The elderly orcs sat under the sun and sewed pockets with wooden needles. When they heard the exclamation in the distance, they all narrowed their eyes and looked over there.

"The cubs are back to play with the stars."

"I'm going to call you the great witch."

"Sir Dawu is so good, since Master Wu received the blessing of the witch god, the life of our Dahe tribe is getting better and better."

“…”

Mu Xing here.

When the cubs realized that these "fires" would not be hot, they hula around again.

They looked at the little golden stars on the grass in amazement.

But that's enough to amaze the cubs' world.

Mu Xing asked them: "Do you want to learn?"

The cubs stared at him eagerly with round eyes.

Mu Xing discovered that the perception of witch power is the most acute in childhood.

The adult orcs in the tribe can hardly sense the existence of witch power.

In the more than 30 cubs of the tribe, under the guidance of Mu Xing, there are actually ten who can sense the existence of witch power.

Mu Xing has not yet found a way to cultivate the magic power, so he can only use the foolish method to forcefully condense the magic power around him, let the children feel it, and personally take them to participate in the Dahe tribe's building.

When the warriors who went out hunting came back, they heard the good news: the great witch said that he found ten children with "witch" talent.

This is enough to make the clan go wild.

You must know that a large tribe with thousands of people may only have one or two witches.

Many small tribes like the Dahe tribe are not even witches.

The concept of the orcs is very simple: the more people in the tribe with "witch" talent, the more the tribe is loved by the witch god.

This is great!

Dahe Tribe ushered in dozens of sunny days.

The warehouse was built a lot when the house was built and used to store some public property in the tribe.

Mu Xing asked the orcs to carry two bags of valleys to the stone mill that the clansmen had brought out in the past few days.

There is no threshing machine, so the rice husks can only be removed manually.

The orcs were amazed: "Does the fruit in this thing actually look like this?"

Mu Xing was in a good mood: "Let's eat rice at night!"

He personally led the tribe to tell them how to eat the rice. After washing it, put the rice into the large clay pot of the tribe, add water, cover it with a wooden lid, boil the water, and start to boil.

The fragrant herbs, this kind of grass has a salty and slightly spicy taste, and it tastes very good when rubbed on the meat slices.

The smell of grilled meat is familiar to them, but another fragrance they have never smelled…

The golden lion shrugged: "What does this smell like?"

Hua Yue had already transformed into a human form, almost jumped and rushed to the big pottery pot. He knew that this must be a new thing made by the big witch, and asked Mu Xing directly:

"Wizard, what is this?"

Slowly, a large pot of white and fragrant rice appeared in the eyes of the beasts, and the aroma of the rice became more and more intense.

Mu Xing looked at the faces of the orcs and found that some of them liked them, such as Huayue. Others, such as the Golden Lion, have a mediocre response.

He clapped his hands: "Go wash your hands, clean yourself up and come over for dinner."

The orcs cheered and went to the lower reaches of the river to wash their hands, obediently lining up with wooden bowls to serve "rice".

Mu Xing did not forget to remind: "It's very hot, eat it later."

Hua Yue couldn't wait, couldn't wait to scoop out a spoon with a wooden spoon and put it in her mouth, and she couldn't believe it while breathing in, "This is really what... is it a rice ear?"

It's not like he hasn't seen it before, it doesn't look like this at all, and it doesn't smell like this.

Mu Xing said: "Yes, you have to remove the shell and boil it with water to have this taste."

Hua Yue suddenly felt very troublesome, and also felt that Mu Xing was really powerful.

"Is such a complicated method also told to you by Lord Witch God?" He asked simply.

Mu Xing is not guilty at all: "Yes, Lord Wushen has taught me a lot of things, our tribe will get better and better in the future."

Orcs have varying degrees of acceptance of rice, but even if they don't like it, they can still eat it.

Not to mention, the orcs found this thing called rice very filling.

Then there is hot food to eat in winter.

There are also tribal sheepfolds. Now there are hundreds of sheep in it. You only need to cut grass to feed them every day, and you can eat fresh meat in winter.

The witch has opened up a large area for the orcs to raise some more birds.

This night, when every orc slept, they felt their full stomach and fell into a sweet dream.

In the dream, the road was blocked by heavy snow outside, and it was so cold that the claws would be frozen, but no one had to go out.

Everyone gathered in the largest house in the tribe, burning a roaring fire, on the fire, there were several large pottery pots with boiling broth...

When the orcs of the Dahe tribe were living their lives in full swing, Ming also successfully integrated into a tribe called Qingshan.

After he left the Dahe tribe, he walked all the way to the east, and he also passed by several small tribes.

Those small tribes are about the same size as the Dahe tribe, so Ming doesn't like them at all.

The Qingshan tribe he finally chose was a large tribe with several races combined, and there were nearly 10,000 orcs in the tribe.

The Qingshan tribe respects the strong, and the more than 10,000 orcs, except the cubs, are all young and strong clansmen.

The members of the Qingshan tribe will be exiled by the tribe once they become old and lose their fighting power.

Powerful, strong in combat, not burdened by old, weak, sick or disabled, Qingshan tribe is undoubtedly Ming's favorite mode.

After he joined the Qingshan tribe, with his fighting and hunting skills that surpassed this era for thousands of years, he quickly gained a high popularity, gained the trust of the patriarch, and had the right to speak in the tribe and a place.

The Qingshan tribe has a huge territory, occupying several large mountains and very fertile plains.

For example, the Dahe tribe, they already have the prototype of the hierarchy, and they already know how to raise livestock.

The patriarch is a grumpy black bear who is aggressive but lazy, and is content with the status quo when the tribe has enough food.

Ming's ambitions don't stop there.

He left the Dahe tribe and walked all the way, and he has traveled so far on the road, and he has encountered many tribes, none of which is comparable to the Qingshan tribe.

In his opinion, people should make a career in life.

In particular, since God let him cross into this world, there must be a reason.

Unfortunately, he didn't have enough power to speak. He persuaded the black bear patriarch several times, but the other party didn't listen to the persuasion, and was even impatient.

He can only temporarily suppress his ambition, keep a low profile, and accumulate power.

Looking at the feasting black bear, Ming snorted disdainfully: One day, he will replace this idiot and become the king of the Qingshan tribe.

Summer is over soon, and autumn is half over in the blink of an eye.

I learned from memory what Mu Xing was like in winter, and started to prepare the clan early.

Food is of course number one.

The orcs built a huge storage room underground, which stored dried meat. , and Mu Xing's very precious bags of rice.

The firewood of several large houses is neatly yarded, which is used for cooking and heating in winter.

The fodder to feed the sheep should also be prepared in advance, so as not to encounter heavy snow weather and the sheep without food to feed. Poultry and sheep pens have been repaired to shelter from the rain and wind.

I usually come back from hunting, and the fur of the prey is not thrown away, but all removed, washed and stored.

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The worst thing about the tribe is fur, and each tribe has it.

A lot of common heat-clearing and fire-removing herbs have also been collected, dried and stored for later use.

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The Orcs of the River Tribe have never been prepared for such a winter.

Now that Mu Xing arranged them one by one, they realized: Oh, it turns out that winter can be like this.

Even if winter has not yet come, they already know very well: this winter, they will no longer have to shiver in the cold wind, and they will no longer have to chew dry meat. Going into the mountains to find prey.

Think so.

The big cats who hated winter the most in the past started to look forward to her strangely.