Survival of Prehistoric Widows [Farming] - Chapter 85

After the New Year, the cold season, no, according to the new calendar should be called winter has also come to an end.

The orcs began to prepare for spring ploughing, and Lu Yan also began another work handover.

After the busiest period of spring plowing, he and Jiao will embark on the road to the altar tribe. Many things and development plans of the Hongmu tribe must be explained patiently.

At the end of the winter, the spirits were a lot better, and I no longer looked like I couldn’t wake up every day like I did at the beginning.

Listening to Lu Ming’s explanation of his plans one by one, Teng felt helpless as he remembered: “When do I want to hand over the leadership position.”

According to the age among the orcs, Teng should retire at this age.

But that was based on the previous situation of pure hunting and extremely high casualties. According to Lu Er’s vision, the present Tengchunqiu is in its heyday, and with rich experience, it is the best age to be a leader.

Without the crisis of survival, the lifespan of the orcs can be greatly extended, and Teng is still far from the leisure time for the grandchildren.

“Father, do it hard. It’s estimated that it will take a few more years.”

Teng shook his head and laughed: “In a few years, Mang will be able to take over as the leader.”

“Then let Mang take a good workout.”

“I still want to pass the position of leader to the corner.” Teng sighed, still feeling a pity. After all, the horns are so good, and the feelings have been extremely deep for so many years. Just putting the horns back to the altar tribe made him a little unwilling.

When the corner came over, he just heard this sentence, and said casually: “Then I will bet here.”

Although the battle is much weaker than him, but now he can bear the role of war in the Redwood tribe.

Zhan who followed was speechless: “Brother, is there you who sell your brother like this?”

Teng Shi laughed: “No, Zhan will go back with you, and I can do it myself.”

The job that Jiao wants to hand over is actually okay. He has been specially trained before, and there is no problem; it is just that some of the more advanced special training and patrol concepts and methods from the altar tribe are not a matter of overnight.

He thought for a while, and suddenly he remembered someone: “Then keep Gu.”

The snow leopard hasn’t played any important value so far, so just leave it as a guide.

Able to come out with Zhan to find him, he should be considered a relatively powerful orc in the altar tribe.

Zhan quickly agreed: “Yes!”

If you don’t leave Gu, maybe he will be left behind!

In this way, Snow Leopard was happily arranged without knowing it.

He was silly when Zhan came to inform him: “What? I stay?”

“Well, you don’t have any sub-beast in our tribe anyway.” Zhan patted him on the shoulder, “Work hard, maybe you can find a sub-beast in the Redwood tribe.”

Gu really moved his heart for a moment–the Asian beasts of the Redwood tribe didn’t know if they had been nurtured by Lu Er for a long time, and they all had a special temperament on them, even in the altar tribe.

He did not speak, but the old priest put forward a strong objection: “If you go back, who am I riding?”

Do you want him to walk back step by step with his old bones?

“If you have a car, don’t worry.”

The old priest thought of the stable and wide carts of the Redwood tribe, and closed his voice with satisfaction, but he still murmured: “I hope that when the time comes, the cart will be able to stabilize the focus.”

In addition to the handover of work, Lu Er also made a rough one-year plan for the tribe-including farming in agriculture, trade with other tribes, etc., and suggested that Teng will continue to recruit wandering orcs.

Now their agriculture has entered a state of steady development, and food is in a state of surplus. The biggest bottleneck to the rapid development of the Shackles Redwood Tribe is that their numbers are too low.

“Also pay more attention to the agriculture of other tribes.” Lu Er also said, “If everyone is rich, we can develop better.”

Teng nodded: “Don’t worry.”

“And the farmland of Jiao and I…” Lu Yan was a little embarrassed when it came to this, “let it to other people.”

Because he and Jiao both experimented on the edge of God’s Punishment Wasteland in the second half of last year, and the family’s farmland was arranged for them by Teng.

After Lu Er came back to harvest the food, he took a large part to thank the orcs who helped him grow the land, but no one was willing to take it.

“If it weren’t for Green Ears to teach us to farm, we are starving to death now, it would be nothing to do some work for you!” The last orc refused without hesitation, simply, “I don’t have any special skills, so I have great strength. How can this life compare to what you taught us?”

The beasts’ knowledge of the gratitude made Lu Er feel warm, but he couldn’t let these simple beasts work for him in vain.

Anyway, the Redwood Tribe will continue to expand its scale. It is better to lease the land, and Lu Er will only collect a small amount of land rent at that time.

Teng thought for a while, and nodded: “Okay.”

He didn’t quite understand what Lu Er was entangled with, but since he was there, he would definitely not let Lu Er suffer.

“One more thing… we are in the sub-tribe at the old site.” Lu Er emphatically reminded Teng, “We regularly deliver our food and vegetables to the other side, and then bring back the copper mine; usually communicate with the other side, and you can go to the headquarters. Take a loss here, don’t let the other side suffer.”

The redwood tribe’s sub-tribe model is also the first in the orc world, and Lu Yan is very worried that there will be a discord between the two sides.

