Survival of Prehistoric Widows [Farming]

The tribe that has been abandoned for more than a year has been overgrown with weeds.

The roads that were neatly rolled with stone rollers were eroded by wind and rain. During the relocation, some broken pottery fragments were randomly submerged in the weeds, and a lot of sand and dust had accumulated.

The discarded animal skins and wooden sticks that were left in the past have all rotted, and only some bone sticks and stone tools are still left on the ground.

So many traces of the orcs' lives have almost disappeared in just one year.

And just not far away, across the overgrown land, is a dead, yellow, dead world, the sky is stained with gray and yellow, no birds flying over there, and no beasts daring to go there. , Only the unknown wind "whoop" came, bringing everyone's heartfelt coolness.

In fact, wild beasts are the most sensitive creatures, and there are hardly any traces of large or small animals on the edge of the dangerous divine punishment wasteland. Only silent creatures such as plants, insects, and fungi grow here.

Standing on the edge of God's Punishment Wasteland, Lu Lin sighed silently while looking at the withered yellow that was almost equivalent to death.

The pure white lion chased from behind, stopped next to Lu Yan, and then turned into a tall orc, with a trace of worry on his face: "Go back, don't get so close here."

Who can be sure that the divine punishment will not suddenly spread forward?

Lu Ling nodded, turned around and walked back together with Jiao, and asked, "How's the situation?"

The corner looked heavy and shook his head: "It's not so good. The streams and lakes around here are almost exhausted. We have to find a new source of water."

Everything else is fine, water is definitely a must.

"Where did the water come from when they were mining here?"

"Lee found a small cave with spring water in it, but the amount of spring water is not much. It is estimated that it is only enough for our daily use."

It would be okay if they only stay here for a short time. If they want to develop a tribe here, they definitely can't count on a sip of spring water.

Lu Yi nodded thoughtfully: "Since there is still spring water, it means that the groundwater should be abundant, so you can consider digging a well."

"well?"

"Well, it's just digging a deep pit down vertically and digging to the ground water... The spring water is also gushing out from the ground."

Jiao had never heard of such a thing, but since it was Lu Er's judgment, he was naturally very convinced: "Solving the water source problem, other things should be easy to say."

Even if the land is relatively dry, wheat and soybeans cannot be grown, and there are drought-tolerant sweet potatoes and other crops.

Returning to the original Redwood tribe, Lu Ling walked out of their former tent with memory, and looked at the pigpen where some traces were still visible. He remembered that he had spent a lot of fun with Xiao Mi and Xiao Lu in the first place. At the time, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Jiao patted the decaying pigsty, watching that branch crashing to the ground, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

"Just set up a tent here?"

"it is good."

They cleaned up the weeds and rocks where their former home was, and set up a simple tent again.

The wooden bed left here has long rotted away. The corner found some hay to make two beds with two layers of animal skins on top. I still feel dissatisfied: "I'm wronged, go to sleep here first."

Lu Er picked up the three cubs from the car one by one, and couldn't help but laugh when looking at Jiao: "Didn't we sleep like this back then?"

"It was different from now." Jiao muttered.

After communicating with his Asian beast for so long, Horn gradually pieced together in his mind the living conditions of Lu Yan in modern society.

Although some things cannot be understood, they are imaginable. Horn felt that his Asian beast had grown up in such a comfortable and comfortable environment, and now his life with him has deteriorated.

Even if Lu Er didn't mind, he still wanted to provide his partner with the best conditions he could offer.

Lu Er did not care about this, put the three little cubs on the soft animal skins, smiled and patted the horns on the shoulders: "Okay, don't get entangled, let's prepare food for the children first."

Although the three cubs don't need to drink milk, they can't eat meat and vegetables directly like they did. They need to eat some soft, chewy food.

When he was in the tribe, Lu Ling steamed an egg for them every day. Now there is no chicken, so he can only eat the food from the car.

The family simmered millet porridge, and Lu Ling also baked a noodle and pig's trotters, and ate them with the horns.

"Tomorrow, let's go to the edge of God's Punishment and try the effects of spiritual water and life force." After eating, Lu Er simply made a plan, looked sideways to the corner, and said with a smile in his voice, "Mi, pull Baba?"

