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

No one knew why this noble witch was so hairy. Could it be that... this wolf orc was the slave of this witch.

Yes, this is the only explanation.

The old man quickly stepped forward to comfort him, "Sir, we don't know this is your slave, but we just experienced a flood and need someone to go hunting, so I wonder if we can borrow it?"

Qiao Xin shook her head. She knew that when these people turned into orcs, it would be impossible for them to be her pets. Then they would have to be self-reliant. However, Lang Rui was seriously injured and had applied black ointment. The black fog has also subsided a lot.

It's okay for adults to go hunting, but they can't drag minors along. In the end of the world, we all know that children are the future, so we should never let minors participate in hunting.

She also noticed the word slave in the old man's mouth. Could these marks be slave marks? ! Damn, even in the last days, when order was broken, no one would make such an inhumane slave mark!

Yang Qing probably knew how much the shaman valued this slave, so he no longer pressed him, "Then this young man will stay with you and protect you!"

Without even looking at him, Qiao Xin led Lang Rui to her pile of supplies and rolled them into a pile.

Among the team of more than fifty people, there are only ten adult orcs, and several of them are disabled.

Yang Qing asked everyone what special powers they had and what level they were.

Among the slaves, most of them only have level one abilities and basically have no attack power. For example, Mao Bai has a level one fire power that can only be used to ignite fire, and it will be used up after two or three times. able.

"Does anyone know how to polish stone tools?" Yang Qing continued to ask.

There is only one strange pot and four strange bowls in the cave. They all belong to the witch, so if you want to use the bowls, you must make your own.

He didn't want to share it with these slaves, it was too classy.

At this time, a female raised her hand cautiously, "Sir, I once helped the master polish the stone bowl."

Yang Qing smiled, "Very good, is there anyone else?"

Another female with a very delicate appearance raised her hand, "Sir, I once sharpened a stone knife for my master."

Yang Qing still smiled and nodded, until no one in the team raised their hands, and there were already five people around Yang Qing.

"Okay, the five of you will make a big stone pot today. If you still have time, you can make more stone bowls." Yang Qing paused, "Please call me Mr. Yang Qing."

Qiao Xin looked at Yang Qing's smile and felt strangely familiar and repulsive.

Yang Qing has a thin body and deep grooves on his face. He is about fifty years old, his eyes are full of hypocrisy and kindness, and he has a sparse goatee.

The collection team was divided into three teams. Shu Lin was the captain of the first team. For the other teams, Qiao Xin was still unable to respond to the beast form.

After some arrangements by Yang Qing, everyone descended to the ground through Qiao Xin's steel bars. It was a happy thing to be down to earth.

Some orcs were already lying on the ground, kissing the muddy ground.

Seeing Qiao Xin's hair exploded again, she nestled in Lang Rui's arms.

Lang Rui looked at her exploded hair, and the corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly.

Qiao Xin held the steel bar with her paws, and the steel bar disappeared instantly.

Through Yang Qing's statistics just now, she already knows that the orcs in this world have all kinds of superpowers, and her spatial superpower is not unusual.

So she didn't have to hide her spiritual spring space like she did in another world, and only showed her seventh-level wood ability.

Yang Qing saw her taking away the twisted "sticks" leading to the cave. He walked over with a smile, folded his hands and saluted, "Your Excellency, are you ready to wander around?"

Qiao Xin didn't want to whine anymore, since others wouldn't understand anyway, she nodded, patted Lang Rui with her little paw, pointed in a random direction, and set off.

When the flood was still there, only a few tree tops could be seen. Now, looking at the endless forest, every leaf has traces of the flood and is covered with yellow mud.

After Yang Qing and the others left, Qiao Xin jumped down from Lang Rui's arms and braved the cold wind to move forward in the mud. This was much harder than climbing a mountain.

She exhaled a breath of hot breath, which dissipated in the wind. There was a thin layer of sweat under her fur, and her body gradually warmed under the constant exercise.

After a while, a wide river suddenly appeared.

Under the sun, the waves are sparkling. If you don't look at both sides of the shore, everything is so beautiful and peaceful.

Lang Rui kept paying attention to the little raccoon, and seeing that she didn't make any substantial movements, he stayed with her silently.

The little raccoon doesn't look like a noble. In terms of sharing food, he is very unlike those nobles who are selfish and look down on their slaves.

To say that he is like a witch, it is actually even less so. A witch does not protect someone like Qiao Xin, but loves everyone. Yang Qingguang is more like a witch just because of the gentle fake smile on his face.

The little raccoon is more like those spoiled young masters in the city, confident and protective of their shortcomings.

Why would someone with such a noble status end up living in a place abandoned by the Beast God?

Qiao Xin was rummaging around at the edge of the forest. Lang Rui didn't participate in the adult orcs' hunting, but that didn't mean he didn't want to find food.

After observing that the little raccoon would not go into the dense forest, he transformed into a wolf and walked into the forest.

Of course, Qiao Xin noticed Lang Rui's disappearance and didn't care. A teenager who grew up in the world of orcs should not have an accident in a post-flood forest. Even if something happened, it would still be his fate.

Having a clear understanding of one's own abilities is the first way to survive.

This area should not have been visited by anyone before the flood. Qiao Xin found an edible rhizome without much effort. It was a bit like a yam. After scraping off the skin, it was smooth and stringy. Okay, it was also a little itchy. It was an enhanced version. Yam.

Qiao Xin dug quickly for a while, and after digging out ten yams, she buried five yams in the space, sat on the ground and sighed.

She doesn't know if she can survive. Without the cultivation of spiritual springs, she has never tried it.

When she first got this spiritual spring space, there was a small spiritual spring in the middle. She planted crops around it, and the crops grew quickly and well.

When will her wood power be restored, so that she can collect the power and pour it into the spring to see if she can re-energize the spiritual spring.

At the beginning, the space was only one square meter. As her powers grew and the more wood powers she collected, the spiritual spring space gradually expanded to hundreds of hectares now.

Now she only has land, no spiritual spring, and no supernatural powers. She can't even transform into an orc.

The road is long and blocked.

When Lang Rui came back carrying a black chicken-like animal, she saw the little raccoon looking at her little paws with a sigh.

The little paws were covered with mud, and there were several roots more than one meter long placed around them.

Lang Rui glanced around and found a large area of ​​such exposed roots.

"Do you still want to dig?"

Qiao Xin glanced at him and said nothing.

Lang Rui slightly raised the corners of his mouth, transformed into an animal shape, and dug into a root.

Qiao Xin was stunned when she saw the young man acting like a perpetual motion machine that never gets tired. After a while, the yams piled up into a small mountain.

It wasn't until the sun was about to go down and Qiao Xin was so hungry that her chest pressed against her back, she asked Lang Rui to stop, put most of the yams into the space, and let Lang Rui carry the rest. Hey, with her understanding of slave society, This is probably a system of exploitation and exploitation. All resources belong to the slave owners, and Yang Qing's performance today clearly wants to control everything.

As for why he showed so much respect to her, it was probably because he was frightened by the supplies she had provided to support more than fifty people for more than ten days, and he was a little afraid of the power behind her.

How long can Yang Qing tolerate her?

This pile of yams was the beginning of the temptation.