Drowning Bo, this is the easternmost part of the Death Swamp. The reason why the beasts are called drowning Bo is because they use swaths here. Many unknown grasses are natural traps. Orcs without experience in swamp life cannot survive here, because if you take a wrong step, you will fall into the swamp and be swallowed by the fundamentally dark quagmire. △Pinto Novel, x. This is the place where the most orcs drowned, so it is called drowning Bo.

Although this place is not a death swamp, the aquatic plants and vegetation here are affected by the death swamp. The plants here are all plants that like to grow in places with water. For a long time, the wasteland on the Pai Plateau is only suitable for the growth of weeds, and the entire wasteland looks extremely desolate. However, on the Pai Plateau, the only places in the Death swamp and Yelian Mountain are not actually desolate. Many orc tribes who like to live comfortably choose to live on the edge of the Death swamp. If there is no corpse disaster here, it will be a very livable place because there is no shortage of food here.

After nearly half a month of hunting by members of the Wind Chaser Adventure Group, the entire drowning Bo finally could not see a wandering swamp zombie. Occasionally, the temptation at night became the souls of the dead under the arrow of Veru. He became more and more experienced and more skillful. The demon hunter, Viru, began to become familiar with the breath of the death sickle. For him, those ghosts were all prey under his bow. After his hunting day and night, the entire drowning swamp zombie had retreated to the edge of the death swamp.

When we came over with a large group of people from the Raitu tribe, the entire drowning swamp was quiet. Occasionally, we could see the headless swamp zombies that were lying in the swamp. The bodies were gradually rotting. However, the orc supervisors in the team gradually developed a habit. No matter where they went, they saw the falling swamp zombies on the ground. They were ordered to pick them up and carry them together. When they were camping at night, they set up a large iron pot to pour all the swamp zombies collected during the day into the iron pot to refine corpses.

The reason why orc supervisors are so keen on refining corpse tincture oil is because Kuz promised that every barrel of corpse tincture oil is refined, orc supervisors will receive a silver coin. Recently, Tia has been boasting about the prosperity of Gurudin at the orc supervisors, and said that as long as you have money, there will never be any danger of starving to death there. A silver glaze can be exchanged for so much black bread. The answer given by Tia is twenty-five black bread as big as a face.

So during this journey, the gray dwarf slaves became very hard again, and they always had to prepare for carrying zombies.

Almost all the orcs in the Raitu tribe knew how to avoid the traps hidden under the grass. The beast girls familiar with it took us to walk through a swamp. I lay on the back of the Agui Beast and asked Grile beside me: "Are you all soaked swamps here? Is your tribe built in the swamp?"

Perhaps because she was about to get home, Gerile even started to hum a song from the orc tribe beside me, and her wheat-colored face was smiling sweetly. She looked up at me and said, "Our home is in the valley not too far ahead. When we enter the two hills, there is a relatively high place. It is very dry and there will be no water accumulation even in the rainy season in the summer. We have lived there until we are captured by zombies!"

Gerile pointed at the gray area between two giant mounds in the distance. I looked in the direction of her finger. It was a circular valley. The surroundings of the valley were nothing more than a huge mound that could barely be called the mountain. This huge mound looked from a high place. It looked like a "concave".

The Raitu tribe has been built on the southern slope of the most central area of ​​the word "concave". Here we can avoid the cold north wind in winter, and there is no worry about flooding on the slopes. It is indeed a very livable place. Our team slowly walked into the Raitu tribe, and you can vaguely see the tribe's broken wooden walls. The logs on the walls are tilted to the sides. The colorful flags have turned into strips of ragged cloth, covered with mud and water, and the colors have faded so that they cannot see their original colors.

Most of the cross-bowls on the wall have been broken, and the two giant wooden doors at the tribe's gate have been trampled to pieces. At this time, the broken wood has been deeply embedded in the loess road. If Gerile had not told me that the wood was originally the gate of the Raitu tribe, I would never have thought that these logs that looked like they were deliberately laid under the roadbed, but they were originally two huge wooden doors.

The Wind Chaser Team was walking in the front, and they would explore the valley again. They didn't know where the swamp zombies went. It seemed that overnight, all the swamp zombies suddenly disappeared. The entire broken tribe was filled with death, with white bones and some broken bricks and tiles scattered everywhere. After repeated looting by swamp zombies, the square wooden houses built with stone wood had almost collapsed.

The beast women warriors of the Raitu tribe walked into their original home again, feeling heavy. In recent days, they have collectively remained silent for the first time in the past few days. Just as the team entered the ruins of the Raitu tribe, the beast women spontaneously organized themselves and began to clean up the messy streets, carefully picked up the corpses that had turned into bones, put them together to find a piece of leather to wrap them.

Some beast warriors and children walked into the tribe. Seeing this miserable and depressed tribe, they couldn't help but burst into tears. The sadness buried in their hearts broke out without warning at this moment. The home had been completely damaged, and almost all the buildings were damaged. The roofs of many stone houses collapsed, and the wooden houses were as if they were stomped by the ancient giant beast Bemon. It is hard to imagine how the hardwood pillars of the two were broken. It is probably because of the swamp zombies who drove out the orcs of the Raitu tribe.

