Wolf King

The vegetable fields that were originally located in the south of the tribe and opened up at the same time as the first batch of farmland in the delta, the earliest half-meter-wide circular soil irrigation canal, the four water storage ponds, and the large tracts of farmland in the delta across the river have all disappeared. no trace.

The grass-roots patriarch and Ali patriarch who came back from the monosodium glutamate factory stood knee-deep in the stagnant water, facing the empty turbid water, one by one with ugly faces.

Needless to say, the grassroots patriarch, patriarch Li has sweated in this hot land since he came to the Ministry of Fire and Flame. At this moment, the two of them couldn't tell where the field they had sweated was at all—the flood flooded the original land. The vegetable field is connected with the river not far away, the delta further away, the canal, the fruit forest, and the whole swamp. When you look up, you can only see a large expanse of endless sewage.

With a tenacious personality like a grassroots patriarch, water gradually seeped out of his round tiger eyes.

Patriarch Ali looked a little dazed, and suddenly turned around and walked back. He was a little away from the motionless grassroots patriarch before he let out a small humming sound in his throat, and quickly held back it.

"Ah Li." The grassroots patriarch suddenly turned his head.

"Why do you have such good ears!" Patriarch Li became anxious, "Shouldn't you pretend not to hear at a time like this!"

"..." The grassroots patriarch's tears were suppressed by this guy.

After a day and a night of impact, the flood leveled off, and it was not just the two patriarchs who came out to check the damage.

Balk didn't step on the muddy water, he floated in the low air about two meters above the ground, and flew slowly and hesitantly towards the south of the vegetable field, in the direction of the former site of Balk's flour mill, his eyes were very blank , very at a loss.

Alston flapped his little wings and flew beside him. He couldn't bear to see Balke so lost, and persuaded in a low voice: "At least the machines are saved, son... besides, your flour mill is old. The mud bricks used to build the workshop are badly fired—could we build new ones~!"

Oston was right. The buildings of the four factories were indeed old. In addition, the level of firing cement bricks and building technology at that time were relatively inferior, and the brick walls had seen water seepage during heavy rains ( After all, the factory building is relatively large, and the error in construction will be larger than that of the house).

The factory cannot be kept, but the machines must be kept. Evelyn hurried back to Ananas to borrow a space bracelet from the Presbyterian Church, plus the space ring donated by Auston and his son, two days before the flood came. The machines of the four factories have been transferred away.

"Even if it's old, it's still my factory!" Balk roared angrily, and a wind vortex appeared on the soles of his feet, and he flew towards the former site of the mill.

The Dragon Clan's sense of direction is not bad. Although the flour mill disappeared into the boundless Zeguo like the earliest cement factories, brick factories, and woolen mills built in the same batch, Balk still accurately flew over the flour mill.

The stagnant water in this area is still about three meters deep, and under the turbid water surface, only the broken walls and ruins left by the washed-out factory buildings can be vaguely seen.

Balk was stunned for a while, before the old dragon could catch up, he seized the time to secretly wipe the sweat from his eyes...

He is a male dragon who can supply millions of mouthfuls of staple food a year, how can he admit defeat!

The old dragon who flew over flappingly didn't see his son crying, but knew that his son was not feeling well, so he flattered him and said, "Otherwise, I will give you my flour mill, son, my flour mill is better than mine." New, the tiled roof of the workshop is complete!"

Balk gave the old dragon a disgusted look, but he didn't growl, turned around, and flew towards the tribe without saying a word.

When the factory was first built, due to the shortage of manpower and technical limitations, it was impossible to repair the sewer system outside the tribe, so it was built near the swamp for the convenience of sewage discharge; Oston caught up with the good time, and the tribe laid underground drainage pipeline firing technology Mature, able to build the factory in the former industrial area whose terrain is not lower than the tribe, and escaped the catastrophe.

Patriarch Huoyan walked out of the tribe alone. He walked towards the small canal to the southwest, took two steps, stopped once, walked three more steps, stopped once, his old-fashioned square face was tense, and he didn't look like he was at the meeting. What's the difference.

