Chapter 112 will get better and better.
Chapter 112 will get better and better.
The clan chief, Zhan, and an old man stood on a low hill and saw Bai Ling's family surrounded by a large group of clansmen.
The old man smiled and said, "Zhan, Ling is very popular among the people of the tribe."
Chief Zhan nodded: "Yes, the people of the tribe all like him very much."
The old man's smile deepened: "Since Ling regained his senses, he has brought many changes to the clan, and these changes have allowed the clan members to live a better life."
"Throughout the entire winter, not only in our tribe, but also in the neighboring tribes, no elderly people, children, or infants died from the cold or hunger. This is a great achievement for all the tribes."
“Ling also taught them how to ‘plant.’ He said that once they learned how to ‘plant,’ they would never go hungry again. I believe what Ling said is true.”
Zhan continued, "Of course it's true. You saw that the people from other tribes completely believed it and diligently followed Bai Ling to learn the 'seed'."
The old man chuckled again and asked, "Zhan, what do you think of Ling?"
Zhan thought for a long time, until the clansmen surrounding Bai Ling began to escort his family toward the low mountain, before he said, "She is a very popular clansman."
When he said this, Zhan Yi's usually serious face softened. His whole face relaxed, and he no longer looked serious and solemn, but rather as loving as an elder who loves his juniors the most.
“Ling is great. I wasn’t as good as him when I was his age.”
"I believe that with Ling around, our tribe will get better and better."
Zhan raised his gaze to the distant mountains, plains, rivers, and forests, then slowly turned his gaze back to the fields in the tribe where cassava had just been planted.
Because he was too far away, he couldn't see clearly what the field was made of, but he knew that tiny sprouts were growing there. After a while, those tiny sprouts would turn green, and the green would stretch out in a continuous expanse. That green would change the lives of the tribesmen, and even the lives of the entire orc race.
*
Bai Ling's family didn't eat with the tribe members. His uncle was about to have a baby, and his uncle's father had come from the Hongyan tribe. Now, Bai Ling's family was having a private meal with his uncle Lin's family.
Yue was with them, of course.
Bai Ling's uncle and Qu's father were both middle-aged beastmen. When they saw Bai Ling and the others return, Qu's father put down what he was doing and said with a smile, "You're all back. Dinner is ready. Wash your hands and eat."
Lin didn't wash her hands first, but walked up to her partner and asked him something with gentle eyes. Qu's face was also gentle. He said something, and his smile became even wider.
Bai Ling and Yue washed their hands together. Qu's father and father brought out the meat soup and cassava cakes they had prepared. Lin took his partner's hand and walked to sit on the rock. He then set out the bowls and chopsticks for his partner before sitting down himself.
During the meal, the conversation naturally turned to the house. Everyone was curious about how the house would be built, but Bai Ling just smiled mysteriously and said, "You'll find out when the time comes."
In this orc world where tools are scarce, building a house is a huge undertaking, and Bai Ling also wants to leave room for her family's imagination so that they will know what the house looks like once it is completed.
While eating, Lin said, "Ling, once your house is finished, can you go to the Red Rock Tribe? I want to build a house too." He looked at his partner with a tender gaze that could almost melt your heart. "I also want my partner and cub to live in a spacious and bright house."
That's how orcs are. Once they have a mate and cubs, they want to give them all the good things. Lin was no exception. He also wanted his mate and cubs to live in a spacious, bright, and warm house.
The Red Rock Tribe is built on a red rock. The orcs of this tribe live in dug-out caves. Because the caves are dug, they are usually not very large, and the caves are also quite damp. If there were a warm and spacious house to live in, Lin would definitely build one.
Bai Ling agreed without hesitation: "Sure, Uncle. The most important thing about building a house is choosing a good foundation. Every tribe is different. I can teach you how to build a house, but choosing a foundation is not something that can be explained in a few words. We still need to conduct an on-site inspection. When I have time, I will visit the surrounding tribes and help everyone choose a foundation."
This is a good opportunity to walk around the surrounding tribes and see if we can find anything useful.
Even Qu's father and father were filled with gratitude. They thanked Bai Ling repeatedly and kept urging him to eat more, making Bai Ling feel a little embarrassed.
*
The weather warmed up suddenly, and the plants seemed to revive overnight. Bai Ling got up early to check on the clan's fields and found that less than half of the cassava plants had survived.
This is not surprising, because Bai Ling led people to plant cassava before the weather had fully warmed up, in order to teach the orcs from other tribes how to farm. A few days ago, the weather suddenly turned cold, and some of the cassava plants that had survived were frozen to death.
The weather has warmed up now, and we can plant cassava in a few more days.
At that time, the orcs of the Snow Mountain Tribe could also leave.
The Snow Mountain Tribe is located at a high altitude, and the temperature rises slowly. It takes about six days to return from the High Tree Tribe to the Snow Mountain Tribe. If it is any later, the cassava leaves will have fully grown, and it will be too late to get back to the Snow Mountain Tribe at that time.
The journey is too long, and it gets colder as they get closer to the snow mountain tribe. Bai Ling is afraid that it won't be enough to bring back just these white cassava stems.
Bai Ling came up with a method: first, stuff the basket with dry grass, then cut off the cassava stems, tie them up, and put them in the basket. Fill the gaps in the basket with dry grass, and then cover the top with a thick layer of dry grass. Travel day and night to shorten the time on the road. In this way, the journey will only take less than three days, and the cassava stems should not be a problem.
The shaman arranged it this way: two orcs would form a group, and the two would take turns transforming into their animal forms to travel, so that they could return to the snow mountain tribe faster.
To make their journey faster, the High Tree Tribe also dispatched ten orcs. These ten orcs were all large orcs and skilled hunters. They would travel together with most of the orcs from the Snow Mountain Tribe.
As for the remaining orcs of the Snow Mountain Tribe, they will travel with the shaman.
The shaman was old, and even if he sat on the back of his tribesmen and didn't have to run, he couldn't stand the constant travel day and night.
Before leaving, the shaman gave Bai Ling a large bone: "Ling, this is a token of each generation of shamans in the tribe. As long as the Snow Mountain Tribe still exists, you or your descendants will be honored guests when you take this bone to the Snow Mountain Tribe."
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