry that he would faint.

"Brother, are you okay!"

Seeing this, Mu Kui hurriedly supported her younger brother, for fear that he would be so angry that he wouldn't be able to catch his breath and would faint from the gas.

She kept cheering her brother up.

After a long time, Mu Zhaocai finally recovered.

"Sister, our food is all gone..."

Mu Zhao looked sad.

Even those star eyes lost their color.

In his pupils, the azure blue stars that flickered from time to time in the past, flickering several times made Mu Kui's heart soften.

At this point, if you don't look carefully, you can hardly see it.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't we still have ginkgo? We still have food, we still have some."

Although I know my words are too exhausting.

However, Mukui still tried her best to comfort her younger brother.

The reason why there is no white lie is because Mu Kui thinks it is unnecessary.

It's just a loss of food, and my younger brother has become like this.

This, can't do it!
They will definitely store more supplies in the future.

At that time, if there is an accident, the supplies are missing or broken.

My younger brother should still have the same mentality now.

Well, sooner or later, something is going to go wrong.

It's better to start now, little by little, to cultivate his big heart.

A man is alive, standing upright, able to withstand big storms, and able to maintain a normal heart at all times, without arrogance or impetuosity.

That is considered a success.

At least, in Mu Kui's cognition, this is the case.

Naturally, with such a concept, she also wanted to train her younger brother to be that kind of person.

"Um……"

Seeing his elder sister caring about him so much, Mu Zhao was very moved.

As a man, he should be responsible for any major events in the family.

In the end, he couldn't even compare to his own elder sister.

This made him feel extremely ashamed!

Therefore, after the word "um", Mu Zhao was silent for a long, long time...

Then, he adjusted his emotions and comforted Mu Kui in turn.

"Yu Nian's medical skills are very strong. When my injury is healed, I will go hunt a lot of prey and come back."

Mu Zhao said, "I won't...let sister starve."

Hearing this, Mu Kui smiled.

"Then I'll wait for the day when you are well, Brother!"

That's right!

To be a human being is to be open-minded.

Talent, not so tired!

(End of this chapter)