Chapter 923

"Song Xun, tell everyone that today, we are returning to the Fengyan tribe." Yan looked at the clansmen and said in a deep voice.

"Huh? Chief, we, let's go back? Song Xun was startled and hurriedly asked.

"If you don't go back, will you still let the Apocalypse Tribe raise me?" Yan's eyes were as deep as the dark night, and he said coldly.

"But Chief Yan, there is no food in the forest, and we will definitely starve to death when we go back." Song Xun said with an anxious face.

The clansmen are also anxious, after leaving the Fengyan tribe for so long, those who stayed behind should have died.

When they returned, they were faced with an empty tribe and a barren forest.

In the Apocalypse Tribe, there are also goddesses who take everyone to collect a lot of plants, although they are not as delicious as animal meat, but at least they can fill their stomachs, and everyone will not be hungry.

But if it is the Fengyan tribe, who will collect edible plants? Will they survive?

Hearing that the leader of Yan said that he wanted to go back, not only was Song Xun anxious, but the clansmen were also anxious.

"Leader Yan, there is no more prey in the forest, and we will starve to death when we go back."

"Leader Yan, we didn't store our prey in the first place, and it's going to be winter soon, what will everyone eat when we go back?"

"Leader Yan, without food, everyone will starve to death......"

"Leader Yan......"

Seeing that everyone was opposing, Yan's eyes widened, and his face was as cold as winter ice.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "You don't even listen to the words of this leader!" Don't forget, this is the Apocalypse Tribe, not my Fengyan Tribe!

You also know that there is no prey in the forest, do you know how much food the Apocalypse Tribe ate by so many people!

Don't the Apocalypse Tribe have to spend the winter? You eat all the food of the Apocalypse Tribe, and you want them to starve to death? ”

As soon as the words fell, the clansmen instantly fell silent, and no one dared to speak again.

The goddess of the Apocalypse tribe takes her people to the forest every day to collect edible plants.

Everyone is not blind, and they all know that no matter how hard the goddess is, she will distribute the same food to them as the people of the Apocalypse tribe.

In the hearts of the people of the Fengyan Tribe, they are very grateful to the goddess and the leader of Qi, and they are also very guilty.

Winter is coming soon, and if the Apocalypse Tribe can't save more food, it will be difficult for them to survive the winter.

Leader Yan is right, they are still here, they will eat all the food that the Apocalypse Tribe has worked so hard to gather, and in winter, everyone will have to die.

If they leave, the Apocalypse Tribe may survive the winter, but if they don't, everyone may starve to death.

No one spoke, and no one wanted to go back and wait for death.

But looking at the appearance of the leader of Yan, they don't seem to have a choice.

A group of people, standing in the cool mountain breeze, hesitated for their unknowable fate.

......

No matter how careful he was calculating, the prey sent by the white wolf had already been eaten, and Ye Qingxin really underestimated the amount of food that everyone ate.

In order to save food, Ye Qingxin boiled the collected rice and wild rice into porridge, and each person was allocated a bowl every day.

Animal meat is cut into slices and boiled into soup, and plants are paired to become staple foods, and there are many mouths waiting to be eaten every day.

Ye Qingxin took the active people and searched for food to eat everywhere in the forest.

The first time she crossed over, she encountered a disaster year, and she had no luck!

Many people in the Fengyan tribe slowly recovered their health and joined the search for food.

Everyone knew the predicament they were facing, and the atmosphere in the tribe was gradually becoming somber, and they were all desperately preparing for the arrival of winter.