"Don't mention this." Jiao felt embarrassed when he heard this name, and rarely blushed, "I'm not Xiao Mi anymore."

"I'm not joking with you." Lu Wei smiled and patted the thighs of the horns. "It takes your life force to reversely assimilate God's Punishment Wasteland, but it is impossible to use your blood-you are so big. How much blood can a person have? Fertilizer made from excrement is definitely the most suitable."

Jiao thought for a while, and it felt right, but it was forgotten when I was a little mi, and now such a big person still needs to be Lu Er's face toilet...

What a shame!

Looking at the restless look of Jiao, Lu Wei laughed forward and backward, turning Jiao's shame into annoyance.

The strong orc stood up abruptly, pounced on Lu Ling, and crushed Lu Ling into the soft animal hair.

Lu Ling sensed Jiao's intentions, his ears became hot, and subconsciously refused: "The children are still there!"

The horn movement stopped, and he turned his head to see three curious babies looking at this side, staring at them with three pairs of eyes unblinking.

Under such gaze, no matter how impulsive the angle is, he is determined not to continue.

He suffocated his breath, let go of Lu Er, walked out of the tent and shouted several times: "War? War!"

When the Golden Retriever brother came over, Jiao picked up the three cubs and stuffed them into Zhan’s arms: "Don’t you like Lujiu? I will lend you to take care of them all night, and take good care of them!"

After speaking, he didn't wait to respond, and he went back to the tent and lowered the curtain.

Zhan held the three moving cubs, looked down, speechless for a while.

Thinking with his ass, he also knows what his brother is going to do!

——It's great to have a partner!

...

Lu Er slept for a long time the next day.

Jiao got up and boiled water to cook. He used to fry the stove when he was cooking, and most of Lu Wei's food during pregnancy was red clouds; but Jiao didn't give up, and secretly studied and improved his cooking skills in private.

He didn't want to let Lu Er work hard at home in the future, and he didn't want to rely entirely on outsiders.

Some people are indeed not talented in certain aspects, and Jiao has worked so long and barely managed to only improve his cooking skills to a normal level.

But if he can cook Lu Er normally, he will be satisfied.

Zhan was crying all night by the three cubs, and came out of his tent yawning, still holding Xiaolujiu in his arms.

Seeing Jiao with a contented face, Zhan walked over in angrily and put Xiao Lujiu on the ground: "Does your cub not sleep at night?"

Last night the three little cubs didn't sleep with their father and mother for the first time, and they cried one after another. He coaxed this one by himself and the other made a fuss, so he could only call Mang over overnight and ask Mang to help him watch the children.

The only relief is that he finally got Xiao Lujiu. It's just that the little guy doesn't seem to wait to see him very much, being held by him makes all kinds of struggles, and has to sleep with Mang.

"Where are the other two?"

"Still asleep, Mang is holding them."

Jiao nodded, holding up the freshly cooked meal in one hand, and holding Xiao Lu Jiu in the other: "Wait until they wake up and bring it here."

Bringing the breakfast and the cub into the tent, Lu Er had already rubbed his eyes and sat up, his face suddenly became stern when he saw the corner coming in.

He thought it was good at first last night, and then he gradually couldn't eat it-the big lion horn is obviously a big cat. The time is not as short as the cats that Lu Ling knows, but the frequency is as many as the cats!

Perhaps it was because they didn't have a chance to make each other on the way to the old site. This time the **** got more and more excited, and Lu Er's protest was eaten into his mouth, and he became more and more excited.

Thinking of the shame that he completely abandoned his image last night and was crying out of the strong shoulders of the orc, Lu Yan still felt a little fever on his face.

Although the whole process is really comfortable, this kind of indulgence is absolutely not to be condoned!

Horn came in happily, and seeing the alluring marks on the skin of the upper body after the blanket on Lu Er's body slipped off, he couldn't help but recall how he could not help but leave those marks on his Asian beast last night. How did Ya Beast look at him with shy and blurred eyes that I can't see in ordinary days... Suddenly he felt a little hot all over his body.