The nearest point between the tribe and the small canal is about 1200 meters away, and the height difference is about five meters, and the height of five meters is the life and death line between safety and destruction.

Patriarch Huoyan walked slowly, looking around slowly.The wheat fields closer to the tribe have been devastated by the heavy rain for several days, and there are large areas of lodging, which is not considered to be a failure.

The farther you are from the tribe, the more miserable the wheat field is. After walking about 300 meters, the originally neat field no longer looks like it used to.

Patriarch Huoyan stopped. In front of him, on the edge of the broken field ridge, squatted a man who didn't even notice that his ass was soaked in sewage.

"Clan Chief Huoyan." The emaciated Dashui turned his head, called out casually, and turned his head away again.

Patriarch Huoyan walked forward silently, stood beside Dashui, and firmly—although it looked more dull—looked at the large field that disappeared.

The distance between the original river and the canal was more than 800 meters. Now, the river and the canal have become one piece, and it is difficult to distinguish each other.

The river water is no longer as clear as it used to be, with countless debris such as silt, grass leaves, broken wood, grass tendrils, etc., and occasionally the corpses of wild animals can be seen in the tumbling waves.

Da Shui squatted, Huo Yan patriarch stood, and the two of them just stared at the flowing dirty water for a long, long time in silence.

"Seven years ago... Yu brought the grassroots tribe to our Huoyan tribe, and we only opened up a small field." The Huoyan patriarch said, "At that time, there were no small canals, no triangular land, no cement factory... We worked very hard from morning to night that year, and we didn't even have time to spare when it snowed, we were busy looking for fertilizers for the next year... until the Grassroots Tribe came to join our Fire Department as a family, what we had , only the land under your feet."

"Later, we built river dams, dug canals, dug canals, built ponds, and built waterwheels... Only then did we have triangular land and more farmland."

"You were a shy young man at that time. Ayun said that your name conflicted with Ayue's brother A Shui, so he changed your name to Dashui. You were reluctant, but Ayun called you Dashui several times. I had no choice but to accept it.”

"Ayun arranged for you to join the work team, you and Lan Guo worked together, and you drove out of the triangle..."

"Four years ago, you wanted to grow beets on the sandy land, but it didn't work out, but it wasn't because you didn't do it well, but because the summer here in the tribe wasn't long enough, and the beets didn't grow long enough, so they couldn't grow enough sugar, so Ayun decided to take the beets. Go to the Snake Vine Valley to plant..."

Patriarch Huoyan knelt down slowly and put his arms around Dashui's shoulders: "At that time, Ayun asked you if you wanted to go to Shevine Valley with Languo to plant beets, and you said you wanted to stay in the tribe... Later Ayun told me, Dashui is a person who attaches great importance to his homeland. If Dashui recognizes that some place is his "root" and his homeland, he will do his best for his homeland, although he will not say anything nice on the surface. But he will fight harder than everyone..."

Da Shui shrank his shoulders, covered his face with his hands, and lowered his head, water drops seeped from his fingers.

Patriarch Huoyan stared straight ahead, didn't look at him, still turned his face, and said slowly in his characteristic slow tone: "Our people are much more than before, our life is better than before, and we still have enough for us to eat. Even if this flood washes away nearly half of our fields, it’s just a matter of starting all over again... re-cultivating our fields, re-digging canals, and re-building our homes.”

Da Shui covered his face and listened quietly for a long time before he let out a dull "hmm".

Patriarch Huoyan showed a smile on his old-fashioned square face, and patted Dashui's shoulder lightly.

Limited by intelligence and ability, Patriarch Huoyan cannot stand alone like the patriarchs Grassroots, Ali, and Arthur, but within the tribe, Patriarch Huoyan can still be respected. The reason is that Patriarch Huoyan has a heart worthy of the position of "patriarch", and his tolerance His gentle demeanor will not be concealed by his stupidity.

Patriarch Huoyan never minded that the sudden rise of the cub, Ayun, used various means to take away his power—no matter how stupid and cute a person is, he will be extremely shrewd about the power in his hands, even if he is fooled for a while, how many years have passed, I have already reacted.

