The process of building roads was extremely difficult. The slaves worked hard under the whip to seek a chance to survive.

The cutting progress on the first day was extremely slow. After a whole day, the road less than five meters was cleared, and the sawed stumps had not been dug out. According to this progress, Wang Lang probably wouldn't have to repair the road in less than half a year.

In the evening, Wang Lang summoned all the leaders of this stronghold.

"The progress is too slow now. We must speed up tomorrow. You must force those slaves to work. For those who are disobedient, they will be arrested and executed." Wang Lang said coldly.

"Don't worry, there is no problem with these slaves being handed over to us. If they are still so slow tomorrow, let them know how powerful we are." The bark smiled.

Wang Lang nodded and said, "I will stay here for another five or six days, and I will leave it to you next. Nothing will happen."

"Are you going back so soon?" asked the bark in confusion.

"Well, there are other things in the tribe waiting for me to deal with. There are those slaves in the road construction matter. As long as there is no big mess, it is useless for me to stay here." Wang Lang said slowly.

"I understand, I will take good care of the place." The bark said solemnly.

Early the next morning, the slaves were driven out of their sleep and were driven out of the camp like animals, lined up to collect tools for work from the soldiers.

The archers were holding the bows and arrows and staring at these slaves who were working with caution. As long as there was any sign of escape, they would be ruthlessly shot and killed.

Two slaves pulled a big saw with great force, but their long-term malnutrition made them extremely weak. The intense physical labor made one of the slaves feel dizzy and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, a soldier walked over with a whip and beat the slave who was lying on the ground, but after a while, he found that the slave had no response.

The soldier squatted down and looked into his breath, frowned, and shouted to his other companions: "Come and clean up this thing."

Soon, two soldiers ran over from a distance, carried the dead slave and threw it into the digging pit aside. At this time, three corpses were already lying in the pit.

After throwing the corpse, a soldier looked at the corpse in the pit with a look of bad luck and complained: "These guys are really useless. They will die so soon. If they die all, we will have to do this job!"

"No, I hope these useless things can live longer, and it is best to die after finishing their work!" Another soldier agreed.

"Oh, let's go! Stay here and smell the stinky smell, which makes me almost vomit." The soldier spitted on the ground and turned around and left here.

The punishment was increased, and the progress of work was accelerated a lot. The slaves were frightened to death when they looked at the unlucky people who were dropped on the tree. These people were beaten and hung up because they were a little slower, and they seemed to be unable to survive.

Under the threat of death, the slaves did not dare to delay at all, and used all their strength to complete the orders of these hateful supervisors.

Five days later, the forest had been cleared out a simple road of more than 50 meters. After seeing that the people here had already entered the formal state, Wang Lang brought more than a dozen soldiers back to the tribe.

Back at the tribe, Lin Huo reported on Wang Lang's progress in the road construction. Wang Lang was quite satisfied with the speed of the construction and did not ask whether there was any death of slaves.

Most of the soldiers were sent out to be supervisors, and only a small number of soldiers and some old and weak were left in the huge tribe.

The task of growing hemp falls on these old and weak.

The cultivation of hemp does not require intensive cultivation like corn, nor does it require yield. As long as it can grow, it will be considered successful.

After the old people burned a piece of land for cultivation, they sprinkled the seeds in the ground casually, and then walked up and stepped on these tiny seeds into the soil to complete the task.

Everything in the tribe is developing in a good direction. Wang Lang, who has settled down, is preparing to go east to see the falling meteorite.

There may be extremely people who are in the iron meteorite. After Wang Lang explained to the tribe everything, he led ten soldiers to drive two deer cars and a bed crossbow toward the location where the meteorite fell.

The fully armed team walked in the wilderness without fear. After the baptism of the battle, these surviving men turned into real soldiers.

The rolling wheels squeaked, leaving deep marks along the way.

After walking east for two days, I finally arrived at the impact location.

Looking at the impact craters of all sizes on the ground, Wang Lang suddenly felt that he was extremely lucky.

If these meteorites were closer, I would have died now and could not die anymore.

"Chief, are these stones from the stars in the sky?" a soldier asked curiously.

Wang Lang nodded and said, "That's right, these are the stars in the sky."

When the soldiers heard this, they looked curiously like they looked in the sky, but it was daytime and they could not see the stars at all. They looked down at the black stones in the middle of the round pits, which could not be associated with the bright stars in the sky. All this made them feel that the world was so mysterious.

Wang Lang jumped into a shallow pit, came to the meteorite where the pit was loyal, and observed it carefully for a while.

Without a magnet, it was impossible to determine whether this black stone was iron or not. However, when he touched the small particles on the meteorite, although he could not determine whether this was iron or not, he was very sure that this was some kind of metal.

Wang Lang climbed up from this pit and checked other meteorites. Finally, he found that these meteorites were all the same stone, just fragments after they were broken.

"Put these small stones into the car, and don't worry about the half-man-high one." Wang Lang ordered the soldiers.

Upon hearing this, the soldiers jumped into the pit. Although these meteorites were not too big, they were not light at all. A stone as big as a head would require two soldiers to lift it up.

Although Wang Lang wanted to get the big meteorite half a human tall, he knew that it was an impossible task with the existing transportation conditions. Although he was jealous, he had to choose to give up.

After a while, the two deer carts were loaded with seven or eight black stones.

The heavy weight makes the wheels sink into the soil and it's harder.

It was much more difficult when I returned than when I came. Julu struggled to pull the heavy vehicle forward, and the soldiers also pushed the wheels hard behind the vehicle.

Regardless of whether these meteorites are iron or not, Wang Lang thinks it is worth it to come this time, and as long as it is metal, it must have its own purpose.
Chapter completed!