When he saw Lu Er's face, he took a short step, with a trace of guilty conscience on his face, and quickly put down Lu Jiu and food, and came to Lu Er to rub his waist: "Lu Er, is there anything else uncomfortable?"

Lu Er's face was stern, and he didn't refuse the horn's movement, and gave him a slight glance.

Although some parts of the body are still aching, the whole body is very refreshing. Obviously, after he completely fell asleep last night, the angle has helped him clean up his body.

Because he had been exercising for a long time last night, Lu Er's stomach had already started to scream. Jiao pleased to bring the breakfast over, but Lu Er endured it or didn't hold it back, and began to eat.

Xiao Lujiu watched his father and Mu's delicious food, and he crawled over and wanted to eat together.

Horn picked up Xiao Lu Jiu, took a bite by himself, and fed the little guy a bite.

Lu Er looked at the picture of the tall orc patiently bowing his head to feed the child, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

The father and son over there looked suspiciously.

With such a smile, Lu Yan's face couldn't be stretched, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It's nothing, I just think this picture is very warm."

The real smell of fireworks and sense of life is a life he had never thought of before.

Although Jiao didn't quite understand, he felt happy after seeing Lu Er smile. He took the opportunity to come over and said, "Lu Er, aren't you angry?"

Mentioning this incident, Lu Er wanted to straighten up his face, with a little aggrieved look at the upper corner, but he couldn't get angry, so he had to say, "I'm not angry anymore."

Putting the horn down, leaning over and rubbing Lu Er's waist, apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Lu Er helplessly put down the bowl: "Don't be so indulgent next time... I am neither, nor..."

Jiao originally had a sentence "but you looked very comfortable last night", but he instinctively told him to say that. Lu Jicheng was going to be angry again, so he swallowed it back and asked, "Then you think the most several times?"

As soon as Lu Ling lowered his head, he could see Xiao Lujiu's curious eyes. Talking about the shame that challenged him too much in front of the child, Lu Yan picked up the bowl again and calmed himself: "You know it by yourself."

Experience for yourself?

Jiao pondered for a while, a little confused.

Although Lu Er cried in the middle last night, his body was still tightly bound to him, and his reaction was very cute...When did Lu Er start to be unhappy?

...

After breakfast, the construction team began to dig mud and burn bricks.

Although the soil on the old site is not suitable for planting, it is good for pottery and brick.

Lu Wei entrusted the three cubs to Zhan Hemang, and he went to the edge of the wasteland of God's Punishment with Jiao and the old priest. Although the body was still aching when I got up in the morning, it seemed to be back to normal after eating breakfast. I don't know whether the sub-beast physique is naturally suitable for the affection of the orcs, or it is related to the life heart in the horns.

The divine punishment was stopped outside their former farmland. Judging from the current situation, the farmland and the remaining weeds and plants from a year ago are still well blocked.

Lu Er brought all the seeds he could bring over, ready to experiment one by one.

Only the combination of spiritual water and life force can make plants resist the erosion of divine punishment, so it is necessary for horns to provide... excrement that can contain life force.

Burying the seed on the wasteland of God's punishment, the big lion changed back to the animal shape, and **** on the land of God's punishment.

Then Lu Ling took off his gloves and let the Lingshui ring touch the sun. Soon the clear spiritual water gurgled out from between Lu Ling's fingers and sprinkled on the land that had been watered by the big lion.

The few tender buds visible to the naked eye drilled out of the ground, and quickly took out the stems and grew leaves, and soon became a whole pepper plant, bearing exquisite and translucent fruits.

This result did not exceed their expectations. Spirit water and life force work together to allow plants to grow, but how it affects the land is not yet known.

From the appearance, the land hasn't changed much. Lu Er shoveled a small piece of land and took it back to do some comparative research, and found that there was no progress for the time being.

Taking into account the issue of quantity, Lu Ren planted all kinds of plants on the God's Punishment Wasteland, and almost built a small vegetable garden here, ready to observe the progress every day.

The old priest originally thought that Lu Er's process of reverse agricultural assimilation of God's Punishment Wasteland would contain some sense of mystery, but he didn't expect to be so grounded--except for the ring of spiritual water at the beginning, other operations were neither sacred nor mysterious.

