Binding the Childbearing System: Traveling through the Beast World to Become a Beast God

Feng Ling came in with a piece of dried wood, and Bai Qiqi took out the drawings that he had prepared long ago and gave them to him, "How many can you make?"

"Fifty sticks will definitely be no problem." Feng Ling looked at the wood and said.

Bai Qiqi nodded. Fifty knitting needles were just enough for twenty-five people, and there were only about twenty females present.

Feng Ling stretched out his sharp claws and cut off sticks from the wood. After all the wood was cut into sticks, he sharpened one end of the stick.

Bai Qiqi looked at the work on the Feng Ling assembly line and couldn't stop nodding. He was really a good worker!

Feng Ling was busy all the time. He didn't dare to use too much force and had to control every bit of strength accurately.

The females only saw the wood chips flying everywhere where Feng Ling was sitting, and they had no idea what Chief You was doing with the long chopsticks.

"Sixty-five in total." Feng Ling patted the sawdust on his hands, stood up and stretched his wrists.

"A Ling's sharpening is really good!" Bai Qiqi gave him a thumbs up. She had been watching Feng Ling sharpening the needles and sticks, and the thickness of each needle was almost the same.

The sharpened needle bar cannot be used immediately. It needs to be polished smooth before use.

Bai Qiqi said to everyone, "If you want to knit a sweater, you can exchange your points for wool."

Sheshan has already given them points for thread twisting. As for how much they will exchange, it is up to them.

The females looked surprised and all ran towards Sheshan, not caring about the cold.

Sheshan was surrounded by a crowd of people and only one head could be seen.

Bai Qiqi used a stone to rub the surface of the needle stick. The first time she rubbed the needle stick thinner and thinner, and after grinding several needles, she finally controlled the strength.

Feng Ling saw that his mistress was busy and there was no way he could just stand aside and watch. He also took a stone to polish the surface of the needle stick.

The females held needles and knives in their hands and had a ball of wool on their legs. They watched Bai Qiqi's movements carefully, afraid of missing any details.

Bai Qiqi only taught them the simplest needlework technique, which took a whole afternoon.

The females' hand movements became more and more skillful, and gradually they were able to chat while knitting sweaters.

Knitting has also evolved into a favorite activity for females.

Feng Yu deliberately showed off his white sweater while standing guard, and walked up to Feng Kai and said proudly, "Akai, you should find a female master as soon as possible so that you can have a sweater to wear!"

Feng Kai stared at the entire tribe with sharp eyes, without giving Feng Yu any reaction.

"Are you still thinking about the tribe leader?" Feng Yu lowered his voice and said in an admonishing tone, "Don't think about things you shouldn't think about. There are many good females in the tribe."

Feng Kai turned his head and stared at him angrily.

Seeing that he was really angry, Feng Yu quickly said awkwardly, "I was wrong. I won't say it anymore. I won't say it anymore."

Feng Kai and I grew up together, and I was trying to persuade him with good intentions, but he was angry with me.

Feng Kai turned his head and watched the tribe's every move intently.

His heart was pounding and his palms were sweaty as he hung at his sides.

Apart from eating and sleeping, Zhang San only did one thing: squatting near Bai Qiqi's house.

There was a thick layer of snow on his head, and his eyes were fixed on Bai Qiqi's house. He seemed to be able to see the scene inside through the door.

A cold gaze fell on him. He turned around and saw that it was Feng Ling. He was annoyed, "What are you doing standing behind me quietly?"

"What are you doing here again?" Feng Ling's eyes swept across the snow above his head.

"What's it to you?" Zhang San stood up and raised his hand to brush off the snow on his head.

Feng Ling chuckled meaningfully, "Hehe, you are the Ah Qi whom I met a long time ago."

Zhang San stared at Feng Ling warily. Could it be that Feng Ling also recovered her memory? He tried hard to find clues in Feng Ling's eyes, and he saw determination in Feng Ling's eyes.

He pursed his lips and did not answer.

At this moment, most of Feng Ling's guesses have been verified. Zhang San is not an ordinary orc. To be precise, Zhang San may be an orc from a long, long time ago.

Zhang San turned around and walked away quietly.

Feng Ling didn't ask any further questions as it was not the right time yet.

"Brother, what were you talking about with Zhang San just now?" Feng Xu flew down and approached Feng Ling with a curious look in his eyes.

Feng Ling pushed Feng Xu's face which was so close to him and said, "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask." After that, he turned and walked towards the house.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask~Don't ask what you shouldn't ask~" Feng Xu pursed his lips, standing there shaking his head.

Xingye replied that he happened to see Feng Xu acting crazy, and said with a smile: "What are you doing crazy today?"

"What's it got to do with you!" Feng Xu straightened his head and proudly walked into the room that his brother had just entered.

Xingye rubbed his hands and followed Feng Xu's steps.

As soon as they entered the house, Feng Ling poured two bowls of warm water for them.

"How are the crops growing in the house?" Bai Qiqi sat on the stool with the book in her hand and asked Feng Xu.

"On the third day after the cabbage was sown, small seedlings popped up. The pumpkin bloomed quickly, and the sweet potato grew even faster..." Feng Xu recounted all the crops he had planted.

Bai Qiqi understood what Feng Xu wanted to express. He was happy that the crops were growing fast, but he also felt that there was something strange about it.

She nodded and said earnestly, "A Ling, you will accompany A Xu to take care of the crops in the next few days."

Because she had just asked the system why crops grew so fast, and the system's answer was 'I don't know'.

Natural disasters that break out in the world of beasts are very accidental. The rapid growth of crops this time has sounded the alarm for her again.

The Qiankun Clan has not made any contribution to the Sea Snake Tribe since they came to the tribe. It is time for them to make their contribution.

The tables in the square were filled with one-fifth less food than before.

When it was the Qiankun tribe's turn, there were only about 100 kilograms of meat and 300 kilograms of vegetables left.

"Why do we have so little food?" Hu San stretched out his hand and pointed angrily at the food on the table, staring at She Shan.

She Shan snorted and said unhappily, "Food is distributed according to the number of people working and the severity of the work. Don't you know how much work you have done?"

"The work we did in the past is the same as what we are doing today, so why is there less food today?" Yuan Wu pulled his long arms, looking like he was about to take action.

"You're asking such a question! The reason you were able to eat hundreds of kilograms of meat before was because the clan leader specifically ordered it.

The tribe doesn't have any extra food now, and of course we won't give you any more food!

If you have the guts, go find the clan leader! I'm not afraid of you going! I won't make a decision until it's absolutely necessary, and I will be responsible for my own decision! "Sheshan finally let out the dissatisfaction he had been holding back for a long time, and his heart felt much better.

Two months ago.

"You have thirty male orcs working today, digging a total of two acres of land. You should get ninety kilograms of meat and one hundred and thirty kilograms of vegetables." Sheshan read the words recorded in the notebook.