Chapter 321: Shui Cang's Transformation
Southern Wilderness, northwest.
The emergence of the Great Rift Valley caused the groundwater level in the northwest of the Southern Wilderness to drop rapidly, and led to the frequent occurrence of natural disasters such as earthquakes and droughts.
“Huff…”
The sweet pine rode on a bird of prey and walked on the dry ground. Most of the colors in sight were withered yellow, with only a few tenacious green plants dotted in between.
Behind him, there were seven or eight soldiers from the planting team. They were also riding Raptors and, together with Gan Song, they endured the boredom brought by the high temperature and dryness.
As I walked, a emerald green plant appeared in front of me. Although it was relatively short, it stood out among a pile of withered plants.
"Go and have a look."
Gan Song pointed at the plant and squeezed his legs gently, and the bird of prey immediately moved towards the plant.
After arriving next to the plant, Gan Song jumped off the back of the bird of prey and squatted down to check the growth status of the plant.
This is a shrub, about one meter tall, with a very short trunk. Almost all of the branches grow upwards. The leaves are needle-shaped, but larger and flatter than pine needles.
"Dig out some of its roots and take a look."
Gan Song only has one arm and cannot do delicate work, so he can only ask the soldiers behind him to do it for him.
One of the warriors immediately stepped forward with a bronze shovel, carefully dug up the soil, and dug out some of the roots.
The roots of this plant are very long, penetrate deep into the ground, and grow very densely.
"Yes, the roots are dense and deep, and it is a good drought-tolerant plant."
Gan Song was quite satisfied with the plant. However, it was summer now, not a good season for transplanting, so he asked people to make a few marks nearby and wait until next spring to dig it up.
Ever since Jiang Xuan gave Gan Song the task of preventing wind and sand and preventing soil desertification, he has been looking for various drought-resistant plants every day, and has found more than ten species so far.
When the time is right for transplanting, he will lead people to transplant all these drought-resistant plants to the northwest of the Teng Tribe and cultivate them on a large scale, eventually forming a green barrier to prevent the desert in the Western Wilderness from continuing to spread here.
After making the markings, Gan Song and others continued to move forward, looking for new drought-resistant plants.
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Beside the Feiyu River, in the newly reclaimed wasteland of the Teng tribe.
"Anyone who dares to run away will end up like him!"
Shui Cang hung an escaped prisoner on a tree and stabbed him twice in the thigh with a bronze knife!
Blood dripped down, dyeing the newly cultivated soil and weeds red.
In order to control these four or five hundred unruly captives, Shui Cang has killed five people. He feels that his heart is becoming harder and colder.
As the new leader of the planting team, Shui Cang felt for the first time how difficult it was to hold on to this position; it even made him feel like sitting on pins and needles.
Not long ago, Jiang Xuan handed over this reed field along with nearly five hundred of the most difficult to manage captives to him, and asked him to lead these captives to reclaim the land and cultivate it.
At first he was full of confidence, but as time went on, he felt more and more difficult, because these prisoners were really difficult to manage and would cause trouble if he was not careful.
Some ran away, some made trouble, some were sneaky...all kinds of things made Shui Cang feel exhausted, as if the whole world was against him. He even had the urge to give up his position as leader and return to the tribe to farm.
However, he is a capable man after all.
After going through the initial complex and difficult psychological process, he began to truly think like a leader.
At the same time, he kept asking himself, the leader had accepted countless captives over the years, why was it that the leader could rule those captives obediently, but it was not the same with him?
After the crowd dispersed, Shui Cang looked at the newly opened land and said to himself: "The leader once said that if the captives are disobedient, then we should kill some, beat some, win over some, and use their own people to manage them."
These words, like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day, shone into Shui Cang's heart and made him suddenly enlightened.
He looked up at the prisoner hanging on the tree, already dying, and then at the prisoner working reluctantly not far away, and said to himself: "I think I know what to do."
Shui Cang's gaze gradually became firm. He strode towards the captives who were clearing the land, and found some of them who were usually bullied by others, and pulled them into a room to talk.
In the house, Shuicang divided all the captives into five large teams and fifty small teams, made these people team leaders, and gave them certain powers to allocate resources.
Someone asked, “What if someone doesn’t listen to us?”
The others nodded one after another, because they were usually the ones being bullied, and if they were suddenly asked to manage others, few people would probably listen to them.
Shui Cang said calmly: "You have been bullied for so long, don't you want to retaliate? If someone is disobedient, then beat them until they obey."
The man asked again: "What if they resist? We can't defeat so many people."
"If anyone dares to resist, we have warriors from the Teng tribe to support you. What are you afraid of?"
Shui Cang's words finally reassured those people. Although they were still a little scared, the desire for revenge had already begun to grow.
People who are bullied all the time will retaliate a hundredfold once they gain power, and they are extremely cruel.
That evening, Shui Cang gathered all the prisoners and announced the division into teams.
