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

The lunch break time was set by Qiao Xin. She found several hourglasses among the supplies she searched. They were used for timekeeping in the Orc Continent. The smallest hourglass was about an hour, and the largest one was a day.

This small hourglass was given to the tribesman who was responsible for waking up the people.

As soon as the hourglass ran out, he blew the first whistle.

Mao Fei slept very deeply, the deepest he had ever slept. In the past, he did not dare to fall into a deep sleep, for fear that he would be slow to react and be whipped by the slave owner in the next second.

He did not hear the whistle, but Yan beside him opened his eyes instantly, and Mao Fei snuggled into his arms.

Yan patted his back gently, "Mao Fei, the whistle sounded."

Mao Fei hummed but didn't move.

Yan continued to wake him up helplessly, "The captain is late, will you be fired from your position as captain?"

Mao Fei opened his eyes dazedly. In the dim tent, the weak light shone on Yan's eyebrows, making his deep facial features look softer. Mao Fei had a dazed look in his eyes. He hugged Yan's arm and rubbed it.

Yan's body tensed up instantly. Her dark eyes had the laziness of someone who had just woken up. Her eyelids were half closed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved. Her eyes were deep but doting. "Well, it seems you don't want to be the captain anymore."

"What? Who doesn't want to be the captain? I want to be the captain. If I become the captain, I can be with Brother Yan." Mao Fei heard Yan's words clearly and realized that he had spoken his thoughts. "Damn, did the whistle sound?"

"Yeah." Yan responded with force, his abdominal cavity vibrating, and Mao Fei moved with him.

Mao Fei's ears felt slightly hot, and he had no time to be shy. He jumped up without caring about Yi Mi, "Hurry up, I still have to be the captain, I can't be late."

Mao Fei's team members breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Mao Fei coming. When the first whistle sounded, the orcs around them had already left at the urging of their captain. Their captain was late in arriving, which made them feel uneasy.

Mao Fei didn't say anything, but pointed where he was going. The other teammates understood immediately and hurriedly ran behind him until they reached the mud and sand mixing site. The second whistle sounded on time.

Everyone gasped and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Yan touched Mao Fei's head and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Don't do this again in the future. You have to get up when I call you. Do you understand?"

Mao Fei pursed his lips and smiled. He liked the word "later", which meant that Brother Yan had included him in his life plan.

Everyone was used to doing hard work, and mixing sand was not easy. However, Mao Fei worked as hard as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he worked so hard that blisters appeared on his palms.

When the whistle for the end of work sounded, Mao Fei led everyone to line up with the team leader. Lu Min and Lu Lin were already sitting at the table, with pens, ink, paper and inkstone in place.

When Lu Lin saw Mao Fei, he recognized him as the new captain at first sight. To be honest, it was not because he was good at recognizing people, but because this male was a beautiful cat, as beautiful as Mao Bai, so it was hard for him not to remember him.

"New here? Which team?"

Mao Fei quickly took out a piece of wood from his arms and handed it to Lu Lin.

Lu Lin took the piece of wood, on which was written the name of the captain, Mao Fei, and the names of his ten teammates. "If you work for half a day, each person will get three points; if the captain works for a whole day, he will get ten points."

Mixing mud and sand is considered to be relatively heavy physical work. A day's work earns six points, and the team leader gets ten points.

This was made very clear at the captains' meeting after the captains were selected.

Mao Fei used to only be able to assemble doors and windows in the woodworking workshop and get five work points. Now that he has become the captain, his work points have doubled. He is so happy because he can exchange for more supplies. "Brother Yan, when you become the captain in the future, you will definitely get more than me. I heard that the chief captain can get 20 work points a day."

Lu Min rolled his eyes. A tribe of tens of thousands of people only has one chief, Lang Yu. Can your brother Yan be more powerful than Lang Yu? !

Yan's heart felt like it was squeezed, warm and swollen, "Well, I will earn work points to support you in the future."

