The news brought by Xia Lan is not related to the overall situation, nor is it an emergency.

But the patriarch of the Purple Flower Tribe eats this set.

After all, in Luo Ze's opinion, the affairs of the tribe are far less important than Jun Qianqian's body.

"I need to know where this news came from, or I won't be able to believe it."

If there is anyone who can calmly face this message, it is Jun Qianqian herself, she listened to this ominous message, and she was very suspicious.

That sounds like a trap, too.

"I know that this message can't be used as a bargaining chip, and we have prepared other quid pro quo."

Let Xia Lan explain, she couldn't say anything about it, she took out a list with the real trading conditions drawn up.

Xia Lan used the minerals of the White Rock Tribe, along with the shipbuilding drawings, as rent to borrow the Purple Flower Territory for refuge.

"It is worthy of the Baiyan tribe, and doing things is refreshing."

The dungeon was flooded, and the Baiyan tribe took minerals as a reward, which was also a good deal for Purple Flower.

The drawings of the shipbuilding are a surprise, Jun Qianqian doesn't understand this thing at all, and she doesn't know how many detours she has to take to study it from scratch, but she looked at the drawings and felt a trace of disobedience.

"Is there a problem with this drawing?"

Luo Ze saw Jun Qianqian's hesitation.

"There is no problem with the drawing, just ......"

It's too advanced.

The drawings not only depicted the boats that the Baiyan tribe was riding, in her opinion, those boats could not resist the wind and waves at all, but it was so metaphysical that they arrived at their destination, and she couldn't explain the reason.

At first, she thought that the boats on the drawings should be relatively simple structures, but the other three kinds of boats drawn on them were very delicate and complex.

"This is a dividing compartment, and I don't know if the terminology for shipbuilding is called that, but such a ship, even if there is a big hole leaking from the bottom of the ship, will not sink."

A ship with a compartment is undoubtedly a very large ship, and a broken one or two compartments will not cause a devastating blow to the hull at all, such a ship is intended for combat readiness, that is, this is a drawing of an ancient warship / ship.

Even though there are no words or symbols on the drawing, it can be seen that the drawing is drawn in the form of scale, floor plan and section, and this form of design drawing is also very advanced.

Who made this picture?

Jun Qianqian couldn't help but start wondering, is there a time-traveler in this world other than her?

So is this person a friend or an enemy?

"We have seen the sincerity of the Baiyan tribe, but the inner and outer cities of Zihua are already crowded with people, and there are a lot of open spaces near the territory, I am afraid that you will have to trouble you to sort it out by yourself, we will provide the necessary materials, if it is convenient, the Baiyan tribe can choose its own location."

Luo Ze saw Jun Qianqian put away the shipbuilding map, so he first arranged the resettlement of the Baiyan tribesmen, he knew that she had some conjectures, and she couldn't say it in front of other people.

"We got it."

Xia Lan nodded at the two of them, and took the tribesmen to choose a site.

The Purple Flower Tribe will send out a guide to take them around the neighborhood first, and the grain planted this year is basically drowned, only some vegetables planted on the hillside are still rooted and tenaciously alive, but this yield, it doesn't make a difference if there are roots or not.

The drier arable land can be temporarily relinquished to the Baiyan tribe to station, after all, the fields are also neatly planned, and they are easier to manage.

The only problem is that the soil in the field is soft and muddy, and the wheat stalks have not been cleared, which can only be tossed by the people of the Baiyan tribe themselves, and the Purple Flower will provide cement slabs that can be laid on the ground, but they will not interfere in this work.

Of course, the tents of the wilderness tribes will not be provided for free.

"Forget it, just choose the flat land on the back of the mountain, the tribesmen squeeze in, and they all live closer."

For the first time, Xia Lan felt what it meant to be under the fence.

Ever since she talked to Mr. Mo, Xia Lan has been thinking about what she did wrong, she didn't feel that she had made any mistakes because of pride, and the things she encountered were far from being able to live.

But she couldn't help but waver.

Why is this happening? Why was she so easily shaken by the words of others?

The Purple Flower Tribe received a report and said that the Baiyan Tribe had chosen a place to be stationed, and Luo Ze couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard the location.

"This priest of Xialan, it seems that he doesn't know much about feng shui."

Luo Ze may have choked a few words with the little girl back then, he has always been a little impatient with Xia Lan's attitude, in the past few years, in the face of the Baiyan tribe, he is basically in charge of other high-level people.

"This place is too close to an earthen embankment, isn't it?"

Jun Qianqian was also surprised by this location, the earthen embankment does look very secure, but who knows what this rain will look like in the future, if you add strong winds, the place Xia Lan chose will definitely fail.

"They just don't want to get too close to Purple Flower's territory."

Luo Ze's words debunked the thoughts of the Baiyan tribe, and Jun Qianqian was still struggling with whether to remind the other party, after all, people are on their territory, and if something happens, they will not look good.

But if Xia Lan wants to have the idea of distancing himself from them, then there is no persuasion, but it will make the people of the Baiyan tribe think more.

said that they would choose their own location, and after they had chosen, they came over to persuade them, did they mean to make trouble?

Jun Qianqian shook her head, and also stopped thinking about reminding.

"Let the hydrological team pay more attention and report any problems in advance."

When a person is worried about whether a bad thing will happen, there is a chance that the bad thing will not run.

It's called the art of planting flags.

The Baiyan tribe's request for help, for other small tribes that suffered from disasters, was no less than thunder on the ground, and big men like Bai Yan bowed their heads and begged for help, they still had nothing to put down, and they all came to the outside of Zihua's territory and stationed down.

Some tribes may not be trapped by the flood, but Purple Flower has a grain stockpile, which is incomparable to all tribes, even if their food stock is all gone, as long as Zihua is willing to bloom, they have the possibility of survival.

For this back road, they also moved over without hesitation.

"This rounding is already a unified South, right?"

Jun Qianqian looked at the current situation, as long as everyone was detained, the Southern Empire would be established in an instant.

"It's all rubbish."

The tribe is now mixed, and the work of guarding is very serious.

The daily work of guarding the levees has been evenly distributed among the other tribes, and Purple Flower's arsenal is now being counted every day, and a small drill is being held every now and then, just to deter this group of people who have gathered together for different purposes and warn them not to make trouble.