Patriarch Huoyan never minded that tribes of the same race and other tribes joined one after another, and patriarchs appeared in his world one after another.

Patriarch Huoyan believed that what Xiao Yun did was right for the tribe, so even if he was limited by his abilities and could not understand it, he would support Xiao Yun in his own way, and would never delay Xiao Yun because of conservatism, prejudice, lack of vision, etc. Cloud's hind legs.

He knows that he is slow and not smart enough, and he always needs to spend several times the time of others to struggle to understand certain actions of Xiao Yun, so he never speaks or expresses his position easily, and puts the greatest energy into what he can understand, things that can also be done.

When Dahe made a choice, he silently observed the Huoyan patriarch who had been watching everyone for several years, and saw that Dashui was the saddest one, whose attitude of opposition was not as obvious as others at that time, so he pondered several days in advance, what should he do? To comfort and encourage the great waters.

Patriarch Huoyan always spares no effort in what he thinks he can do.

"lost heavily."

Evelyn drove the flying bird around in the air, landed on the Tribal Square, smiled wryly and shook her head at the snowflakes, green grass, and red leaves waiting for her.

"Sure enough." Xuehua moaned feebly, her shoulders slumped, "What should I do when Ah Yun comes back...how can I explain to Ah Yun?"

"In the past few years, there has been more and more rain every year. Ayun said earlier that floods will happen sooner or later. We are careful enough to not lose people in the floods, which is already very good... When we lived in the central part, when Which tribe will die in the flood?" Hong Ye, who rushed back to help with the dwarves from the hilly new area, rubbed her forehead with a headache, and had to brace herself to comfort the chief financial officer of the tribe.

"That's right, it's good that not one person was washed away by such a large amount of water this time, and the important machines and food were saved." Qingcao also said.

The Snake Department is relatively far away from the source of water, and next to the Snake Department is the lowest natural flood channel, the Grand Canyon, which is not threatened by the flood, but the slippery (er) Snake Family can't help much in the transportation... So The grass came back by itself.

"Speaking of which, did Languo move in time?" Hongye greeted the group of people to go back to the activity room to rest. Ayun was not there, so staying where he lived would make people feel more at ease.

"The beet planting base only needs to transfer the agricultural machinery. When I came back with the space bracelet, Languo and the others had already taken refuge in our forest. It's just..." Evelyn smiled bitterly again, "All the beets are gone."

Xuehua raised her hand to her forehead, and groaned weakly again.No one knew better than her, the chief financial steward of the tribe, how much Xiao Yun attached importance to the sugar beet planting base. Although the natural disaster was not her fault, it inevitably made her feel ashamed to see Xiao Yun.

Back in the activity room, several people immediately discussed how to remedy the damage caused by the flood.

The tribe doesn't have to worry about survival supplies. It's no problem to store [-] mouths of food (groups with political appeals must have the awareness of combat food storage, let alone the Huoyan Department led by Xiao Yun). There is still time to rebuild the four factories after the water recedes, and the foundation of the Huoyan Department cannot be shaken.

However, as the saying goes, a big family has a big business, and there are many things to do-the engineering brigade of more than 3000 people is still outside!Every month, we have to arrange manpower to transport a large amount of supplies, which is the focus of Xuehua's anxiety~!

"Fortunately, the Qiuling New District will not be affected too much. If the steel products are not delivered in time next month, it will be miserable." After a long time of painful calculation, Xue Hua collapsed on the chair.

Qingcao frowned and thought about it for a long time, and always felt that something was wrong: "Our field has been destroyed by [-]%, and the alfalfa is fine. If we replant another crop, we can't cut off the forage, but other... Vermicelli sauce and soy sauce must be reduced by at least half. Will the money we earn this year be enough for the engineering team next year?"

Xue Hua raised her hand and waved it, and said forcefully, "Ah Yun has left a crisis reserve fund, and if his income shrinks this year, he can still withstand it."

"..." Qingcao looked at Hongye on the left, and Evelyn on the right.

So except for me, you all guessed that Ayun kept his cards, right...

