In the Tissilan Mountains, the emerald green forests between the mountains are still so quiet. Red maple leaves fall from the high treetops in the breeze, swishing in the air and then falling into the water. The clear stream is also dyed red by the red leaves all over the mountains.

In the Maple Leaf Courtyard, the stone slabs are covered with weeds half a meter high, lush and green. Unfortunately, there are no herbivorous animals here, so they can only grow rampantly.

Should I raise an animal? The girl thought to herself. Accompanied by a breeze, Loran Hill landed again in this courtyard he had not been away from for a long time. Her light-colored short boots stepped on the stone slabs, and the green grass next to it scratched her calves, which felt a little itchy.

The stone slabs were covered with the appearance of rain, and a thin layer of mud and sand left behind wave-like traces after drying.

Walking across these stone slabs, Loran Hill arrived at the door of his house.

Just like in the past, the dome-shaped wooden house built with maple wood has a magical and mysterious feeling, just like the place where the witch lives in fairy tales.

Opening the lock on the door, Loran Hill walked in, then went into his bedroom and pushed open the window that had been closed for a long time to ventilate the room.

The girl picked up a small wooden bucket and drew a bucket of water from the stream. The stream water was clear and a little cold. After returning to the wooden house, she used a small whirlwind to roll up the clear water and wash every corner of the house.

After everything is cleaned, a breeze is used to circulate continuously to dry the moisture in the room. The air is filled with a fresh scent, and occasionally you can smell the fragrance of wood. The house and furniture are made of rare silver-grade red maple. I guess only the nobles can be so luxurious.

With a faint sound, the long-silent fireplace was ignited by hay and dead branches. Then the girl added a few more firewood, watched the orange-red flames burn, put on the ceramic kettle, and began to cook dinner for herself.

In the courtyard, the golden maple rice that was once planted has now grown into clusters. After harvesting, it is placed in clean ceramic jars and stored in the storage room inside the house.

Loran Hill walked into the room, scooped out most of the rice with a bowl, washed it and prepared to steam it into sweet rice.

Looking at the rice grains and white soup between her fingers, she suddenly recalled something she had seen as a child: a large, hand-cranked fan within a round wooden box, the wind creating a separation between the rice grains. The lighter husks were blown forward, falling into a funnel at the front and out of the box. Heavier, broken rice grains and debris were also blown to the center and dropped down. Only the fuller rice grains remained, caught in the airflow and falling along a predetermined path, flowing out of the funnel and into the woven basket outside.

When I was a child, I always thought this thing was magical, but I didn’t know what it was called. It was not until I looked up information online that I learned that its scientific name was rice hulling windmill.

Sitting on a small chair by the fireplace, Loran Hill slowly turned the grilled fish in his hand. He removed the scales and internal organs of the palm-wide fish, cleaned it, smeared it with salt, and then skewered it with thick wooden sticks and continued to grill it.

The flame burned quietly, and the fish body slowly turned brown. Loran Hill sprinkled some pepper and chili powder on it, and the aroma of food filled the air. At this time, the wooden lid of the pottery jar kept turning, and bursts of white steam came out of it. The rice was almost cooked.

[Grilled Fish and Orange Rice] (Rare Silver): High-quality extraordinary rice and oranges, paired with freshly grilled high-quality fish, just the right heat and seasoning, very delicious. It can supplement nutrition, improve physical fitness, and speed up cultivation. It is recommended to eat it immediately, as leaving it aside will cause its quality to deteriorate.

Looking at the message that popped up in the system, Loran Hill's eyelids twitched. Is this system trying to trick me into cooking?

But if I think about it carefully, it seems not bad. If I could eat food made from extraordinary materials every day in Hopeland, my cultivation speed would probably be much faster, and I would be able to advance faster at that time, and there would not be such a critical moment.

While I don't need external resources to build up my Demon Sequence, it still feels a bit slow to accumulate on my own (though it's actually quite fast compared to my peers). A great man once said it well: "Ten thousand years is too long, seize the day." Life is about radiating infinite brilliance within a limited time, so that there are no regrets.

Pick up the white and delicate fish meat and pair it with the soft rice. The slightly spicy and numb feeling of the fish meat and the light sweetness of the rice mix together and fill your mouth.

It’s delicious, Loran Hill thought, and a feeling of satisfaction and happiness emerged in his heart.

After dinner, she returned to her room, turned on the orange fruit night light, and began to write down some of her thoughts and summaries of her trip to the south.

At night, yellow lights stream through the windows of the cottage, making the courtyard under the starry sky particularly warm and soft.

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After defeating the West Wind Royal Family and conquering Solander, Clancy finally gained a foothold on the continent. Although many places in the country have not yet been pacified, other countries in the world have also begun to take this newly emerging country seriously, and began to focus on and care about the country's history, origin and demands.

The heroic performance of the Rabbit-Eared Tribe of the Tisilan Mountains on the battlefield suddenly broke the old impression people had of them for the past thousand years. Although many people abroad still did not believe it because they had not seen it with their own eyes, many people in Clansia had a good impression of them.

No matter what era, fighting side by side and living and dying together can always quickly bring people closer together. The Rabbit-Eared Tribe has won the recognition of the people of this country with their fearless charge and heroic battle, and they finally have a place in the coming new era.

A group of orcs who rarely appeared in public before, this group of rabbit-eared tribes began to frequently appear in major cities of Cransia. They brought abundant food and various fruits, and sold them at affordable prices everywhere, which greatly alleviated the famine after the war and calmed people's hearts.

People no longer despise and hate these orcs who are somewhat different from themselves. The rabbit-eared people can walk on the streets, buy things, eat in restaurants, and drink in bars like normal people, without being thrown out like before.

All men are created equal, but some are more equal than others.

Thanks to the abundant food provided by these rabbit-eared tribes, their business safety is also taken seriously by the domestic security team. If they suddenly disappear or get injured, someone will go to investigate and search for them. This kind of treatment is completely unavailable to other orcs, not even the fox-eared tribe who once lived a privileged life in the west wind.

This kind of respect and preference makes other orcs envious. When most orcs can only sell their physical labor to do rough work, this group of rabbit-eared people can easily enter and exit the upper class and be respected. They can choose more professions, such as computer in the Chamber of Commerce, clerk in the army, open their own shops, work as medical personnel, and even serve as nuns in the temple.

These things that they once dared not hope for have finally come true today. A kind of happiness and pride rising from the bottom of their hearts has begun to overflow in the hearts of every person in this ethnic group.