After saying everything that should be said, Wen Qing began to assign tasks. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"The young twelve women took these six boys and followed Jesse out hunting, and the rest of the old people followed me to reclaim the wasteland on the hills, and if there was no objection, we would start to act!" The robots were all taken by Simon and them to mine, and the mountains of trees only allowed her to violently clear them.

The tribesmen said that they had no objection, although it was dangerous for the women to go out hunting, but there were mysterious weapons in them, and they were not afraid at all. Not to mention the children, who gathered around Jesse early and began to ask questions.

Jesse beckoned the group of women and children to follow, took the light gun in Wen Qing's hand again, and led his team to set off.

Wen Qing beckoned the remaining tribal elders, who were actually only about forty years old, and set off for the hills behind the Qiulin tribe. Except for the crippled legs, not a single clansman was left behind, and even the beggar went with the support of Bailing, who did not set off to hunt. Because of the proximity, there is no need to be afraid that the tribe does not have to leave anyone to guard.

"Master, how can you clean up so many trees?" The shark wrapped his arms around Wen Qing's neck and raised his face to look at Wen Qing's chin. It's really a special location, and you can't see your face.

The corners of Wen Qing's mouth hooked: "Don't worry about this, look at your master and I will be mighty, hehe~" Wen Qing suddenly felt in a good mood. She hadn't moved her muscles and bones for a long time, and the opportunity was rare.

The shark nodded ignorantly, let go of a hand, picked up the small kettle hanging around his neck and sucked it up. Whatever the master says, she just looks at it, hehe~

Leading the old man and the little girl in their twenties to the hill, Wen Qing found a relatively open place and called these people over to stand.

Wen Qing stood in the air with a sword in his right hand, and drew a circle in the open space with his sword qi, encircling more than 20 people from the Qiulin tribe inside.

"No one can get out of this circle without my permission, and if anyone walks out on their own, I don't care if they are injured at that time!" Wen Qing stood in the air, his eyes sweeping sharply over everyone in the circle.

"God...... Lord Wenqing, don't worry, I will take care of the clansmen. He said sincerely. She almost made a mistake, but luckily, luckily.

The old people also pledged it. The clansmen were shocked by Qingqing's volley spell, so they were naturally obedient.

Wen Qing nodded with satisfaction, and handed over the shark she was holding in her hand to the girl beside her: "Take care of her." "The gaze is unusually sharp.

Bai Ling was both panicked and incredulous and took the strange little girl handed over by Wen Qing, and stammered: "I, I will take care of her, you ......" She didn't believe that this mysterious goddess would not know her previous thoughts.

"Stay there." Wen Qing said this to the shark.

The shark was hugged by Bai Ling, and his aggrieved flat mouth was aggrieved: "Master, hurry up!" "This human stinks.

Wen Qing nodded amusedly. This little girl, this lark is already the cleanest to clean up, so I don't have to pick it. After arranging the shark, Wen Qing laid an enchantment over the circle, and then flew to the top of the hill and stood at the highest place.

Looking at the dense bushes on this hill, Wen Qing began to condense his spiritual power.

The fingertips quickly pinched the magic trick, the spiritual power condensed more and more, and a mini tornado slowly formed in Wen Qing's palm. The wind around them became stronger and stronger, and a strong wind gradually rose on the hills, making the leaves rustle.

Wen Qing shouted: "Go!" ”

The tornado in the palm of his hand became extremely thick in the blink of an eye, and swept towards the trees with the momentum of destruction. All the trees in the place he passed were uprooted, but in an instant, the top of the mountain where Wen Qing was located was cleared out of an open space.

The tornado went unabated, rolling all the way from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, rolling up countless trees and boulders. Seeing that it was almost cleaned up, Wen Qing controlled the tornado to stop at the foot of the mountain, and the trees that were still carrying soil were piled up in the open space at the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the stripped hills, Wen Qing clapped his hands, and it was easy to get it!

And the whole process watched how this hill turned into a smooth and slippery hill tribesmen, all with their mouths wide open, and their jaws were about to drop in shock.

It was time to drink saliva, and the whole mountain was stripped naked, and the people of the Chulin tribe could not think of any other words except for miracles. But the goddess said that she was not a god, so she lied to the ghost!

Wen Qing flew all the way down, and saw that these old people from the Qiu Lin tribe were staring at her with an extremely adoring gaze, and they were speechless. She's really not interested in a cult of personality.

Wen Qing fell to the ground and withdrew the enchantment: "Okay, you can come out, you can also see, the big trees and stones have been cleaned up by me, now what we have to do is loosen the soil and open the ground." ”

Seeing that everyone was looking at him in confusion, Wen Qing took out a floor plougher given by Ximen.

"There is only one machine, so it is used in turns, and the others pick up the small stones in the soil and the roots of the trees that have not been cleaned and put them in the ......" Wen Qing was stuck, and she remembered that these people didn't know how to make baskets at all.

Wen Qing waved his hand a little irritably: "Forget it, I'll teach you how to use this bulldozer first." "Let's turn the ground over first.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward. Wen Qing was helpless, so she just ordered one yourself.