In order to drive the orcs out of the swamp, they actually learned to demolish the houses where the orcs lived. The solid pillars that supported the ceiling seemed to have been broken by the zombies.

In the orc tribe, houses are of great significance to orcs, and for orcs, building a house is a big deal. Generally speaking, it is difficult for orcs to build a decent house in their lifetime. On the Pai Plateau, those huge woods that are sufficient for the years are getting less and less. Building a house requires a lot of logs. If you want to get some main beams and pillars, you may have to go to the deep mountains to find them, but the huge woods in the deep mountains are difficult to transport.

The houses in the werewolf tribe of the Orcs have solid stone foundations, and these stones also need to be dug in the distant mountains. In order to build a decent house, some young orcs sometimes carry dry food. They enter the mountains alone and stay for several months.

Finally, after gathering enough wood and stone, we also have to gather enough meat and food to entertain other orcs in the tribe that helps build houses. Usually, if anyone in the tribe builds a house, other orcs will come to help and will not receive any reward. However, one thing is that the owner of the house has to provide the orcs who help build houses for free. Not only should they have enough food, but they also have meat to see in the morning and evening.

So it was very difficult for the orcs to build a house. Gerile also squatted at the door of her house with a sad face, looking at the collapsed and broken walls of the house with tears on his face. It was a three-bedroom stone-based wooden house with the entire roof collapsed, but the stone-based foundation seemed to be intact. However, the main beam and column were broken.

Kuz stood behind Gerile, bent down and patted her back. He comforted her softly in her ear, "Don't be sad, we can build better houses in the future. When we drive the zombies here completely back to the death swamp, I will take everyone to the depths of Yelian Mountain to log wood and go to Shitou Mountain to quarry. Before autumn comes, we will definitely build these houses again!"

Gerile's eyes were red, and he wiped the tears from his eyes with a little embarrassed, and ran away with his big braid.

Kuz didn't seem to understand why, as he was talking, Gerile didn't even care about crying, so he ran away in panic. This cheerful orc girl rarely had such embarrassment, so he turned to ask for help, looked at me with a gaze. I blinked my eyes and said to him: "You will attend the coming-of-age ceremony in more than a month. Maybe you should marry your wife soon after the coming-of-age ceremony. Is she a little too late to wait for this? Or do you say that you will build a house together until autumn?"

Kuz couldn't hear my joke, and thought about it seriously for a long time, then raised his head and said uncertainly: "It must be shy!"

The view of love for the beast tribe is very simple. Looking for a spouse to reproduce the next generation is probably the instinct of survival. Or poor orcs cannot say that they have any view of love. As long as the beast tribe is hardworking and dares to follow other people in the tribe to hunt in the wasteland, they will always gain something when they return. A few skins or a large bag of jerky meat will be exchanged for an orc wife. Such a beast girl may not be so beautiful, but she can definitely give birth to a child for the orc.

The life of the werewolf nobles of the Beast Clan is simpler. As long as you wave your hands gently, a large number of beast girls will willingly sacrifice themselves.

I always think that beast girls like Gerile should be like the moon, hanging high in the night sky, and countless werewolfs of the beast are willing to act as stars around her, pursuing her, and admiring her. Every night, orcs will write some love poems and send some small gifts to her, and she should be held in her hand and cared for her.

However, in the Raitu tribe, there were almost no male orcs except those orc supervisors and some old orcs, so Grile could not feel these. In order to get Kuz's little bit of favor, he would sing happily around Kuz like a lark every day.

Seeing Kuz's careless look, I couldn't help but advise Kuz: "You should be better for Gerile in the future!"

At this time, Kuz always scratched his head and smiled at me. Sometimes I can’t understand the relationship between Kuz and I. I even think we are a pair of twin brothers. Without saying what he thinks, I know that he also understands what I think.

Until now, Kuz and I began to feel secretly grateful that it was wise to be able to buy so many gray dwarf slaves from the mining farm. As long as the gray dwarfs could have two full meals every day, they were like a group of mules, working hard, even if they occasionally ate two boiled potatoes, they would have no complaints.

Almost all the heavy cleaning work was completed by more than a thousand gray dwarf slaves. After collecting the surrounding areas of the Raitu tribe, the Wind Chaser Team confirmed that there were no traces of swamp zombies here, so they began to expand their hunting target to the edge of the Death Swamp. Every day, Viru took Sister Guoguo and others out to hunt zombies.

They even made a large sledge with discarded wood. Several sledge sheep were dragging the sledge and ran in the swamp, and they rode the Gubolai horses behind. Every evening, they would come back from the edge of the Death Swamp in the afterglow of the sunset. Each time the sledge was filled with ordinary swamp zombies, and of course some swamp corpses were also there.

Velu brought these swamp zombies back to refine corpses and tinder oil for us. Now the second batch of oil barrels are almost full.