The land and environment on the old site are not as good as they are now. Some problems arise because of comparison.

Although Horn promised him, most of the orcs would not care about this difference-even if it was divided into tribes, it was much better than the average small tribe, and all the orcs who could be absorbed by them could not survive. People who are grateful will never be jealous and jealous.

Teng Hejiao was actually a point of view, but Lu Er was so cautious and cautious. Teng thought that Hefen tribe is also a family, and it doesn’t matter if he pays more here, so he agreed.

Seeing that Lu Wei still has something to say, Teng felt that his child was nagging for the first time, and sighed: “You should worry about your journey and the possibility of going to the altar tribe.”

After all, there is the number one tribe in the mainland, and the existence of serving gods doesn’t know what to do with them.

“If the altar tribe doesn’t like you, you will come back and we will always stand by your side.” Thinking of the possibility, Teng touched Lu Er’s head distressedly.

Lu Er nodded helplessly: “Don’t worry.”

He went to the altar tribe to discuss the matter of counterattack and punishment of the wasteland, and he did not settle there.

The journey to the altar tribe is too far, they can’t walk too fast with the cubs, and they have to discuss a lot of things when they get there, and it will be a long time before they come back next time.

The Redwood Tribe is a civilized tribe developed by Lu Yan exhausted his efforts. Now that he has been separated for so long, it is almost impossible to exchange information during this period. How can he not worry?

But… this time I go to the altar tribe, should I meet Jiao’s father and Mu’s father?

Thinking of seeing his partner’s elders, Lu Yan still felt a little nervous in his heart.

Lu Er asked specially when he went to bed at night: “Jiao, what are your father and Mu’s like?”

Horn hugged Lu Wei from behind, rubbing his head against his shoulder, and after hearing this question, he thought for a while: “Well… Father’s personality should be similar to the one on the surface.”

“A war on the surface?”

“Well, it looks impatient and arrogant.” The corner rubbed his chin, “Father Mu’s temperament… is more irritable, but on the surface it is very concealed, and only shows it in front of the family.”

To be precise, only in front of my father…

Jiao still remembers many times when Mu’s father quarreled with his father, scratching his father’s face, and his father could only refute unconvincedly while hiding, and then he caused Mu’s father to be more aggressive.

He and Zhan were still a little trembling at the beginning, but later he got used to it more often, so he grabbed the meat and toys together.

Lu Er endured Ren, but hesitated: “Will they not like me?”

He had never thought before that he would care if others liked him, let alone a stranger he had never met.

But that is his partner’s close relatives, if they don’t like him, the horns in the middle will definitely be embarrassing.

Jiao didn’t worry about this at all, but Lu Yan cared about him so much, and it still made him feel sweet.

He pulled Lu Er over, held Lu Er in his arms face to face, kissed him, and confidently said: “Don’t worry, they will like you.”

“why?”

“because I like you.”

Lu Wei was stunned for a moment before he couldn’t help but laugh: “You guy…”

The strange thing was that it was such a utterly illogical word that calmed Lu Er’s feelings of anxiety.

The look in Lu Er’s eyebrows and eyes became much calmer, and he kissed Lu Er again and lowered his voice: “It’s better to think about ourselves.”

“Ok?”

The horns tightened a bit, allowing Lu Yan to clearly feel the changes in his body, and his voice was slightly bewildering: “I have eaten rootless grass…”

…

On a sunny spring day, Lu Wen lighted up two large carts and embarked on the road to the altar tribe.

The departure this time was a long time, and Lu Er, an orc with a family, didn’t take it, so as not to worry about the family.

In addition to Lu Yan and the three cubs, the old priest, the war and the Horn brothers, there is also an eagle orc named “Falcon” and an old acquaintance.

As far as combat power is concerned, horns and wars are enough, and an orc in charge of aerial security is enough.

As for the truth, it was completely thrown out by his father Jun-“You should also go out to meet the world, the altar tribe is so big, you should also study hard, and come back to continue building our redwood tribe.”

In fact, he was very comfortable with the farming life of the Hongmu tribe, but he couldn’t hold back his father, so he was wronged and set off as Lu Er’s entourage.

On the day Lu Er left, all the Redwood tribes went to send Lu Er away, and everyone was reluctant to give up.

Looking at Lu Er with eager eyes: “Lu Er, will you come back?”

Lu Lin touched his head: “Of course.”

“However, the Asian beasts who used to be partners with other tribes orcs have never returned.” Li muttered, “not to mention that the altar tribe is so far away.”

The altar tribe is still so rich…Although they can understand that Lu Yan really stayed in a better tribe, they still feel reluctant.

“Don’t worry, I will be back.” Lu Yan looked around and made a serious promise, “Everyone must live a good life.”

Lu Wei waved goodbye to everyone and left the Redwood tribe. Everyone saw that Lu Er’s carriage had disappeared, and then returned to the tribe with a sense of sorrow.

Teng missed his child the most, even if he knew that Lu Jin was there to protect him and to do business, he still couldn’t do much.

The next day new things attracted the attention. Li shouted loudly in the tribe: “Purple pupil is back!”