Traveling to the ancient beast world and farming busy

Chapter 141 Clay
After all, the Silver Wolf Tribe has such a large hot spring, so it's hard to guarantee that it's not a volcano below.

And if it is a hot spring caused by a volcano, there may be some special minerals in the nearby soil.

However, it cannot be ruled out that there is a heat source underground, which is formed by the infiltration and circulation of surface water.

So she planned to go outside to find another piece of soil for reference.

This will also increase the probability of success.

Say it and act it.

Sheng Ling picked up the spears, bows and arrows that he had made these days, put on a big bamboo hat, and left the cave.

She didn't go far, but the orcs patrolling the tribe still looked at her from time to time.

They were not afraid that Sheng Ling would escape, but that they were afraid that Sheng Ling would be in danger.

During this period of getting along, most of the orcs of the Silver Wolf Tribe respected Sheng Ling very much.

And they also knew that Sheng Ling was a waste beast.

But at this time, the mountains are covered by heavy snow, and some wild animals often come out to look for food due to their hunger.

Some orcs who are weak and alone sometimes fall into the mouths of these wild beasts.

A few people dare not be careless.

Fortunately, Sheng Ling was just wandering around the tribe, which made the patrolling orc team secretly heave a sigh of relief.

The leading orc is a fourth-rank silver wolf, Lang Cang.

Seeing Sheng Ling going around, as if he was looking for something, he couldn't help asking.

"Witch doctor Sheng Ling, are you looking for something? Tell me, maybe I can help you find it. It's cold outside, so you can wait in the cave."

Sheng Ling stopped digging and looked at the talking orc.

The male orc is somewhat tall, with silver hair hanging loose.

The whole person looks very serious, but coupled with his ascetic face, he looks more like a flower of the high mountain.

However, compared to Lan Yin's aloofness, he was more aloof and aloof.

Sheng Ling clapped his hands.

"It's okay, I have found what I want, thank you."

However, the soil in the north is a little yellowish and sticky, and it doesn't look very nutritious.

But the soil made her feel like she had found clay.

Thinking of the difficulty of making stone pots in the Northland, Sheng Ling picked up the pot of soil he dug, greeted Lang Cang, and went back to his cave.

Several patrolling orcs persisted, and couldn't help but become more puzzled.

"The things in the arms of the witch doctor Sheng Ling just now are soil?"

"What does Sheng Ling witch doctor want soil for? It's not a lump of soil, it can't be burned or eaten."

"It's strange."

Looking at Sheng Ling's back, Lang Cang couldn't help frowning slightly.

He recalled what the tribe had given to Sheng Ling witch doctor recently, and found that it was complete.

Food, clothing and housing are almost all well-prepared, so there should be no difference.

No matter how confused the orcs were, Sheng Ling had already returned to his cave.

She found a few samples of soil, most of which were sticky, and some were like clods, twisted together and still a little hard.

In fact, when she heard Langbai say that the stone pots in the north were difficult to make, she had suspected that there might be more ore in the rocks in the north.

Especially some ores such as iron ore and copper ore, their hardness is naturally relatively high.

And if these things are used properly, they will definitely be a big help.

In some ancient dynasties, hot weapons had not yet appeared, and cold weapons were very important to some rulers.

And some mines will be supervised even more.

This kind of thing, if used well, will be a great help, but if it is not used well, it is very likely to trigger a war.

(End of this chapter)