The owner of the mining farm, Hosens, was rushing to make oil barrels day and night. The blacksmith workshop in the mining farm was already running at full capacity. Last time he was delivering potatoes, he also gave him some corpse slags from swamp zombies. Those smart orc supervisors of the mining farm put the corpse slags soaked in corpse oil into bags. The arms and thighs of swamp zombies are more convenient to store and ship, so they will collect them bit by bit, and brought them to the owner of the Hosens from last time they returned to the mining farm.

It is precisely because of these fuels with higher ignition temperatures that the blacksmith workshop in the mining farm has started again. It is now very difficult to transport wood from Yelian Mountain. The animals in the mining farm have been eaten by hungry orcs. Without those big animals, it is difficult for Hosenth to transport wood from the deep mountains. It is the corpse slag soaked in corpse oil that restores the blacksmith workshop in the mining farm.

The message brought by Hosens will personally escort a batch of new oil barrels in a few days and will drown in person.

I guess this werewolf owner with a keen eye and a lively mind must have had a new idea. That's why he rushed over to discuss with Kuz. Maybe it was the next order for oil barrels, maybe it was the oil stove sample that had been made. Maybe it was he who wanted to discuss with us to buy some corpse slag, or maybe it was to buy some more potatoes.

The beast-female warrior of the Raitu tribe dropped his short spear and shield in the past few days. He dug the ground potatoes in the swamp behind the valley. The swamp was very fertile. When you walk in, you can see the vines covered with heart-shaped leaves in the ground. The withered and crispy ground potato branches and leaves will reveal large pieces of black mud below, and the connected potatoes grow in these sticky black mud.

This silt is not like the red soil of the windmill hills. It can be easily dug out of the soil with a hoe or a shovel. The black silt is very soft and sticky and cannot be dug at all. These beastly warriors used to be in the Raitu tribe, and they would have to collect enough ground potatoes for winter every autumn, so they are very experienced in picking ground potatoes.

For me, this black silt swamp is deadly enough. I don’t know how deep the soft black silt is. After I stepped in, the soft silt will slowly wrap my legs from my feet. The more I panic I struggled, the faster I fell into it. Of course, even if I stood still, my body was sinking constantly. This is the so-called terrifying edge of the death swamp.

But these muds happen to be the best growing environment for ground potatoes. There are a large number of ground potatoes in these black mud.

Later, Gerile unraveled my confusion. The beast girls of the Raitu tribe who were freely traveling like loaches in the mud. Before entering the swamp, their bodies would be coated with a layer of slippery and sticky vine juice, so they would turn into slippery loaches. In addition, any linen, wool, silk, and leather clothing would hinder their physical flexibility. Therefore, the beast girls covered in black mud were covered with black mud. With their powerful waist and legs, they swung differently in the swamp mud, and could even break free from the black mud. They could carry out some potatoes from the mud and swim up.

This kind of work can only be done by young beast girls with well-proportioned figures. Their body flexibility, flexibility and physical fitness are at their peak. Only such beast girls can maintain sufficient physical strength in the mud. Otherwise, once some beast girls barely enter the mud, cramp or exhaust their physical strength and cannot swim, no one can save her. In the mud, they cannot even make a sound, and can only quietly sink to the bottom of the mud.

So the old orcs are waiting on the shore. Every time a beast girl turns out from the mud, she will quickly take the potatoes and put them in a basin to wash the mud. They will also silently remember the number of times the beast girls in the mud. Whenever a beast girl has reached enough times and she does not feel that she has reached the limit of physical fitness, the old orcs will remind them to climb on the edge of the swamp mud, eat some dried meat, drink some water and rest.

The collected potatoes will soon be transported away by the orc children of the Raitu tribe.

The entire process of making vermicelli is kept secret even for Viru and the orc supervisors. Only the beast girls of the Raitu tribe initially mastered this secret. When making vermicelli, they often stayed away from the camp and were carried out in the curtains. The ground potatoes were ground into slurry, and the filter residue precipitated, and the sediments were called starch. These starch slurries leaked from the mesh of the funnel and fell into the boiling water to form vermicelli. After the vermicelli was dried, they could be stored for a long time.

This is the new secret of the Itu tribe. In order to protect this secret, every beast girl from the Raitu tribe who participated in the production of vermicelli has been strictly selected, and they also swear to the beast god that they will never reveal this secret. This production process will also become a means of making a living for the Raitu tribe in the future.

I still hid in the tent every day and drew as many magic scrolls as possible. I never thought that there was so much magic ink that Qige left me. I only used half of it, and the magic parchment I brought over had been consumed.

These days, a large amount of vermicelli was slowly made, dried, and waited for a few days to take them to Gurudin and sell them to Master Leipas to fulfill our promise.

The ruins in the Raitu tribe were cleaned up by gray dwarf slaves. This matter requires waiting for Kuz's order. Someone needs to go to the depths of Yelian Mountain to cut firewood to rebuild these wooden houses. However, there are more monsters and ferocious beasts in Yelian Mountain. Now that the drowning moor has just stabilized, Kuz dares to send people to the depths of Yelian Mountain to die.
Chapter completed!