Traveling through the world of beasts: I lead the system to build an empire

The sky is clear today and the sun is bright but not scorching.

It's good weather for moving.

The tribe was unusually lively, with men everywhere busy moving things with packages on their backs.

There wasn't much that Su Mo's family needed to move.

That is, her various strange and weird things and Mu Yang’s precious books account for the majority.

The move was completed in just two trips.

Each area is a square with a side length of one kilometer. For some reason, Mu Yang seems to have a special liking for square shapes.

Over the past half month, the facilities in the three districts have been greatly improved.

The ground was paved with smooth stone slabs and drainage ditches were dug on both sides of the road.

A small square was built in the center of the third district for people to rest and play, and Mu Yang even transplanted many plants to create greenery.

A small trading market and a school are under construction and will be put into use soon.

The houses are arranged neatly.

Because the inside and outside are painted with anti-cold paint, the grayish-white color looks like a bare house.

But it's not bad to get used to it.

Su Mo's home is on the edge of District 3, facing the Qingquan River.

The riverside is shaded by willow trees, the water is clear, and several orcs are working hard. It looks quite peaceful and harmonious.

The yard is currently empty and nothing has been planted yet.

The glass was polished to a shine by the males, which made people feel good just by looking at it.

Females are more afraid of the cold, so a kang and several sets of heaters are built in the female room.

Su Mo's bedroom is the largest one.

However, with bookcases and desks placed there, and facilities such as indoor bathrooms and cloakrooms dividing the space, it does not appear empty.

The study has an entire wall of bookshelves.

There aren't many books now, so the place looks a bit empty, so Ling Han put some small things there as decoration.

There are many tables in the study, which makes it convenient for Su Mo to do different experiments.

It's more like a laboratory than a study.

The most basic facilities in the males' bedrooms are a straw nest, a small desk, a bookshelf, and a box for storing miscellaneous items.

On the original basis, changes will be made according to their division of labor.

The desk in Mu Yang's room is twice as big.

This was made to facilitate Mu Yang in drawing blueprints. There was also a large piece of animal skin on the wall, which was the tribal construction plan.

Ling Han’s bookshelf is very large.

Several account books have been put in place, recording the tribal personnel's summary of distribution, as well as data such as the warehouse's material reserves.

There is a simple sand table in Tinglang's room.

He marked the tribe and the surrounding terrain clearly, and he also had a small notebook that was specifically used to record patrol personnel and area divisions.

There was a large board erected on Mingfeng's wall.

It was marked with strange symbols that only he could understand, indicating the movement of all tribal orcs and stray beasts within a large area centered on the tribe.

Mu Yang's bedroom is at the end of the corridor.

Opposite the study, there are two windows, providing good lighting.

Although the glass is one-way and one cannot see what's inside from the outside, Su Mo still installed curtains on each window using thin animal skins.

All interior doors are wooden.

It was so thin that it couldn't block anything for males, but Su Mo felt that males' privacy still needed to be protected, so everyone just installed it.

Orcs are highly adaptable.

They quickly got used to these strange things that were no big deal to them.

With Ling Han's help, I tidied up the study.

Su Mo knocked on Mu Yang's door.

She lay beside Mu Yang's door, watching the big tiger pacing back and forth in the room in annoyance.

"What's going on here?"

Su Mo was puzzled.

I was obviously very happy just now.

Why is the tail drooping now?

"The house is built too solidly for me to dig a hole to hide the box."

When Su Mo saw the small wooden box on the desk, she knew it contained their hair.

That was Mu Yang's most precious thing.

"Wouldn't it be better to put it in the box?"

Su Mo walked in.

"How can you put it in a box? It's so unsafe."

Su Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's not like anyone will steal it."

Mu Yang naturally knew this.

To others, it was just a piece of hair, not worth risking one's life to steal.

"But I'm not worried."

The sunlight poured into the room through the half-closed curtains, and Mu Yang lay under the mottled light and shadow.

The big tiger is a bit vain and always washes himself to make him smell nice.

The tiger's fur is very fluffy.

His soft hair was coated with a layer of gold in the sunlight, shining and looking even smoother and softer.

Su Mo gently raised her hand and stroked her big cat tenderly.

A satisfied purr came out of Mu Yang's throat.

Extremely comfortable.

"Then how about we build a cabinet and hide it under the table, and put a small box specifically for the big tiger?"