This disappointed the old priest who thought he could play a little theological role.

He originally wanted to concentrate on communicating with the gods, but Lu Er discovered that the old priest had a deep understanding of pharmacology, thinking that it was to use spiritual water to ripen plants, it would be better to just spawn some rare herbs, and humbly ask him about the habits of herbs. .

Two days later, when Lu Er went to see the plants planted on the waste soil of God's Punishment, he found that some plants had entered the withering period, and the color of the land had become slightly black from the grayish yellow at the beginning.

For plantable land, black is almost the most fertile color. Lu Ling and Jiao looked at each other, and they both saw the color of joy in each other's eyes.

This shows that their initial guess is correct! It is indeed possible to use this method to reversely convert God's Punishment Wasteland!

Once the direction is found, the rest will be easier.

Now the efficiency of this conversion is still too slow. Lu Ling investigated the soil near different plants, looking for the relationship between the degree of regeneration of the waste soil and the plant species.

After several days of comparative observation, they found that the thicker the plant and the deeper the root, the higher the conversion efficiency of the surrounding waste soil.

"We seem to have the highest grains of wheat and soybeans?" He counted the angles and frowned, "Not high."

"It is not necessary to fully consider food. Planting trees is also a good choice." Lu Er thought for a while, "Because the growing and handling of trees is too troublesome, I have never cultivated tree species before. In fact, many cash crops are derived from trees. Planted."

"Fruit tree?" Jiao's current thinking mode can also keep up with Lu's pace. "It may be difficult to find a market for fruit."

"It is not necessarily fruit trees, but also rubber, chestnuts, ginkgo, wax trees..." Lu Ling counted some economic trees, and then thought about it. "Even if the fruit is not considered, the material itself is excellent and suitable for wood species. It can be taken into consideration; even some locust tree varieties can fix nitrogen, which can significantly improve the quality of the soil and have great planting value."

Although forestry is not Lu Er's research field, some basic common sense can't trouble him.

Jiao was a little dizzy, but he understood what Lu Er meant, and thought for a while: "Then let's find the trees you mentioned first?"

"Let’s test with redwood first." Lu Wei looked back at the site of the tribe where there are now only a few small tents, and smiled slightly, "After all, it is the signboard of the Redwood tribe. You can't lose it."

The name of the Redwood Tribe comes from the fact that the trunk of the first tribe when the tribe was formed was brownish red, so it was named the Redwood Tribe.

After several migrations, the position they are now in is actually without mahogany. It's just that when migrating, many people in the tribe broke the branches of mahogany and used them as walking sticks to support them. When they got here, they just stuck the sticks on the ground, and one branch survived.

Now their largest and thickest mahogany is at the door of Lu Erhejiao's tent.

At the beginning, Lu Lin built a pigpen for Xiaolu around this redwood, and under the nourishment of Xiaolu, the redwood grew stronger and stronger.

The trunk of mahogany is very straight and hard, the crown is slightly larger, but the seeds are very hard and have little edible value; but the vitality of mahogany is very tenacious, and the branches that were broken at the beginning survived by just inserting them. Now this area has been punished by the gods. The drought shrouded and no rain affected its growth.

And judging from the hardness of the trunk of mahogany, mahogany should be used as a good wood.

The horn climbed up to the crown of the mahogany tree, took the seeds of the mahogany, and folded some twigs, and took it to Lu Er for cultivation.

There is still a big difference between cultivating trees and cultivating crops. Fortunately, Lu Er didn't plan to cultivating mahogany in a targeted manner. Focusing on its vitality is not troublesome.

Under the action of the spiritual water, the tall mahogany trees quickly spring up in the predetermined position like bamboo shoots after a rain.

With so many trees growing in one night, the other orcs were not blind, so naturally they would not fail to notice.

Not wanting to expose the ring of Lingshui for the time being, Lu Er pulled the old priest as a shield: "This is a miracle achieved by the priests of the altar tribe using the power of gods!"

The old priest twitched his mouth, coughed, and recognized: "Yes, the power of God is omnipotent... Don't look at it, go and work!"

