Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

Every day when Lang Yu woke up, the first thing he did was to check how many sweaters he had knitted. However, when the rain stopped and the temperature rose, Qiao Xin still hadn't finished knitting his sweater.

As soon as the rain stopped and the sun came out, the crops in the fields had to be harvested. The remaining wheat in the fields had all fallen over and started to sprout.

Everyone's eyes were wet with heartache and they couldn't recover for a long time.

There were about twenty acres of wheat left, and Qiao Xin didn't feel it was a pity. Even if they couldn't eat it, they still had livestock!

"Everyone, cheer up. Harvest the wheat in the fields and dry it. There is no need to thresh it. Just pile it directly in the cattle pen." Qiao Xin clapped his hands to get everyone's attention.

Everyone went into the fields barefoot, feeling sad as they harvested the crops. Although it wasn't a waste if they fed the crops to the animals, everyone was still depressed, muttering in their hearts that they should have come out to harvest the crops on the first day it rained, so that they might still be able to eat them.

The tribe members who joined later all knew how delicious this food called wheat was after the husk was removed, and that it could be used to make many delicious foods.

Seeing that everyone was getting into the mood, Qiao Xin returned home and started harvesting the soybeans in front of her house.

She specially exposed them to the sun for a day before harvesting them. Some of the older ones had already sprouted, but Qiao Xin didn't mind at all. She peeled the sprouted ones, watered them with some spiritual spring water, and let them grow into bean sprouts, which were refreshing and delicious.

Lang Rui went to Qingshi Mountain, and the tribe’s houses had to continue to be built.

Everyone had their own things to deal with. After Mao Bai finished his work, he found Qiao Xin and knelt down as soon as he entered the door.

Qiao Xin was so scared that she grabbed him and said, "What are you doing? Get up quickly."

Mao Bai's eyes were sore, he sniffed, took off his fur coat, revealing his neck. The slave mark that should have appeared there had disappeared, leaving only a vague scar.

Qiao Xin was ecstatic and grabbed Mao Bai's hand, "Has the slave mark disappeared?"

Maobai's eyes were moist, "Yes."

Qiao Xin hugged him and patted his back soothingly, "Everything is fine now, look forward."

"Where's Leopardstar?"

Mao Bai's slave mark disappeared, and Leopard Star should have disappeared as well, so why didn't this guy come over? At least give him the good news!

Mao Bai: "I saw him and Wu going up the mountain to collect herbs today."

Well, Leopard Star is actually Lu Yao’s real student, and Lu Yao understands that, but he is just stubborn towards Qiao Xin.

Qiao Xin also felt that this old man was very sincere to her and she would always think of him when she had something good to say.

For example, her family's soybean sprouts, "Mao Bai, take some soybean sprouts back to try."

She reclaimed the land and cultivated it herself, which was usually taken care of by her and Lang Rui. They dried the harvested soybeans, gave half to the tribe, and ate the rest themselves.

She had no plans to make tofu anymore. The three greatest hardships in life are rowing a boat, forging iron, and grinding tofu. Now it was the busy farming season, and she was not willing to do it.

Mao Bai knew he couldn't refuse, so he accepted it and described in detail the changes in his body after drinking the spiritual spring water. "At first I didn't feel any changes, but at night I started to feel slightly hot. This lasted for a few days, and every day I could feel that my body seemed to be more relaxed than the day before. Until this morning, it was as if all my old illnesses had gone away."

Qiao Xin said she understood, and thought it must be the same for Leopard Star. Both of them had first-level superpowers and could not look inward into their own souls like Lang Rui.

Qiao Xin calculated the amount of spiritual spring water they drank and roughly figured out that the concentration of the spiritual spring water with the addition of Yuanzhu Dew had reached level five.

Two Yuanzhu can make the concentration of the second-level spiritual spring directly reach level five.

No wonder Xiao Ling wants a hundred trees; she wants them all now.

Qiao Xin sighed in her heart, the Yuanzhu is really a good thing. No wonder the Green Deer Clan was exterminated before. Just guarding this thing, the Beast God Temple would probably be jealous.

If you have the chance, you must visit the original site of the Green Deer Tribe.

The fifth-level spiritual spring water can already be used as medicine. Qiao Xin was itching to make it and couldn't hold back. She couldn't even cook. She let Lang Rui eat the big pot meal while she went to make pills.

They did what they said. Early the next morning, Qiao Xin carried a small hoe and followed Lu Yao up the mountain.

Lu Yao kept looking back, "You are not in the tribe, what are you doing here?"

Lu Yao was accompanied by several Green Deer Clan students and Leopard Star.

The slave mark on Leopardstar's face had indeed disappeared, but a scar was still left, which affected his appearance, but the little guy didn't care at all.

When he lowers his head and finds a herb, his face reveals the innocence of a child.

He dug it out with the roots and leaves, and handed it to Qiao Xin behind him, "Grow it and give me half."

Qiao Xin: "......" How can Leopard Star learn from Grandpa Wu! He always exploits her.

Qiao Xin: "Do you want pills or herbs?"

Qiao Xin accepted her fate.

Leopard Star really thought about it seriously, "Teach me how to make pills."

Qiao Xin looked around to make sure that no one else was around, and lowered her voice: "The technique of rolling the pills is the same as Grandpa Wu's, but I added spiritual spring water in it, you know what I mean!"

Leopard Star felt a little regretful. He knew the prescription, but without the spiritual spring water, the pills that Qiao Xin had made could not achieve the same effect.

"Then take the pill!"

"Okay, I'll give you some when I make it, but the herbs are far from good, so I need to dig more."

Moreover, many medicinal herbs do not last long enough and need to be planted for a while.

Qiao Xin goes out early and comes back late every day, and all the affairs of the tribe fall on Lang Rui's shoulders. Lang Rui gets his work points in the tribe for breakfast and lunch, and cooks dinner at home, cooking together with everyone.

The cubs are also working now, picking chestnuts and potatoes in the fields, then taking them to the canal to wash them, and then sending them back to the tribal square to dry.

There were fewer orcs in the fields, and most of them were assigned to build houses.

Qiao Xin's drawing of lots also had an effect visible to the naked eye, because although there was no wall between the Silver Moon Wolf people and the other miscellaneous tribes on the surface, in fact they had always been doing their own things and could not merge together.

When the teams were divided, in order to improve work efficiency, hunting also required tacit understanding among the Silver Moon Wolf people, so basically people from the same tribe stayed together.

In this draw, many teams were mixed with other teams, living together and under the same roof, which made it easiest to build relationships.

Of course, this feeling may be good or it may be the opposite.

Everyone now knows that tribes cannot fight. When there is a conflict, they will find ways to disgust the other side. For example, after working all day and sweating, they may not take a shower for several days and then just fall asleep on the kang, making the dormitory stink.

Wolves have always had a keener sense of smell than other races. If they can't bear it, they will fight back, injuring the enemy by a thousand and losing eight hundred of their own.

Lang Rui came to check the dormitory housekeeping on a whim. As soon as he entered the room, he was almost knocked unconscious by the smoke and his face was as dark as water.

Lang Yu, as the captain, also came along and was nearly killed by the stink. Not to mention Lang Rui was so angry that he even wanted to drive this group of people into the river and rub their skin off.

"Who wants to tell me?" Lang Yu gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

Normally you guys show off your muscles and sweat profusely, fearing that you won’t be able to attract females, but now your dormitory stinks like this!