"You, it's you." Wen Qing's finger is the Bailing holding the shark. Seeing that Wen Qing ordered someone, the old people breathed a sigh of relief, they didn't dare to come forward because they were afraid that they would not learn well, and now they ordered a young girl, it must be no problem. The clansmen looked at Bai Ling encouragingly.

Bailing wanted to cry without tears, but she was already frightened by Wen Qing's hand that had just pulled out the tree, so she had to hug the shark and step forward: "I, if I can't learn......"

Wen Qing directly interrupted impatiently: "Come here, I'll teach you." "When will I start turning the ground?

"Oh, oh!" Bai Ling hurriedly responded.

"See the red button? Tap to light it up, and it's activated. Then these two buttons are to adjust the speed, the zigzag is to decelerate, and the cross is to accelerate. Turn on the red switch, adjust the speed, and you'll just be leading it forward. ”

Saying that, Wen Qing hugged the shark in Bailing's hand, "That's it, it's very simple, try it yourself." As he spoke, he handed over the towing belt of the bulldozer to Bai Ling and stepped aside.

Bai Ling grabbed the strap in his hand, and began to start the tiller according to Wen Qing's explanation just now.

The sound of the "jingle bell" prompt startled Bai Ling.

"It, it's alive?" Bai Ling exclaimed and took two steps back. looked at Wen Qing with pitiful eyes, and begged the goddess to let her go.

The shark rolled his eyes: "Coward, that's just a machine prompt, it won't bite you, go get it!" Otherwise, the owner is angry, but he doesn't have such good patience. ”

Bai Ling looked at Wen Qing's face and the expression on his face was indeed getting colder and colder, and he mustered up the courage to step forward.

I was shocked and scared for a long time, although the situation was full of problems, but I was finally able to drag the bulldozer to turn over the soil.

Seeing that Bailing had finally learned, Wen Qing instructed a few little girls to follow behind to pick up stones, and took the remaining dozen old people to the bottom of the mountain to find a very resilient tree and vine to teach them to weave rattan baskets.

Almost all of these old people are middle-aged men with some disabilities, and although they are not good at hunting, they still have the strength to do it. It was not too hard to carry a basket full of rocks in pairs.

Seeing that everyone was working together in an orderly manner, Wen Qing gave a few words and led the flying machine to fly back to the tribe's clearing.

"Is there a cauldron?" Wen Qing asked.

He thought for a while and said, "Lord Wenqing, is it okay to use a large clay pot for sacrifice?" "That's what their tribe paid a lot of money to get back from the Youtao tribe.

Wen Qing motioned for her to take her to have a look. He nodded and took Wen Qing to his tent.

The tent was much wider than the tent of ordinary people, and a large clay pot with a diameter of about half a meter was placed in the innermost part of the tent.

Wen Qing nodded, and walked to the open space with a large clay pot in one hand after agreeing. After setting up a stove, he instructed Qiu to make a fire and put the shark on a clean wooden pier, and Wen Qing carried the clay pot to the stream next to the Qiulin tribe to fetch water.

When he returned after fetching water, the fire was also burning. Wen Qing put the large clay pot on the simple stone stove.

Waiting for the water to boil, Wen Qing was not idle. He returned to the foot of the hill and dragged a tree trunk back, took a dagger and began to sharpen the wooden spoon.

The little hands flew fast, and the sawdust fell down with a clatter.

The shark held his small kettle in both hands and looked at Wen Qing's movements curiously: "Master, what are you doing?" ”

He also looked at Wen Qing's movements suspiciously.

"It's easy to get a big spoon to cook." Wen Qing's subordinates didn't stop, sharpened the big wooden spoon, and continued to make wooden bowls.

"What are you cooking?" The shark bit his finger and looked puzzled.

Wen Qing only put down the bowl and patted the sawdust on his body. Take out a bag of flour and pour it into a clay pot that has been boiled open, and twist it with a long-handled spoon.

"It's flour, it's made from wheat, and it can be made into a lot of delicious food, and it's a good thing that can be used as a staple food."

"I know this, does the master want to cook batter?" Shark asked.

Wen Qing snorted.

When he heard Wen Qing's explanation, he felt that it must be directly related to their reclamation of wasteland. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he looked at the flour packaging bag that Wen Qing was holding in his hand.

Wen Qing smiled lightly, this great witch is indeed much smarter than others.

He took out a few wheat seeds and put them in the palm of his hand, and Wen Qing showed them to him: "I asked you to reclaim the wasteland just to grow wheat." With it, you won't have to worry about not having enough to eat this winter. "It's still warm, and there's still time to plant a crop.

He looked at the little yellow wheat seed in Wen Qing's hand, and his lips trembled with excitement. There was already a fragrance coming from the tip of his nose, which was the fragrance of flour from the large clay pot, and the smell of wheat in the hands of the goddess.

The goddess said that with it, there would never be enough to eat, and no one would die in the winter, and their Chulin tribe would become stronger.

"Lady Goddess, ...... ...... "The big witch fell to his knees, crying silently.

Wen Qing hurriedly pulled up the old lady who knelt down at every turn, and her tone was a little unhappy: "You don't have to kneel me, okay, sit down!" He pressed the slam back onto the wooden pier.

Seeing that Wen Qing's face was full of unhappiness, he responded again and again, wiped his tears, and sat on the wooden pier and looked at Wen Qing with a respectful face. (To be continued.) )