The other orcs joked and ran away. They are really busy to reopen the cultivated land, build houses and dig wells.

These days they have built the first house—not a courtyard house.

Considering the possible population of the sub-tribe here and the type of orcs in the future, Lu Ling told them to build a single hut, leaving the front and back of the yard and road space.

After the first house was built, Lu and Jiao should have been allowed to live in, but Lu and Jiao often soaked in the test field and the edge of the God Punishment Wasteland these days. They only came back after eating and sleeping, and let other people live first. .

Zhan Hemang took the three cubs and moved in first.

Speaking of this, Zhan Man's aggrieved aggrieved: "I thought I came here to save the world and desperately, but I didn't expect to be here to bring the children!"

Lu Er and Jiao are busy studying the assimilation of the wasteland of God's Punishment, can they not take care of the three cubs with Mang?

Even if Lu Yan would come back to play with the cubs every day, the horns would take Lu Jiu and Lu An out regularly to stimulate their wildness. Most of the time, the three cubs were still in his arms.

Mang felt it was okay, except for the carrots that he had to eat every day, which made him feel a headache. There was nothing else that was sad. The little cubs seemed to like this quiet red bear very much. They were always happy when they were held by Mang. They crawled around him holding the red bear's ears.

Zhan is different. A few cubs seem to have no interest in the uncle who looks like their father. When Zhan hugs them, they twist their bodies to run, and sometimes they even cry.

Seeing Mang holding the cub for years to be quiet, Zhan had to admit that some people just wanted the cub to like it, but he couldn't do it.

...

After the cultivated mahogany was erected on the edge of the God's Punishment Wasteland, Lu Er went to record the soil conditions once a day. After about two weeks, this piece of God Punishment Wasteland, planted with mahogany cultivated with spiritual water and life force, had completely faded its yellowish color and turned into a dark and crimson normal land.

As the only person among the orcs who can walk on the wasteland of God's Punishment, Horn ran back and forth on this newly converted land and the wasteland of God's Punishment, and said in surprise, "It's really completely changed back!"

Stepping on the wasteland of God's punishment will have a feeling that all the vitality is being absorbed by the withered yellow earth under your feet. And the land where they planted mahogany is exactly the same as the normal world!

They succeeded!

They finally succeeded in converting a small piece of God's Punishment Wasteland!

Jiao excitedly hugged Lu Yan around, and kissed everyone in front of everyone.

Unprepared to prevent the attack, Lu Ergen couldn't help getting hot in front of other people. He gave a squint and let the horn put himself down.

Although he is also very excited, reason tells him that it is not time for a complete victory.

"Although we have successfully converted a piece of divine punishment wasteland, the efficiency is extremely low and the restrictions are also great." Lu Ling patted the tall mahogany next to him with a serious expression, "the area covered by divine punishment is so large that it is impossible to rely on it. The two of us manually planted it-so even if we spend our entire lives on it, I’m afraid we won’t be able to do it.”

Now the conversion of the Divine Punishment Wasteland completely relies on his spiritual water and the life force on his horns, and cannot be carried out in batches, nor can it be handed over to other orcs to operate.

In Lu Er's idea, it is obvious that only by allowing every tribe and every orc to participate in the work of planting trees and afforestation, can he work together to solve the divine punishment.

"That's right." Jiao first applauded, and then came over and took his hand and touched his forehead, "But now that you have achieved results, let's take a break first. You have lost weight these days."

When Lu Er was in the laboratory in modern society, he had long been used to conducting experimental research for many consecutive days. When he heard that he wanted to refute, he was seen through.

Jiao quickly cited another reason: "You haven't played with me and the cubs for a long time."

Mentioning this horn is still full of grievances-because of indulging in work, Lu Yan hasn't slapped him for a long time. He washed his whole body clean and fluffy by the campfire several times. As a result, Lu Yan was perfunctory. After touching the ground twice, I went to ponder the punishment of the gods again.

The grievance in Jiao's green eyes spread to Lu Er's heart. Lu Er was taken aback, lowered his head for a moment, raised his head and smiled: "Okay, we will have a day off tomorrow, and our family will go out and play together."