In the depths of the Scarlet Leaf Forest, there is a bottomless hole, surrounded by three strangely shaped platforms made of long rock barriers. The dead Korsun people will be thrown into the pit, and this is their fate, and this is the tomb of Korsun.

It is also their sacred place, where the three leaders of the clan pray on three high platforms and listen to the will of the gods.

As the corpses of the raiders were thrown into the pit, the leaders struck the hollowed-out logs with their mallets, making rhythmic noises of varying heights. A group of half-naked Kolsun people gathered around the altar, leaning forward and backward, spinning in place, and dancing the traditional dance.

"Tam, knock, hide." The leaders chanted an ancient incantation, and their bodies slowly emitted a light similar to soul flames, "God Baham, great god Baham, please prophecy for us, please guide us in the ......"

The ritual proceeds slowly and continuously, lasting three days, as is customary.

Not far from the tomb, the Korsun people surrounded by animal skins watched all this from afar, their eyes full of disdain and disdain.

The taller of these two people is called Achai, and the one with a rounder face is called Agon.

The evaluation of these two men in the tribe can be described as terrible, and they repeatedly questioned the god Bahamu and rebelled against the leader. Although the two are physically strong, every time a warrior is selected from the clan, they will be eliminated at the very beginning.

Fortunately, the two of them are good at hunting, and they will not starve to death.

"Look, I'll just say that the warriors they chose are a bunch of rubbish." Agung sneered as he chewed on the spotted leaves, "It's still the hope of the tribe's future." ”

Achai squatted aside and smiled, "I think you're jealous." ”

Agung spat out the chewed leaves, "Isn't it because you've made a friend like you?" ”

Achai asked rhetorically, "Oh? So it's my fault? ”

"Of course," said Agung, "Baba has been looking at me lately. I missed the love of the first beauty of the tribe, how can you compensate me? ”

Ah Chai: "Oh? Did Baba ever like you? ”

Agung said, "Don't mention it, I think Mira is not bad." ”

Achai sneered: "Your vision is too high, either the first beauty or the first female warrior." ”

Agung suddenly rolled his eyes and said, "Or ...... Isn't it time for you to introduce your sister to me? ”

Achai couldn't help but punch him, "Tia? She was not yet old enough to officially hunt and eat meat. ”

"Next year will be enough," Agung said. ”

"She's the eldest daughter in my family." Achai's expression gradually fell silent, "This is not Guillotine Rock, and it is not Elder Walker on the altar. ”

Under the reign of the current elders, the eldest daughter meant a tragic fate.

"I don't care." Argonne smiled, "I'm willing to suffer that consequence. ”

The topic suddenly became heavy, and both of them fell into a speechlessness.

"Ahem, have you heard, those people didn't escape." Argonne had to find another topic.

"Oh?" Achai glanced at him, "Could it be that the god Baham rescued them?" ”

"I heard that the leader of the homeless people let them go."

Achai looked as if Baba had taken a fancy to him, "They don't know that the people in that village were killed by our elders?" ”

"And I've heard something even more amazing: the leader of their tribe said we were welcome to eat there." ”

Achai gave him a blank look, and a bold idea suddenly popped up: "I want to go and see." ”

"See? What to see? Agung's eyes widened suddenly, "You want to go to the camp of the homeless?" Without the blessing of the leader, you can't return to the grave when you die! ”

"Didn't those people get back?" Achai looked back at the people who were still performing the ritual, "Besides, even if you die, if you are buried with those stupid people, it is better to die outside." ”

"We're afraid we won't be able to last more than a month." When Skobin came to report, Buxiao was having a headache.

He had ordered a lot of food to be stocked in the village cellar, but the camp was more crowded than he expected.

Although there has been a lot of hunting for wild vegetables and wild animals recently, the rainy season in the forest will arrive in a few months, and not only will the roads be muddy and difficult to walk, but even the wild animals will hide in their nests, making it even more difficult to hunt.

Buxiao thought about it for a while, so he could only take Finks out hunting to try his luck, hoping to catch some large monsters with more meat.

"Since you're going hunting, I'll take people to farm." Lydia suddenly proposed.

"Farming?" Don't smile and look at her curiously.

Lydia nodded, "Isn't there a large piece of land between the hillside and the river to the north of the village?" ”

The young man couldn't help but cough and reminded, "It's a wasteland overgrown with thorns. ”

"It grows thorns and weeds...... You can grow food. Lydia's theories are flawless and flawless, "Trust me, farming is my racial gift." ”

Thankfully, no one knew that she had never farmed in any of the worlds. Taking advantage of the fact that her own cowhide was not punctured, Lydia immediately dragged the young men and soldiers to the wasteland to reclaim.

After digging out a few firebreaks, Lydia led a fire to a large area of charred earth. Looking at the flames burning all over the ground, the young man suddenly felt a little sad, "If only I could use the magic sword......

This was probably the third time Lydia had heard the young man say this, and she suddenly looked at the young man seriously and asked, "Tell me honestly: are you the embodiment of that magic sword?" ”

The young man was puzzled: "Incarnation? ”

"Yes." Lydia said with a serious face, "There is a mention of an ancient god in the classics, and its previous owners were gods of war, so it also has a godhead. Later, this divine soldier felt that no one was qualified to use him, so he turned into a human form and fought by himself. ”

The young man's face was full of embarrassment: "Your Royal Highness, what you said is a legendary story, not true. ”

Lydia frowned and looked at the young man, "You also know it's just a story?" Then how can you, like its incarnation, be restless without it? ”

The young man suddenly woke up to the fact that "I was so dependent on it that I forgot about myself." ”

Lydia smiled and tossed him a hoe, "That's right, with or without a magic sword, you're our partner." ”

The excavation went very well, and Lydia called a meeting of a few villagers who knew how to farm to discuss what to plant.

