Jin Shu was nothing more than a 'white moonlight' whose spiritual power was destroyed in a cultivation novel. The men who once loved and protected her became infatuated with a junior sister...
Chapter 635 The Fallen Female Beast King (49)
After speaking, Mu Feng looked calmly at Mu Shan.
"Brother, I know you can't accept this right now. How about this, you get on your horse first, and I'll take you to see the new territory."
"Make your decision after you've read it all."
Mu Shan turned to leave, but Mu Feng grabbed his arm.
Then the two brothers rode on the same horse.
Sensing that Mu Shan wasn't struggling or resisting much, Mu Feng smiled.
“Brother, you’ve been busy outside all this time. I know you’re working hard to provide food for the clan for a year.”
But from now on you won't have to work so hard anymore. Look, this is a new pasture. There are now nearly a hundred livestock sheds here, with specially trained herders responsible for feeding the cattle, sheep, and pigs inside...
From then on, food was no longer a problem for us.
This area is a planting area. Jin Shu said that although we are carnivorous beastmen, eating some grains is also good for our health.
So what's grown here is the improved grain from Jin Shu, it's called... what's it called again... oh right, corn and wheat.
These ingredients, when ground into powder, make incredibly delicious noodles! And they're very filling.
As he spoke, Mu Feng led Mu Shan to a large wheat field.
There were still people working in the fields at that time.
"Jin Shu wrote a book called the Crop Planting Manual. She said that the bird tribe is a natural farming expert. Once they master farming techniques, the bird tribe will never go hungry again!"
"The bird people followed us, and they didn't starve to death!"
"You wouldn't even know you starved to death. Last winter, many members of the bird tribe died. If it weren't for Jin Shu helping them, their numbers would probably be only half of what they used to be."
So brother, you can't blame the bird tribe for siding with Jin Shu; they simply chose a path that would allow them to live a better life.
Mu Shan pursed his lips and remained silent.
Mu Feng didn't force him to face reality, but instead continued riding forward.
Sitting on horseback, Mu Shan couldn't help but look at the reins in Mu Feng's hand.
He rubbed his hands together, then turned his head away and simply stopped looking.
"How much food can such a small place produce? Do you think you can feed such a large group of bird people with just this little bit of food?"
"Brother, you don't understand. This is called an experimental field. Jin Shu said that as long as this field can grow grain in the end, in less than three years, all kinds of grains will be planted in every place on the entire Beast Continent where crops can be grown!"
We plant grains in spring and summer, we can harvest them in autumn, and in winter we can eat the food we have worked hard for for most of the year.
Then no one will starve to death!
Listening to Mu Feng's long-winded explanation, Mu Shan, who could never have imagined it, still gave a skeptical sneer.
"She says she can just plant them? Which part of the Beast World continent hasn't been occupied?"
"Jin Shu said that our Eagle King Clan is the base of her experiments. As long as we succeed, other races on the Beast World Continent will follow suit."
Because nobody wants to be worse off, nobody wants to go hungry, even the powerful carnivorous orcs can starve to death in large numbers.
But as long as I follow Jin Shu, this situation will never happen.
"You've gone mad! I think she's more like a witch!"
Mu Feng knew he couldn't accept it right away, so he led him forward.
The spirited horse beneath him was incredibly obedient and docile. Its broad back and tall body gave Mu Shan the first time he could clearly feel the sensation of galloping freely on land.
"Let me ride for a while!"
"Brother, you can't ride a horse yet. You need to practice. You can ride after you've practiced."
"What's there to practice? It's just pulling a rope! I can do it, let me do it!"
Seeing his stubbornness, Mu Feng could only sigh and then jump off his horse.
"Then you can hold on tight, but don't pull the horse too hard, or it will struggle."
"I see!"
Mu Shan just thought he was being long-winded. What couldn't he do well since he was a child? Did he need a little brat to point fingers at him?
After taking control of the reins, Mu Shan's eyes revealed an enthusiasm that he had only shown in his childhood; he hadn't felt this eagerness in a long time.
The horse beneath him sensed the change in its master and began to pace restlessly.
Mu Shan wanted it to run, just like when he first saw Mu Feng riding it, so he imitated Mu Feng's actions and grabbed the reins, then whipped the horse's rump.
The next second, the once obedient and docile horse suddenly started kicking wildly with all four hooves, its head frantically fighting against the reins in Mu Shan's hand, and its front body was raised high, its back almost perpendicular to the ground at a ninety-degree angle!
Mu Shan had plenty of strength. The first time, he managed to hold on to the rope and didn't fall. Before he could even react, the wild horse beneath him started jumping and lurching forward again. Mu Shan felt like the world was spinning around, and he lost his grip on the rope. His whole body was suddenly flung away!
At the last moment, he didn't even have time to transform back into his original form. His body slammed solidly into the ground, his head hitting the wood, and blood flowed directly down his forehead.
So next, Mu Feng rode his horse, carrying the bleeding Mu Shan on his back, galloping all the way to the other end of the pasture.
"Quick, quick, get a doctor! My brother's head is broken!"
In front of me was a five-story building. It was not only made of wood, but it also looked as if it had been painted with a grayish-white substance, making the whole building look exceptionally solid and sturdy.
Mu Shan was supported by Mu Feng, and he watched the changing scenery around him through his blood-covered eyes.
Upon entering, one is greeted by a spacious and tidy hall. One side of the hall is lined with countless small cabinets, each labeled with a tag. In front of the cabinet wall, an elephant-like beastman is organizing things, and a device that uses the weight of both sides to maintain balance is on Mu Shan's face without blinking.
Turning to the other side, there were rows of beds, bunk beds made of wood, with several people lying on them, all of whom looked sick.
Meanwhile, people dressed in white were taking care of these people. Although they were sick, the patients had smiles on their faces and showed no fear or panic whatsoever.
For orcs, getting sick is basically a matter of life and death.
Therefore, only the strongest orcs can survive and gain the right to reproduce.
Therefore, any sick orc will exhibit a state of despair and numbness.
The high priest could cure very few diseases; if the illness was serious, the patient would be sent directly to a cave to die.
Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to see such a calm and warm smile on a patient's face.
Mu Shan thought he might have been knocked unconscious.
(End of this chapter)