"Green grass, the most important thing is the sugar beet." Xuehua struggled to sit upright, "Next year, Ayun will need a lot of sugar. Our planting base will completely destroy this year's production, and the sugar produced next year will definitely not be enough for Ayun. Can you Can't the snake department plant more beets next year?"

"Eh? Is this necessary?" Qing Cao was surprised.

"Yes, if it wasn't inconvenient to put the cat clan farm too far away from the tribe, Ayun had already planned to let the cat clan grow sugar beets." Xuehua immediately said, "Ayun said that the coastline is actually very suitable for everyone. To grow sugar beets, it's just that we don't have the conditions to do so right now."

Hongye has been busy managing the Qiuling New Area for the past few years, and her relationship with Xiao Yun is not as close as that of the housekeeper, Xue Hua, but she has always supported Xiao Yun, and she immediately helped to persuade Qingcao: "The cat tribe supplies the sweet potatoes and the snake department. It is warmer than here, more suitable for growing sugar beets, and the economic value of sugar beets is indeed higher than that of sweet potatoes."

"Alright." Qingcao nodded, "Then I'll have a meeting with the elders of the Snake Clan when I get back."

Qingcao herself didn't feel how domineering her words were at all, as if it wasn't surprising that she could influence the planting direction of the snake department... and the other three people present didn't think there was anything wrong with her words at all.

The reason for this weird phenomenon is that after several years of operation, it is completely impossible for the Snake Department to break away from the Fire Department... cough cough!

"Even if this is still not enough... Hey, let's do it for now." Xue Hua thought about it again, shook her head painfully, put this problem aside for the time being, and discussed with Evelyn about going to school in the second half of this year and tomorrow. The supply of vermicelli for half a year.

In the past few years, Anas has made a lot of money just by pouring soy sauce, vinegar, and vermicelli. Elder Mei Li, who is far more kind than Gwendolyn, has no money alone. Let others "spread rain and dew"; if the flood hadn't come too urgently, Evelyn would have gone back to borrow a space bracelet, and it would be no problem to borrow hundreds of elf warriors to help with disaster relief~!

Qingcao impatiently listened to these business stories, and took Hongye out to find patriarch Huoyan. Just as she went out, she bumped into Dahe, Caogen, and Patriarch Ali.

"Eh? Aren't you at the Cat Clan Farm? The water has receded?" Green Grass & Red Leaf were surprised.

Dahe was wet all over, and he didn't know whether it was water or sweat. He wiped the top of his eyes with the back of his hand casually, and said, "It's still submerged. I think of something important. Ask the snow elves to take care of some farms for us. return."

As he spoke, he motioned for the green grass and red leaves to retreat into the house, and then pulled the grass root patriarch and Ali patriarch into the door, and closed the door behind him.

"What are you doing so mysteriously?" the grassroots patriarch wondered.

Dahe took off his shirt and wiped his face indiscriminately, nodded to Evelyn, took up a chair with his ass, and swept everyone around solemnly: "Five days ago, that is, before the No. [-] Cat Clan Farm was washed away by water. One day, a small team of snow elves came to our place to report, saying that the elf king thought that there was going to be a flood and asked us to prepare to move. It happened that the farm was short of manpower, so I left them behind."

The grass root patriarch and Hongye were still relatively calm, the Ali patriarch was expressionless, and the corners of Xuehua and Qingcao's mouths twitched... They came to report at this time, just... the child was about to be buried, so they borrowed the nanny.

Evelyn was painless and pained.

She knew that a snow elf general arrived in Queen's City to remind Ananas who opened the port to pay attention to safety (in fact, the elf port is safer than the snake department, after all, the elf king has never been to the southwest coast in person), but the snow elf The elf general passed through the portal, and he arrived a long time ago...

Da He said again: "At first I thought the snow elves came to inform us specially, but later I heard that Lieutenant Dana said that the elf king also sent someone to notify the tauren, and the team that notified the tauren was more than the team that came to look for us. Several teams."

Hongye's expression changed, Snow Elf Dana?Why does it feel so familiar?

"So?" Qingcao frowned, "Don't imitate Ayun, just finish it all at once!"

Dahe laughed evilly: "Stupid Qingcao, you still can't hear it? The tauren don't live here, and the nearest Hor tribe is hundreds of kilometers away from us!"

