In the Western Wilderness, the Great Rift Valley continues to divide.
"Rumble..."
The ground is constantly splitting, almost all animals along the way have fled, and terrifying boulders continue to fall into the bottomless rift valley.
Disasters such as earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, tsunamis, and climate abnormalities are like heavy clouds that have long shrouded the land of the Western Wilderness.
Various disasters and extreme weather have made the living environment in the Western Wilderness extremely harsh. Coupled with large-scale land desertification, it is even more difficult to survive in such a place.
Under such circumstances, tribes that were originally reluctant to leave their homeland were forced to embark on a migration path in order to survive.
Among them, there are some large tribes that were still gritting their teeth to support before.
The migration of large tribes is more troublesome than that of small tribes because they have a larger population and consume more resources. There is almost no possibility of peaceful migration.
Once they embark on the migration path, it means grabbing a large enough territory elsewhere.
The question is, how much space is there that can accommodate large tribes? Will the Aboriginal people agree?
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Southern Wasteland, Vine Tribe.
A glowing vine bridge extends from the stone mountain to the Feiyu River.
"Crash..."
One after another giant water flies appeared, they rushed out of the water, and then climbed up along the vine bridge.
The annual introduction ceremony has begun again.
In a few days, these giant waterhoppers will turn into giant dragonflies, catching bugs for the Vine Tribe and fighting for the Vine Tribe as they did in previous years.
"There are a lot more giant water flies this year than in previous years."
Jiang Xuan looked at the giant water clovers on the vine bridge. He didn't need to count them carefully to feel that there were obviously more than in previous years.
After all the water flies climbed up, the red peony root on the side said: "A total of one hundred and eight."
Jiang Xuan sighed: "One hundred and eight giant dragonflies? Nearly twice as many as last year!"
The time and number of giant dragonflies' transformations vary every day, and there are especially many of them today.
Perhaps it was because after the Vine Tribe settled here, they caught a lot of big fish, which reduced competition from giant waterhoppers in the Feiyu River and improved their survival rate.
"Buzz..."
After all the giant water flies climbed up, the vine bridge began to retract until it re-wrapped around the huge stone mountain.
Those giant water flies just clung to the vines. After finding their respective positions, they stopped moving, as if they were petrified.
The fog covered the stone mountain again, making it difficult to see Shen Teng's true appearance.
"Okay, let's go back to work."
Jiang Xuan shouted, and the tribesmen watching by the Feiyu River dispersed, walking in twos and threes to where they were working, while excitedly discussing the giant dragonfly.
Jiang Xuan also returned to his house.
Summer has arrived, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. After being outside in the sun for so long, I am already sweating profusely.
"Eat some kimchi to relieve the heat."
Jiang Xuan thought of the snow-water kimchi he made last winter, and his saliva secretion speeded up unknowingly.
Last winter, Jiang Xuan made two jars of kimchi with snow water. He had already shared one jar with Chi Shao and others, and there was another jar that Jiang Xuan was reluctant to eat.
The heat is unbearable right now, so eating some sour pickles can help relieve the heat.
Jiang Xuan washed a long-handled spoon, then walked to the corner of the room with a ceramic bowl, opened the lid of the kimchi jar, and a refreshing sour smell suddenly hit his nostrils.
Jiang Xuan scooped half a bowl of kimchi from the jar with a long-handled spoon, and then put the lid back on the jar.
He returned to the table, put the pottery bowl and spoon on the table, and picked up a pair of kiwis.
In the pottery bowl, the beans, colored peppers, radishes, etc. all showed a golden color, which was very beautiful.
Jiang Xuan picked up a string bean with a kuaizi and put it into his mouth. He felt a sour taste that hit Tianling Gai. The sourness can only be experienced after eating it.
In fact, these vegetables are not the same variety as the beans, radishes and other vegetables Jiang Xuan had seen in his previous life, but they just look a bit similar.
But the sour and refreshing taste after they are made into kimchi is similar.
Jiang Xuan ate half a bowl of kimchi and felt his teeth softened: "It's so sour. It must have been soaked for too long."
Kimchi tastes best when it has just been soaked. It is not particularly sour and has a very crisp and delicious bite.
Jiang Xuan's jar of kimchi had been soaked for more than half a year. It was too sour and not crispy enough to taste, but rather soft.
After eating kimchi, Jiang Xuan washed the pottery bowl, kuaizi, and spoons, and then went to work in the yard.
He grows a lot of vegetables in the yard and often needs to do work such as weeding, fertilizing, and cultivating soil.
He carried the hoe, walked to the yard, and patiently weeded the vegetables.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Dongdongdong."
"Who?"
"Leader, it's me, Feng Cao."
Jiang Xuan looked around. Tang Yuan, who used to open the door, was not there, and Yue Ya had gone out to eat, so he had to put down his hoe and go to open the door himself.
"Squeak..."
The courtyard door opened, and Feng Cao hurriedly walked in, with a very serious face and anxiety in his eyes.
"Fengcao, what happened?"
"Chief, there is a large tribe in the Western Wasteland migrating here, and many small tribes have been wiped out along the way."
After listening to Feng Cao's words, Jiang Xuan's expression changed and he said, "Is the news accurate? Is it really a big tribe?"