When the captives saw that the people they usually bullied had become the ones who looked after them, they immediately went crazy. They started cursing and venting their dissatisfaction.
However, what awaited them was the ruthless suppression by more than one hundred Teng tribe warriors, who beat them and made them roll on the ground.
When the newly appointed captains and team leaders saw this scene, they immediately became excited and joined the ranks of the beaters, and their attacks were even more brutal.
From that day on, most of the captives' hatred towards the Teng tribe was diverted, and those cruel and merciless fellow tribesmen became their new targets of hatred.
Shui Cang, who had always found management difficult, suddenly felt relaxed, because the captains and team leaders knew the prisoners very well and no movement would escape their eyes.
The efficiency of land reclamation increased suddenly, and the number of people who were cheating and evasive suddenly decreased. The new planting area of the Vine Tribe was expanding outward almost every day.
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Vine tribe, altar.
Jiang Xuan received a piece of news from the God of Vine that with the expansion of the Rat Tribe in the central Southern Wilderness, the surrounding tribes began to attack them again. If it weren't for the God of Vine's clone who was intimidating them there, the Rat Tribe would probably have been destroyed again.
"It seems like we have to go to the central region. We can't let the Rat Tribe continue to mess around like this."
The Rat Tribe is an important chess piece that Jiang Xuan prepared for the Vine Tribe's forces to enter the central part of the Southern Wilderness, and it must not be lost easily.
Jiang Xuan bowed to the altar and said, "God of Teng, please take care of the tribe here. I'm going to the central part of the Southern Wasteland."
"Go ahead."
Shen Teng only responded with two words, concise and powerful.
Jiang Xuan returned to his residence, prepared his things, and took charge of the affairs of the tribe. Then he went to the small courtyard in the bamboo forest to say goodbye to Chishao.
"Sister, please take care of me when I'm not in the tribe."
Chishao nodded, then walked into the house, took out a few boxes of witchcraft medicine and stuffed them into Jiang Xuan's hands.
"Xuan, I just made these witch medicines. Some are for healing, some are for treating diseases, and some are for poisons... I have marked the uses on the bottles. Take them all with you. Maybe you can use them."
"Thank you, sister. I'll be leaving first. If everything goes well, I'll be back soon."
Jiang Xuan took the magic medicine and turned away.
Chishao walked to the door and watched Jiang Xuan walk out of the yard, then slowly withdrew her gaze. In her yard, all kinds of magical plants were waving in the wind.
Before leaving, Jiang Xuan went to the planting team and the breeding team respectively, and asked for two experienced warriors who were willing to go to the Rat Tribe. Then he took the two warriors back to his yard, taking all the luggage and weapons.
Then he took the two soldiers to a large open space outside the yard and took out a bone whistle.
“Woo…”
A loud and melodious bone whistle sounded, and the sound waves spread in circles into the distance.
"Eer..."
Not long after, a bird's cry that could pierce gold and split rocks was heard, and then an extremely huge and ferocious bird flew towards this side from a distant mountain, its purple feathers sparkling in the sun.
“Boom!”
The ferocious bird landed on the ground, its terrible claws poked eight deep pits in the ground, and its huge wings raised a cloud of dust.
This ferocious bird is Tangyuan. At this time, it is almost an adult, with a wingspan of 60 meters, which is incredibly huge.
Tangyuan put one wing on the ground and crawled down.
Jiang Xuan climbed onto Tangyuan's broad back along the wings, carrying his weapons and luggage. The two warriors also climbed up tremblingly with their things.
"Let's go, set off to the central region!"
Jiang Xuan patted the purple feathers on Tangyuan's neck.
“Huff, huff, huff…”
Tangyuan stood up, spread his wings, ran forward a few steps, then flapped his wings suddenly and soon flew up.
"Eer..."
Tangyuan circled twice over the Teng tribe, and then flew towards the central part of the Southern Wilderness.
"Moo..."
In the tribe, the black wind rhinoceros Yueya, who was eating grass, roared towards the sky, obviously dissatisfied with Jiang Xuan for not taking it out again.
But there is no way, because it doesn't have wings? ...
At this time, the Rat Tribe in the central Southern Wilderness had just fought a big battle. Two demigod giant rats were injured, and many of the tribesmen were killed or wounded.
Fortunately, the clone of the divine vine was there, which forced back the opponent's totem god at the critical moment. Otherwise, if they relied on the two demigod giant rats alone, they might be attacked by the enemy again and enter the tribe's residence.
“Hoo…Hoo…”
The gray rat sat in the open space in the center of the tribe, his wounds still bleeding, but he didn't care.
He looked at the bodies of his tribesmen being carried back from the front and felt extremely heartbroken, because the population of the Rat Tribe was already small, and if the fighting continued like this, even if the Rat Tribe was not exterminated, it would be difficult for them to survive here.
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