Early the next morning, Mo Yan went out with the little milk bag and the snow kite, and the hunting orc team was also divided into two teams.

One team, led by Jace, went to the Emerald Forest to hunt, and the other team, led by Mo Yan, headed to the Red Gobi.

Although there are many prey in the Emerald Forest, it is also very dangerous, and Mo Yan is perfect to lead the team over.

But when he thought of his little female going to the Red Gobi with Jace, he felt a little unhappy, so he decided to come over and go to the salt pond together.

"I said Mo Yan, why did you throw us down, we are not as powerful as you, if there is no return, what can we do."

Jace sighed, forcibly squeezed a few tears, and looked like a strong man would never return, and Snow Kite couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw it.

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth twitched, and the little milk bag on the side looked at Jace with disgust. He hadn't found Uncle Jace so naïve before, and this kind of little trick was something he used when he was a child.

Mo Yan walked up to Jace and patted him on the shoulder, his eyes became cold, and a powerful aura emanated from his body.

Jace shook his head helplessly, and resigned himself to taking the orcs to the Emerald Forest.

Mo Yan watched Jace leave, feeling very comfortable. Counting the boy's acquaintance, his little female can't go with someone like him.

Thinking of Jace's appearance just now, Mo Yan felt a chill, thinking about how to let the little female and Jace see each other less in the future.

It wasn't until the snow kite patted his body that he came back to his senses, and the coldness of his body instantly dissipated, with a smile on his face.

Snow Kite looked at the person in front of her and felt extremely happy. Even in the human world, no one has ever put her at the top of their hearts and given all their preferences to her.

He is high up, protects her, cares about her, and always shows the sunny side in front of her, hiding the edge and coldness.

Seeing the little female's eyes full of admiration, Mo Yan hugged her body and gently dropped a kiss on her lips, the snow kite gently shook back, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

The orcs on the side looked at the two hugging each other and were very envious. I am also extremely glad to have such a person who can make the cold adult show his gentle side.

When they usually hunt, they know how strict and cold Mo Yan is.

Now when I see this scene, I understand one thing, some people do not have softness in their hearts, but that tenderness is only given to the only person.

The orcs secretly swore in their hearts that they would take good care of their females just like adults. Mo Yan didn't know that his actions today would bring such an effect.

"Alright, don't keep the other orcs waiting too long, let's head to Red Beach."

Mo Yan nodded and took her hand. The little milk bag came over with a smile and grabbed Mo Yan.

It didn't take long for the orcs to reach Red Beach and march in the direction of the salt pool. When they arrived at the salt pond, the orcs took out clay pots one after another, filled them with water in the salt pond according to Mo Yan's instructions, and put them in the sun to dry.

Red Beach is sunny and warm. It didn't take long for the salt pond water to dry to reveal the white grains of salt inside.

The orcs looked at the white grains of salt in the clay pot and were curious. I was shocked to hear Mo Yan say that salt grains can store food.

The orcs let out a high-pitched shout of worship for Mo Yan. Until she heard that the salt grains were discovered by the snow kite, she looked at the snow kite with all her eyes, and she was a little uncomfortable to see.

Sensing her embarrassment, Mo Yan walked over quickly, blocking her in front of her, blocking the orcs' sight.

The orcs felt out of their temper, and secretly stepped aside, and used clay pots to fill the pond water, and continued to dry the salt grains.

A steady stream of salt grains was poured into the large clay pots that had been prepared in advance, and in a few moments, the large clay pots were filled.

A few orcs carried the large clay pot back, and the other orcs continued to dry the salt, back and forth a few times, and then got a lot of salt back.

The sun was scorching, and the orcs were sweating, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down their faces, but the orcs became more and more excited as they dried.

They were thrilled by the thought of storing more. As orcs, they know their duties and what it means to be orcs.

