Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me

    This winter seems to come a little earlier than usual.

    Before the coldest time, the north wind was blowing.

    When the cubs were playing outside, they were wrapped in a thick layer of big sweaters.

    Before it snows, the young orcs in the clan will go out for a walk. Although the prey outside will be much less, but the big cats are also idle, maybe they can meet a few prey?

    In a few days, it started to rain outside.

    Rainy days are the most hated weather for big cats, even more hated than snowy days.

    It's different when it rains.

    The rain in winter is wet and cold, and the cold seems to penetrate into the body through the thick fur. The ground is also wet and cold, and if you roll on the ground, your body will be dirty and sticky, which will make the cat feel very uncomfortable.

    In the largest empty house of the Dahe Tribe, at this moment, a fire was lit in the house, and Mu Xing turned into a human figure and heated the fire.

    A dozen human-shaped cubs and several adult orcs surrounded him.

    Other clansmen are in their own houses.

    In this bad weather, the little orcs like to stick to the big witch.

    Mu Xing used a wooden stick as a pen to teach the little orcs to recognize numbers.

    The fluffy kitten is like a small stove, warm and warm. Rub it, and he will turn over obediently, revealing his snow-white belly to continue rubbing.

    After more than ten days of rain, the weather finally cleared up.

    The orcs went out the door one by one.

    There is a rare big sun above your head, which is not as warm as winter.

    The big cats don't need Mu Xing's reminder this time, they all know to take out the animal skins for heating at home, wash them, and put them in the sun to dry them fluffy.

    In this way, when you sleep at night, the sunlight hidden in the daytime will run out, which is very comfortable.

    Mu Xing felt something was wrong.

    Although he is relatively less afraid of the cold, the sun is a bit too big.

    It even gets a little hot when exposed to the sun.

    In his memory, here in the Dahe tribe, there should not be such a hot time in winter.

    The weather is unusual, and in many cases, it is not a good thing.

    His eyes looked a little farther, and a white kitten turned its head to chase after its own tail and bit it, and it has turned around for many times.

    The cubs next to him laughed and laughed, and there were two cubs who were counting to more than ninety than they had learned from the big witch.

    A little further away, some older orcs in the tribe are washing animal skins by the river.

    Everything is very peaceful.

    But the unease in Mu Xing's heart did not subside, but became more serious.

    Mu Xing never ignores this hunch.

    Spirit like him is very powerful, and there will be no inexplicable feeling.

    Usually, this hunch is to remind him of something.

    Then, he looked up at the scorching sun above his head - the biggest accident was that after the heavy rain, this too warm winter sun was too warm.

    The scorching light made his eyes narrow subconsciously. Just as he was about to divert his gaze, Mu Xing's eyes suddenly changed.

    The golden sun was gone, and the clear blue sky turned grey.

    Large, white snow fell from the sky.

    This snow is really heavy.

    The whole world is surrounded and trapped in the vast expanse of whiteness, accompanied by an unprecedented cold.

    The world outside was silent, and there was no sound in the forest.

    The houses of the Dahe tribe were all rebuilt at the request of Mu Xing, but a few were still crushed by the snow.

    This is not the worst.

    The sheep pen and poultry pen are the most serious. Although Mu Xing has long been worried about the rain and snow in winter, he brought the orcs to build a small house to let the animals shelter, but the small house could not survive the blizzard. not live.

    Heavy snow trapped the house, and when the orcs were finally able to react, all the livestock in the tribe froze to death.

    I prepared so much firewood in advance, but it was not enough, it was too cold and too cold, this weird winter, as if it would never end...

    The harsh sunlight made Mu Xing's eyes sour.

    He lowered his head suddenly and blinked his eyes several times before he calmed down.

    The scene I just saw disappeared.

    The magic power in the body was surging, telling him that what he saw just now was definitely not an illusion.

    If not for hallucinations…

    Mu Xing stood up suddenly.

    The Great River Tribe moved vigorously again.

    The Great Witch summoned all the clansmen to the place of sacrifice, with a serious expression: "I received the revelation from the Witch God, ten days later, the Great River Tribe will usher in the coldest winter."

    In the past, no matter how powerful the great witch in the tribe was, it was difficult to predict unknown things, let alone mysterious astronomical phenomena.

    However, Mu Xing now has a very high prestige in the Dahe tribe. He said so, the orcs have no doubts.

    The golden lion has not yet understood what "the coldest winter" means, and asked stupidly: "But our tribe has prepared so much food, isn't it enough?"

    Mu Xing shook his head: "Not enough. The blizzard will bury everything, we will be trapped in the house and can't get out. The livestock will freeze to death, it's too cold outside, and there won't be enough firewood..."

    What he described made the big cats wide-eyed.

    "Is this so terrible?"

    Mu Xing just looked at them seriously: "From tomorrow, everyone will listen to my words and act."

    The house where I live is checked first, and if there is any instability, repair it in time.

    Go to the mountains and forests, prepare more firewood, and every household has some extra at home.

    The small house in the sheepfold is rebuilt, and sufficient fodder is prepared.

    The warm fur is prepared in advance, and each family prepares a tool that can shovel snow.

    …

    In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed.

    The orcs looked at the warm sun in the sky, and doubted the truth of Mu Xing's words.

    In the evening, the orcs of the tribe drank the delicious broth together and were full.

    Mu Xing remembered that the blizzard should have started at night.

    He said, "When you go home tonight, make sure the fur blanket is thicker. If it's cold, get up and make a fire."

    The orcs all responded. There was no activity in the tribe at night. After eating together, they went back to sleep when it was dark.

    Mu Xing also returned to his house.

    The habit of this body also affected him.

    The stomach was full, and it was dark, and he began to feel sleepy.

    He struggled for a second, thinking that he had done what he had to do, and resolutely fell into the sun-scented quilt, and fell asleep contentedly.

    I don't know how long it has been, but Mu Xing, who just casually draped a blanket when she slept, was dazed and felt the chill coming.

    He rolled on the wooden bed, wrapped himself with the fur quilt, and fell asleep again.

    After a few seconds, Mu Xing suddenly opened his eyes.

    He sat up from the wooden bed wrapped in thick fur.

    There was a whistling sound in my ears, and the wind was fierce, pulling the trees and uprooting them.

    Mu Xing got up, the window of the wooden house was nailed into the shape of rice with wooden boards and covered with thick fur.

    He lifted a corner of the fur, and the outside was white, and it really started to snow.

    Seeing this, Mu Xing was happy.

    With such a big movement, most of the big cats in the clan didn't hear it at all, and they were still immersed in beautiful dreams.

    A small part of the tribe was awakened, muttered a few words, took out the thick blanket that had been prepared long ago and wrapped it around them, turning it into a prototype, and hid their little cubs Under the warm belly, continue to sleep.

    In the sheep pen, Mianyang people crowded in wooden houses, which is a place where snowstorms can't be ravaged.

    The magic power in the body became stronger, Mu Xing knew that this was because he allowed the Dahe tribe to successfully resist a big cold current.

    So, what is this magic power?

    Who let him see the scene he saw in the omen?