Chapter 90 The starting point of prosperity
Ken is the banner that Meng swore allegiance to.
Feilang King is the leader of this clan.
Their identities meet the requirements of witnesses, and at the same time, they also ensure the sacredness and solemnity of this ceremony.
The wolf howl opened the prelude to the battle.
The pain of eliminating the hunting made Meng and Lulang's blood boil. They tore each other in an instant, and the collision of claws and steel shocked the soldiers watching on the side.
Everyone remained silent, and their hearts were amazed.
Before becoming Heila, Meng was the spearman of the Dongjiaoge tribe.
His experience and strength are enough to deal with a difficult hunt.
He started to fight, then pulled rhythmically, and finally bullied each other to test each other's bottom line.
Meng used a sword to resist the claws.
The power of Lulang made his arm suddenly dull.
Ken watched the battle, and his feeling was right: wild beasts and mounts need a process of taming and recognition, just like what they did on the training ground.
Wolf riders must show enough ability and pass the test of courage before both sides can become close and become the most important partners.
[The wolves in the north are taller and more proud. The remaining hunting spirit of the Lu wolf has been transformed into wildness. It will become more fierce with the battle. ]
"Watch carefully."
Ken hugged his arms and said to the people behind him.
The soldiers straightened their backs and continued to immerse themselves in the fierce confrontation.
"It's more powerful and harder to bow, right?"
Ken asked with emotion, and the lungs of the Fei Wolf King roared, which was considered to be an acknowledgment of this sentence. On the grass not far away, the traces of their battle may not have completely disappeared.
Meng's slashing has been done with all his strength.
His head was swollen, and he didn't realize that this was a ritual. He roared fiercely, used the bone handle of the sword to resist the impact, and rolled over like a beast, and the blade cut the flesh without hesitation.
The wolf stayed where he was, baring his teeth, and dug the bloody ground with one claw.
Meng had just completed a fierce attack and was about to get up to observe the situation, but the black shadow had already killed him in front of him. In just one breath, the bone armor on his chest broke into strips...
The blood of man and wolf overlapped, but no one was afraid.
The sword attacked from bottom to top, and the sharp claws swung down at the head. The audience closed their eyes, but the scene of both sides being injured did not appear.
Everyone looked over...
Ken put [Dawn and Dusk] on his shoulder, used the axe as a horn shield, and pushed the wolf away from under his ribs.
His other hand grabbed Meng's wrist, like pinching a dejected Cangcuo snake, and gently pushed it out, and the sword flew away.
"That's enough."
Ken stopped the situation before it developed into a deadly fight.
Meng panted, his eyelids twitched, and he hadn't fully recovered yet. He looked forward-Lulang stood up from the snow, and his wounds were healing.
It shook its head, its hair fluffy, and it looked majestic.
"This wolf is mine, whether it lives or dies, it should be mine!"
At that moment, Ken saw Meng's determination, turned around, and also caught a glimpse of the eagerness in Lulang's eyes.
The beast roared and slowly walked towards the warrior in front of him.
Ken waved to the soldier, took and opened a square box, which only had the last bone whistle left, and it looked a little empty.
"Trust your companions, just like trusting your own knife."
He said.
Meng made a simple salute with a pious expression, stretched out his hands to take the bone whistle, and hung it around his neck. He once had a mount in the tribe, but the Hanu worm died in a surprise attack on a snowy night.
His hands were shaking, and he knelt down and put his forehead on the wolf's head.
"I ask for your power to open the eyes of the old gods and let the enemy die. If I die in the war, you will be free again."
Meng murmured the ancient teachings of the North.
Suddenly, the wolf felt his pain and anger - towards the Qibing apostles who attacked the village, and towards his own weakness.
It licked the blood from Meng's neck with its tongue with shallow thorns, and its fangs pressed against the artery, but it did not feel any trembling.
The ceremony was brief, but more sacred than any wolf rider had ever done.
Ken asked Meng to rest on the carriage frame, and Lulang walked along the shaft of the carriage. After the mutation, it was not only stronger, but also more familiar with human nature. Under the beast form, it was an independent and tenacious soul.
When the team entered the village gate, Meng had fallen asleep completely.
[Task: Starting Point of Prosperity]
[Progress: Completed]
Ken only had time to mention this long-completed task at this time.
The morning light illuminated the layers of stacked wood, and the base and blocks of the wall had been divided.
He could see residents pulling animal skins on the abandoned winter house, and the smoke from cooking food floated and spread in the back. It was Joan and the village women who were preparing lunch. Ice Eye and hunting brought enough food.
The number of residents increased dramatically, and many daily necessities had to be remade.
In the distance, someone was using the mold made by Arthur to press the container, the horsefly doctor improved the clay formula, and Burke drew a set of exquisite patterns. The final product was quite amazing.
"The soil in the north is very special. It feels cold and austere when you hold it in your hands."
Ken picked up one and looked at it carefully: this thing can be mass-produced, and the craftsmanship and materials are not high. If it is sold to the southern border countries, it should be able to make a small profit.
Money is not important, the key is to understand the business way.
[Task: Farmer]
[Progress: Completed]
Torobi was the first refugee to join Sandon Kaya.
His wife, Yates Sivi, was pregnant and it was not convenient for her to participate in the construction of the village, so Torobi worked very hard, which was considered to be his wife's effort.
"The soil turning project is basically completed."
The soldier who reported said so.
He wore a collarless lining and stood on the slope in the mud.
Before leaving, Ken marked the location of the cultivated land on the side of Sandon Kaya. The area was quite large and connected to the original berry field. The scale was fully able to meet the current needs.
"Of course, the food still needs to wait."
Torobi wiped off the sweat.
His dark face was filled with pride and happiness. He pointed to the [Waterwheel] that had just been set up in the distance and said:
"The seeds you brought back have been planted. The sedimentation stone is buried at the irrigation source. If there is blood or residue of monsters in the future, you can throw them into the pool. They will be converted into nutrients to promote the growth of crops, so that we can eat food as soon as possible."
[Specialty: Cropland]
[Effect: Harvest Increased by 12%]
Torobi's family has been studying farming in the wasteland of Palotusbi for generations. His talent was lit up, and all the crops he cared for grew well.
The warriors who assisted in the reclamation were dumping the beast blood collected on the road.
There were also some monster residues in the smelly and sticky liquid, and the reservoir was dyed crimson in an instant.
[Facility: Sedimentation Stone]
[Effect: Reduce the current crop growth time by 25%]
Ken swept across the fields and breathed in the fresh smell of the soil.
[Output: +4970 food/month]
"I will leave the land of Santonkaya to you. Please, the more people you feed, the fewer wars we will face."
Ken looked deeply at Torobi.
Every resource in the North is accompanied by plunder and protection. If you want to withstand the challenge and develop the village, you must have sufficient logistical support.
Torobi swallowed his saliva and felt how heavy the task assigned by Zhanjing was.