Mo Yan and Xiao Milk Bao on the side were not idle, and followed the orcs to dry salt, and the snow kite looked at the unity of the orcs, and was a little moved, and also joined the ranks of drying salt.

Although she has little strength, she can't do much. But as a member of the tribe, she is also willing to contribute.

It wasn't until the sun was about to go down that the orcs stopped. Mo Yan went to the orc's side to express his gratitude.

The orcs' worship of Mo Yan is undisguised. Mo Yan can become their leader, not only because of his ability, but also because of his caring heart.

In the eyes of the orcs, Mo Yan didn't have the slightest patriarch's shelf, and he mingled with them. I also admire the snow kite and the little milk bag.

There are few females and cubs in the tribe who are willing to endure hardships like them. For orcs, what they need is a home, and more of a partner to rely on each other.

They will also be tired, they will also be sad, they will not ask for much, they just want the tribe to be better, and the people around them will care about them.

No one is responsible for everyone's sake, and every effort needs to be rewarded accordingly.

Back in the tribe, Mo Yan made an exception and held a bonfire party, and for a while, the tribe became lively again.

Mo Yan took out the cut meat, took the salt grains from a clay pot, sprinkled it on the roasted meat, and distributed it to the clansmen below.

The people who have tasted it are all bright-eyed. Even a witch woman who rarely praises her couldn't help but praise it.

When Mo Yan went to fetch the animal skin clothes, he learned that the snow kite had found salt grains and was preparing to use them to preserve food.

Although I was excited, there was no surprise. As the messenger of the beast god, there is naturally something different about it.

Being able to save more things will be of great help to the future development of the tribe. On behalf of the tribesmen, the witch expressed her sincere gratitude to her.

The snow kite walked over and helped the witch to her feet, without the slightest intention of inviting merit, which made the witch even more moved.

She wasn't mistaken, this wasn't a simple female, and she didn't know what kind of glory she could bring to the tribe.

But the witch firmly believes that in the future, the snow wolf clan will definitely occupy a place in the orc continent. All this will be thanks to this inconspicuous little female in front of her.

The little milk bag on the side was busy eating meat, and the little face of the meat was covered with oil, and the snow kite went to the river to fetch water and wiped his dirty face for him.

The snow wolf tribe at night, the bonfire is bright, the tribe is happy, peaceful and vibrant.

The next day, Mo Yan also wanted to go to the salt drying with the snow kite. Snow Kite rejects him, leaving him a little disappointed.

But when he heard that the little female asked him to protect the other orcs and take them on hunting, he felt that the image of the little female instantly became taller.

His little female is not an unreasonable person, he has him in his heart, and there are other people. This affection made him extremely moved.

After a few days of mining, the water in the salt ponds almost dried up. Although the salt needs are still much shorter, the snow kite is already satisfied.

The salt lakes of the Orc Continent produced more salt and were much purer than she had imagined.

When the salt was brought back, the orcs went to the Emerald Forest to hunt. Looking at the busy figures of the orcs, she secretly swore in her heart that she must let the orcs live a happier life in the future.

Back at the tribe, Snow Kite asked Little Milk to take her to the warehouse, fetch some salt, and some meat, ready to marinate some jerky.

The jerky is generous enough to carry around. When the time comes, you can bring it to the orcs, and you can also replenish some energy, and you will not be so tired when hunting.

The snow kite takes the wood chips and slowly cuts the meat, takes out the minced salt, spreads it evenly on the meat slices, and covers the meat.

The little milk bag looked at the way her mother was cooking, very curious, and learned it on the side.

The mother and son marinated the meat in half a day. The little milk bag had a lot of strength, and when she heard that her mother was looking for a big rock, she offered to help, and it didn't take long for her to come back with a big stone from outside.

The little milk bag put the stone at the mouth of the hole, and put the meat on it with the snow kite, and dried it in the sun.

When Mo Yan came back, he saw two people putting meat on the stone, smiling and holding the fruit and prey, and walked into the stone cave.