Mu Yang turned over leisurely, revealing his soft belly for her to touch.

"Ok."

In fact, Mu Yang was still a little uneasy, but he couldn't just drill a hole in a good house, right?

The key is that it is too strong and cannot be opened.

Played with Mu Yang for a while again.

Ling Han knocked on the door, but just stood outside and didn't come in.

"time to eat."

"Just come."

Su Mo responded, patted Mu Yang on the back, and showed him the hair stuck on her palm.

Mu Yang was a little embarrassed.

He held his head with his big paws, "I don't want to either."

"Can I comb your hair tonight?" Su Mo smiled and patted the hair on her palm. "It will feel better if you comb it. It's almost the end of the season. If there are flying hairs all over the house, Ling Han will definitely be angry."

Su Mo's eyes sparkled.

Comb the big cat's hair.

It’s a super big one, and it lies there and lets you comb its hair obediently.

It makes me happy just thinking about it.

"it is good."

Mu Yang was also happy.

It is a recognized fact that males in the molting period are easily out of favor.

It turns out that not only was his little female not annoying, but she actually looked like she was...excited?

Mu Yang has become accustomed to Su Mo's different way of thinking.

He was also happy that Su Mo liked him (his fur).

Even when he was sitting at the dinner table, Mu Yang was still secretly happy about this.

Then he received the death stare from Tinglang.

Tinglang: Stare.

The big tiger was stared at and his hair stood on end.

"what?!"

Not caring whether he was angry or not, Tinglang turned his head and looked at Su Mo.

Tinglang: "I want one too."

Su Mo, who was poked inexplicably, was stunned for a moment, then she understood.

"Okay, comb them all."

Ming Feng also joined in the fun, his mouth was faster than his brain, "I want one too!"

He didn't react until he finished speaking.

He is a flying orc. Without his feathers, wouldn't he become a bald bird?

Su Mo was amused by Mingfeng's constipated expression and laughed out loud.

"If you don't have hair, you can't fly."

……

"I really want to pluck out all your useless hair!" Gong Yicheng angrily shouted at the dying lynx on the ground.

The look he gave She Jian was full of darkness and distortion, which made people shudder.

"Useless things."

Shejian tried to get up, but failed every time.

He wanted to speak, but his throat could only make a hoarse sound, and then he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing his miserable dying appearance, Gong Yicheng's anger subsided a lot.

He sat back on his throne and looked down at him.

"Two whole seasons and the artifact has not been found. You stray beasts are nothing but trash who can't even handle a toy."

Gong Yicheng's face was ferocious.

The system was lost and he could no longer maintain his pretended calmness.

He was increasingly unable to control the brutality in his heart, and during this period, he would kill and carry away orcs almost every day.

The entire temple was in panic, and the orcs dared not even breathe.

Thinking that the lynx in front of him was one of his few useful subordinates, Gong Yicheng forced himself to remain calm.

Taking a deep breath, he asked, "Did the Tiger Tribe send anyone?"

"We sent someone there the same day the artifact was stolen," She Jian recovered a little, his voice weak and hoarse, "It was Tian Jing who went there, he should be here by now."

"Ah."

Gong Yicheng closed his eyes slightly.

He leaned against the armrest of the throne, rubbing his aching head.

The orc who had served him had just been killed by him, and his body was now lying at the bottom of the stairs. He could only rub his temples to relieve the pain.

He had an impression of this Tian Jing.

He is She Jian's son. He is quite capable and quick-witted.

He is insidious and good at disguise and poisoning.

It's a capable one.

When he opened his eyes again, those red eyes were full of sinisterness.

"That bitch might go find that tiger. Tell your son to keep a close eye on it. If he sees her, kill her and take back the artifact."

"Ahem, I've already given the instructions, don't worry, God's messenger."

Gong Yicheng was annoyed and waved his hand impatiently, "Go away."

"Yes."

Shejian struggled to get up from the ground and walked out over the waiter's body.

The empty hall was eerily quiet. Gong Yicheng, who was sitting alone on the throne, felt the urge to kill again.

He couldn't control his urge to kill.

He was obsessed with the feeling that life was slipping away in his hands and he could control everything.

look around.

He killed all the waiters.

There is no one here.

He simply raised his hand and made a virtual grip in the air.

The orc's body instantly turned into a blood mist and scattered everywhere.

No bones remain.