He looked at Kikyo, his expression softening: "Thanks to Kikyo, otherwise, an old man like me wouldn't be able to take care of so many children."
"ah..."
Kuro exhaled a puff of smoke. "That was quite tough."
He glanced at Kikyo, who was washing venison, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
In an environment like the Land of Insects, if ordinary people don't even have the right to exploit nature, then if this village has someone like Kikyo who dares to break the rules, then other villages might be in an even worse situation if they didn't.
No wonder the revolutionary army is here.
But if someone like Kikyo were ever discovered, the nobles of the Insect Kingdom would certainly not let her off so easily.
Kuro smacked his lips, threw away the cigar end, and stomped it out.
"This is... fucking rubbish!" he cursed.
"By the way, old man, if mining is not allowed here, then you should be able to use that land. Although you are all children, you still have strength. Why don't you farm it? Don't you have any seeds?" Kuro asked, glancing at the barren fields ahead.
"No, that's not it."
Shangtu smiled wryly, "There's no way to plant them. In the Insect Kingdom, there's a particularly magical beast that often attracts noble lords to come and admire. They call it 'Natural Wind.' It's a wild boar that, at certain times of the year, runs all over the Insect Kingdom, and our fields are among the directions it runs in..."
“We can’t hunt wild animals, so we can’t kill that wild boar. We can only let it run around. In the past, when there were more people, we could lure it to other places and prevent it from damaging the fields. But now there are fewer people, and no one can deal with it. So no matter how we sow, it’s useless.”
"but..."
Shangtu's eyes brightened. "I haven't given up hope of planting. That wild boar can't stop me from cultivating the land. Every time it comes, I will stop it. I believe that the things in the field will definitely grow!"
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