"It's absolutely accurate, because some tourists from the exterminated tribes have already fled to our area."
"That would be troublesome." Jiang Xuan frowned.
A large tribe has a population of at least 10,000, and its combat effectiveness is also very powerful.
The most important thing is that every totem god of a large tribe is a very terrifying existence.
They can stand out from many small and medium-sized tribes and grow into totem gods of large tribes step by step. Their strength is definitely unquestionable.
The Vine tribe, combined with other allied tribes, can defeat the medium-sized tribe, but can it defeat the large tribe?
Jiang Xuan didn't feel confident at all, and was even a little panicked.
"Find out which big tribe in the Western Wilderness it is?"
"According to those tourists, this tribe raises a large number of snakes. I asked the tribes who migrated to the Western Wilderness and found that there is only one big tribe that raises snakes in the Western Wilderness, and that is the Black Snake Tribe."
"The Black Snake Tribe...is this tribe very powerful?"
Feng Cao said with a very serious face: "According to the people from the Xihuang tribe, the Black Snake tribe is very powerful."
"Trouble..."
Jiang Xuan closed his eyes. He originally thought that after dealing with the Mengniao tribe, he would be able to grow stably for at least a while. Unexpectedly, another more powerful tribe came.
After a long time, Jiang Xuan opened his eyes again and said, "Let's go find out more information and try to find out more about the situation of the Black Snake Tribe."
"yes!"
Feng Cao retreated, and she wanted to lead Thorn Vine to continue to inquire for information.
Jiang Xuan stood in the yard for a while, picked up the hoe and continued weeding, but after working for a while he felt distracted, so he simply put the hoe aside temporarily.
He was sitting by the pool. The ice lotus root in the pool had grown two disc-shaped leaves, with a few water drops rolling along with the water waves from time to time.
Jiang Xuan stared at the lotus leaves on the water for a moment and said to himself: "Lotus leaves, frogs, frog tribe!"
"Yes, why did I forget about the Frog Tribe? They should know more about the situation in the Western Wilderness."
Jiang Xuan immediately stood up, washed his hands, and then headed to the Frog Tribe.
He left the vine wall, rejected the advice of the Guardsmen to follow him, and headed for the Frog Tribe alone.
The Frog Tribe is not far from the Vine Tribe. Go out from the south gate of the vine wall and walk southeast for a while.
Because he was busy during this period, Jiang Xuan had not been to the Frog Tribe for a long time, although the distance was not far.
Today, after he walked into the territory of the Frog Tribe, he obviously discovered many changes.
First of all, the number of houses in the Frog Tribe has increased a lot, which can be clearly seen at a glance.
Secondly, the Frog tribe began to dig ponds and open up wasteland, imitating the practices of the Vine tribe.
Finally, there are the number of giant frogs.
When they first migrated here, there were only twenty or thirty giant frogs left in the frog tribe, which was very pitiful.
But just over a year later, Jiang Xuan was surprised to find that the territory of the frog tribe was full of half-sized giant frogs, and there were a lot of them.
"The reproductive ability of frogs is really strong!"
Jiang Xuan looked at the giant frogs jumping around and was very emotional.
At this rate, within a few years, the giant frog population of the Frog Tribe will recover and even exceed the number when they lived in the Western Wilderness.
Because the Southern Wilderness is obviously more suitable for these giant frogs to survive than the increasingly arid Western Wilderness.
However, Jiang Xuan was not in the mood to carefully observe the changes in the Frog Tribe today. He took a casual look, and then went straight into the Frog Tribe's residential area to find Huo Meng.
The warriors of the Frog Tribe all knew Jiang Xuan, so when they discovered Jiang Xuan's arrival, someone immediately went to the tribe to report the news.
After a while, the frog tribe shaman came out to greet Jiang Xuan, surrounded by a group of frog tribe warriors.
Jiang Xuan exchanged polite words with Wu, and then was welcomed into the best wooden house in the tribe.
"Isn't leader Huo Meng in the tribe?" Jiang Xuan asked.
"Chief Huo Meng took the soldiers of the hunting team out for hunting. If Chief Xuan wants to find him, he may have to wait until he comes back to find him."
"Since the leader of Huo Meng has gone hunting, the same goes for hunting for witches."
"If you have anything to do, Chief Xuan, just give me your instructions."
"Do you know the Black Snake Tribe?"
When Jiang Xuan said the words "Black Snake Tribe", he clearly saw the frog tribe shaman tremble all over and his expression became unnatural.
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Today, I was supposed to stop updating, but the author's condition is getting worse and worse, and his psychological problems are more serious than before.
Some readers may think that the author is looking for reasons and excuses. For these readers, the author does not want to argue because he is really tired.
The author didn't want to stop updating. One was to lose his character and the other was to lose the manuscript fee, so he insisted on writing this chapter. Part of this chapter is not finished, and he will write it tomorrow.
But continuing like this and struggling repeatedly is not the answer after all.
The author plans to take a few days to go to a far away place to take a look and maybe improve the current situation.
Next, I will either add more updates and save the manuscript, or I will stop updating for a week. I hope I will add more updates.