Wild wheat grows too slowly, even if it is ripen with soul magic, it takes three or four months, and by the time of harvest, Lydia has already starved into a shriveled skeleton. However, someone suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered the four major specialties that the young man had said: dahlia, sweet stem tree, Burador melon and astringent melon.

The villagers of Ice Wolf Castle had never seen these things before, so the young man found a few samples to open everyone's eyes.

Dahlia is an endemic plant of this world, growing in humid and warm areas, flowering in two months, the petals are thick and juicy, ready to eat after cooking, and the slimy taste is acceptable when chewed.

The sweetstem tree is a dwarf shrub that bears long, finger-sized fruits. It's just that the sugar content of this fruit is too high, and eating it directly can kill people, so it may be a good choice to use it to make sugar.

As for Buradaugua, when Lydia first saw it, she blurted out, "Isn't this just a potato?" ”

That's right, that's the potato.

Because the people of this world have a bad impression of the traverser, they are reluctant to use the title of the traverser, so they have created a new word.

It is important to know that potatoes are actually a relatively easy food to cultivate and ripen quickly. The requirements for land, humidity and temperature are not too high. At the same time, from the perspective of digestion and absorption of the human body, it is also one of the staple foods that can be strategically reserved.

The last to appear is the astringent melon, which is half a person tall and has a thick and fibrous skin. It is said that after drying, it can be used to make yarn and even spin into cloth, and the feel is similar to that of flax.

After cutting the skin, the tender yellow flesh is revealed, but it tastes a little salty, and I heard that this melon is more suitable for growing in sand, but I don't know if it has anything to do with it.

The most important thing to watch out for is that the melon has a brown pit the size of a grape in the center, and if these pits are broken, they will reveal a strong pungent smell, which is more tear-jerking than onions.

Under the repeated admonitions of the young people, a certain princess who did not believe in evil ordered one to try. In the crisp sound of explosion, the room was so full of smoke that it almost died. Given its incredible power, the princess suggested that the species be regulated as a "biological weapon".

Based on everyone's opinions, Lydia decided to cultivate the dahlias first, and used all the inventory of soul stones to ripen a batch of dahlias to ensure basic supplies. Wait a month for the harvest and then mix it with the Burador melon, that is, the potato. In addition, consider transplanting a batch of sweet pole trees from the surrounding mountains into the camp to facilitate management.

After the meeting, Lydia showed up at the site of the reclamation with her trouser legs rolled up, and Cruise's repeated dissuasions were dismissed by her as "leading by example".

She tried to turn the floor first.

This seems to be an easy job, but it is actually very tiring, the surface layer of floating soil is relatively soft and easy to excavate, and digging a little deeper will result in very strong clods, even accompanied by some large stones. Lydia had only been digging for two hours before her arms went numb and her fingers trembled.

Unable to pick up a hoe anymore, she decided to challenge seeding.

Sowing dahlias is a chore, you need to chop the fruits of the dahlias first, take out the seeds and soak them in water to germinate, and then plant them in a pit after the seedlings are divided into three plants. It didn't take long for her to fall to the ground panting and slumping on all fours, lamenting why sowing was more tiring than ploughing.

Fortunately, the stubborn Lydia did not admit defeat so easily, and somewhere to find a zigzag plow.

There were no oxen and chocobos could not bear the load, so Lydia and a few soldiers took ropes around themselves and dragged the plows along.

Maybe she won't be able to use farm tools or sow seeds, at least she can walk.

Encouraged by Lydia's "leading example", the efficiency of reclamation work has also improved a lot.

The next morning, when Buxiao twisted the nose of the two-headed monster and walked back, he was surprised to find that more than a dozen acres of dahlia green leaves were waving in the sun.

More villagers, led by Lydia, joined the ranks of reclamation and sowing, with hundreds of hoes tumbling up and down and zigzag plows galloping back and forth.

When Buxiao saw that there was a princess among the people dragging the Quyuan plow, he thought that his nerves were probably deranged.

"Hey!" Lydia saw it from a distance and ran over covered in mud to say hello, "I'll just say that farming is my 'racial talent', right?" ”

Looking at Lydia's chapped lips without smiling, he took out a kettle from the shadow and handed it to her, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Lydia drank "tons and tons" of cows, wiped her mouth and smiled: "Don't worry, it's nothing compared to the training of knights......"

Buxiao was just about to say something, but suddenly became alert like a beast, and instantly put his head on the ground and listened carefully.

"The big forces are approaching." His expression became more and more ugly, "There are tens of thousands of people. ”

"Could it be the Ice Wolf Chaser?" Lydia's nerves tensed.

He couldn't judge without laughing, but he ordered: "Prepare to defend against the enemy." ”

Lydia immediately ordered the sentinels to give the order, and the horn sounded in the camp. People who were working outside rushed to the shelter with their families and mouths. All the young men were armed, and the three combat squads, led by Lydia, were fully armed at the key junction.

In the distance, a large flock of birds suddenly arose in the forest.

As Bu Xiao said, there is a great army coming.