Qingcao took a deep breath and was about to hit someone.

Da He hurriedly said: "The Elf King believes that this time the river of the earth will not only flood the upper reaches, nor will only our area be flooded."

"We lived in the central part when Ayun's mother was still there, and there was a flood, right? I remember that the scale of the flood was much smaller than what we encountered this time, and only washed away some lambs. , not a single horned ox was lost, and the stagnant water in our residence didn't even flood the tent."

"But this time, we lost enough soybeans to last for a while. We have been tight for a long time, and the cat tribe next door lost a lot of people."

Evelyn's eyelids twitched and she gasped.

Hongye & Grassroots patriarch has distorted facial features, crooked mouth and slanted eyes, as if he is in a complicated mood and doesn't know how to express it.

Patriarch Ali's eyes lit up, and he slapped the table: "Yes, this is an opportunity!"

Qingcao had already stood up and rolled up her sleeves to beat up Dahe violently, but seeing everyone's expressions were different, she immediately felt guilty: "Uh... am I the only one who didn't understand?"

Xue Hua's face was deep... Qingcao, the pig, said everything by herself, and she couldn't do anything if she wanted to help her respect.

Dahe and Qingcao grew up together, so naturally they would not laugh at Fa Xiao for lowering the lower limit of IQ, and explained honestly: "The last time Maomao and the others went to collect the cat clan, they brought a lot of food and the tauren helped them. There are more than a dozen cat tribes back. After all, the cat tribe is not willing to take the risk of relocation when life is still going on, but what if it is after the trouble?"

"The floods in the central region will not be more serious than ours, but the tribes in the central region absolutely do not have our ability to resist risks. Even if our houses are washed away by the water and the fields are destroyed, the food reserves are enough for us to survive the winter and even Eat it for the whole year next year."

After a pause, Dahe said with emotion: "Think about us in the past. If we encountered a disaster ten times smaller than this time, and we only lost tents, beans, and pastures for grazing cattle and sheep, would we still be able to survive?" A clan survives the winter without dying?"

Now, Qingcao completely understood.

So her expression was the same as that of Hongye & Grassroots before, with uncontrollably crooked mouth and squinting eyes...

"So, let's go to the central part before winter?" Patriarch Ali said energetically.

"No, send someone there immediately after the water recedes and finish cleaning up." Dahe said with a serious expression, "If Ayun comes back and finds that we are just fighting the disaster in a dull manner, he must be angry, and he will definitely find ways to lash out at everyone. It will be published so that no one can see it, and everyone will suffer together. But if we think of turning the crisis into an opportunity and boldly implement it while fighting the disaster, then he has no position to vent his anger on others. In the second half of the year and next year, everyone life will be much better.”

Snow werewolves: "..."

Evelyn: "..."

So, is this the golden rule that you have realized from Ayun (teacher)'s idle time...

But no matter how painful everyone felt, they had to admit that there was nothing wrong with Dahe's words—Ayun really did a lot of things like tossing people with a smile on his face!

So that night, the grassroots patriarch called the managers of the tribe and held a meeting.

The next day, Hongye divided the dwarves brought out from the hilly new area into two batches, a group of 500 people, and lent them to the No. [-] cat family farm and sugar beet planting base for post-disaster cleanup...

A few days later, when various agricultural production teams stepped up to disinfect and kill insect eggs in the cleared fields, and rushed to plant alfalfa vegetables and other crops, a hundred-man team composed of snow werewolves and big cats rushed to the central part with food...

Although both the Snowwolves and the Cats were tormented by the flood, none of them had the idea of ​​abandoning the southwest region and moving to the central region for development.

The reason is still the problem of water—it is true that once there is a flood, the southwest region will suffer, but compared with the central region, it is true that the southwest region has more abundant water resources.

Agriculture is inseparable from abundant water resources, and it is necessary to continue to expand agricultural production to incubate the Huoyan Ministry of Industry. Naturally, it cannot do without the southwest region.The ancient Chinese suffered from the flooding of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, but the Mesopotamia is still the most densely populated area, which is the reason.