His words made Lu Lin look at him several times and confirmed that he was another stupid "Niu Biao".

After registering the work points, Mao Fei took the team members back to get the ceramic bowls and work point cards, and went to the cafeteria to line up.

There were more people this time than at noon. When I looked up, I saw heads everywhere.

"Captain, do we have food again?" It was a great kindness for the slave owners to give slaves one meal a day, as they were usually given one meal every two or three days.

Mao Fei asked them to line up, and the team in front slowly moved forward. "Well, we eat three meals a day. The work points in your hands are six work points a day for mixing. We eat three meals a day, and three work points are deducted. The remaining three work points can be exchanged for the materials you want in the warehouse. Different materials require different work points. You can go to the door of the warehouse at night. There is a notice of the work points required to exchange materials."

Yan glanced at the piece of wood in his hand, on which different patterns were painted with special plant juice. He knew that this was writing, a writing that only some tribes with a long tradition had.

“I taste meat.”

"Me too."

"There's minced meat in my bowl!"

"It turns out that meat is added to the soup. No wonder it is so delicious."

"Woo woo, the city lord is such a kind person, he actually gave us meat to eat."

Mao Fei went to another window to get his meal, which was the captain's exclusive window. In addition to a bowl of cabbage soup and a chestnut potato, he had an extra fist-sized steamed bun and a piece of braised meat three fingers wide that others had.

His teammates looked at the snow-white steamed buns and the piece of braised meat in his bowl with envy, and kept swallowing their saliva.

"Brother Yan, you eat." Mao Fei handed the braised meat and steamed buns to Yan without hesitation.

Yan refused directly and pulled his hand over. The blood bubble on it had broken, revealing the red flesh underneath. "Eat it yourself. Your hand is broken. Mend it."

Mao Fei's ears felt slightly hot, and he gently pulled it, trying to withdraw his hand, but Yan didn't let go, "Eat the meat, and I'll let you go after you're done."

Mao Fei lowered his head and held the meat with his other hand, feeling so happy that he seemed to be bubbling.

Yan saw that he had finished eating and let go of his hand, "Can I walk around the city as I please?"

Mao Feixin was as restless as the weather in June. Yan's low and pleasant voice made him even more restless. "You can walk around, but it's not recommended because you have classes in the evening."

"Attend class?"

Everyone heard a strange word again, what is class?

What should I pay attention to during class?

Mao Fei drank the cabbage soup happily, his mouth sweet, and his heart sweeter. "In the first few days, I will teach you the various rules of the tribe, and in the next few days, I will teach you how to count and calculate. This way, you won't be confused about your work points, and you can find out in time if others have registered wrong points."

Yan nodded to show that he understood. It seemed that he would have to go find Lang Rui after class.

During class, everyone gathered in the square, sat cross-legged on the ground, listened to their respective squadron leaders, and then recited. Everyone was very serious, for fear of not remembering and causing unnecessary mistakes, which would lead to being killed on the spot.

After class, Yan found an excuse to go look for Lang Rui.

Lang Zheng was on his day off today and was about to go to Lang Rui's house for dinner, but was stopped by Yan who was wandering on the street. "What do you want to see Lang Rui for?"

When Yan doesn't speak, people still don't feel that he is difficult to get along with. The smile lines at the corners of his eyes can always make people let down their guard, but this does not include Lang Zheng, who has been struggling in a difficult environment.

"I want some powder to treat my wounds."

Lang Zheng did have a bottle of medicine on him, which he had exchanged for from the tribe with work points. Yan was new here, so it was normal that he didn't have work points to exchange for medicine powder. "Wait, I'll go get you some."

It is impossible to let them go.

Yan watched Wolf entering several huge tents not far away that were surrounded by small tents nearby. He knew from a casual look that Wolf Rui was most likely living inside, but there were fully armed orcs guarding the door, so he couldn't get close.