The wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the trolls felt like they were dying.
The weird rains that lasted for several days not only destroyed the potatoes they replanted, but also wetted their house, causing the foundation to become unstable and making it muddy inside and outside.
Darusa began to feel that he had failed and was incompetent again, unable to even provide the most basic survival guarantee for the tribe's trolls.
Although he blamed himself, the trolls in the camp had no intention of complaining about the leader. Instead, they felt that the leader was wise and mighty. He had foreseen a strange rain in advance and forced them to stay here to build the camp.
If they really continued walking, they would probably have been exposed to the rain in the past few days, but now at least it wasn't as bad.
In a larger troll hut, there were Darusa, Aluru, Auda, and a gold-level troll warrior.
This hut was built sturdier and didn't get much water after the rain, so it could barely stay dry.
The top leaders of the four tribes gathered together to think about the future, how to develop, how to overcome difficulties, and how to survive.
The problem they encountered now was the problem of water sources. In the past, there were so many streams and waterfalls in the mountains that they didn't need to care about drinking water at all.
When they were in the manor, the water was not polluted and they could still live happily.
After a rain, the water in the creek on the edge of the town was black, and the water in the wells on the edge of the town and the ditches on the edge of the fields was also black, and they were all polluted.
Although you can drink this kind of water, after drinking it, your throat and stomach feel like being rubbed with a dull knife, which makes you scratch your heart and liver.
Auda also doesn't know how to purify water, and trying to boil the water is of little use. In short, this is an urgent problem that needs to be solved.
"What do you think?" Darusa asked the other three trolls who had various frowning expressions. He had no idea, so he asked.
Now that the high priest who can guide the tribe is dead, they must rely on the remaining tribesmen to think of appropriate ways to solve the problem of survival.
Sad!
Auda took off his feather hat, straightened the sparse hair on his head, and kept thinking of solutions.
The first thing he thought of was the ancestral spirit totem left by the high priest.
The power of the ancestral spirits is mysterious and powerful, and the high priest can use the statues of the ancestral spirits to do almost anything, including healing, attacking, raining, and even inducing crops.
But after every use, the high priest would look very tired, so they would not ask the high priest to use the power of the ancestral spirit frequently.
It's different now. The high priest is dead. Others are not familiar with the statues of ancestral spirits and don't know how to use them correctly.
There is no way to use this treasure mountain!
Seeing the troll speak, Aluru said tentatively: "Can we use the statue of the great ancestor spirit to purify the water source?"
"Why… "
The other three trolls glanced at Aluru, and then sighed together.
"How about... let's go back to the mountains?" The nameless troll warrior raised his hand weakly.
Darusa shook his head, "What will happen if we go back? The rich places are all on the other side of the mountain. We will still be short of water and food after we go back..."
Thinking of the terrifying monsters on the other side of the mountain range, the troll warrior also fell silent.
After finally climbing over the steep peak to get here, it’s better not to go back.
After much deliberation, they didn't have any good solution. In the end, the problem came back to Darusa as the leader.
After racking his brains for more than ten minutes, Darusa could not think of a 100% solution to the problem. He said helplessly: "Let's elect a new priest first, and try to use the power of the ancestral spirits first. Also pay attention Regarding the situation on the human side, they should also encounter the same problems as us, let’s see how they solve them.”
"This is the only way..." Auda kept nodding, saying that this method was good, and at least it would give him something to do.
…
The trolls began to observe humans. They sent out the remaining reconnaissance experts, and occasionally went to the manor to take a look, but they just looked at it from a distance and did not get closer.
In the manor, Xiang En and the others discovered the troll's observation. They originally wanted to surround and kill the troll, but they were hundreds of meters apart. The troll climbed on the tree and observed from a distance. Xiang En had to learn new control skills if he wanted to control it. It was not cost-effective, so he gave up in the end.
The trolls can watch as much as they like. Their small number can no longer make a big splash. Even if they want to attack secretly, they have to cross the entire circle of trap totems on the periphery first.
At night, Xiang En will let Naka and the others take turns to keep watch. There is no need to worry about safety. If they don't cross the line, just let them watch.
In the troll's observation, humans often transport some soil and vegetation garbage in yak-drawn carts, and then transport some large stones into the manor and pile them on the ground.
And humans will also find a lot of dead grass, mix these things with soil, and use them as filling materials to build walls around the manor.
Yes, after discovering that Naka and the others were increasingly addicted to playing cards, Xiang En found a new thing for them to do, which was to rebuild the manor.
The exquisite masonry walls were no longer available, so Xiang En used a more primitive method to build thicker walls.
Under the deforestation of the trolls, the area of the manor had at least doubled, but two corpse-burning pits were dug in the small lake behind it, and the area shrunk a bit.
Therefore, the reconstructed area of the manor was 1.5 times its original size, and there were only 7 people working on it, so everyone needed to work twice as hard.
Although they are 007 every day, their strength has really improved at work!
Xiang En distributed the magic crystals to the trolls, and every night, they would absorb some.
Not long ago, Ma Ji successfully broke through to the silver level warrior!
Soon, Duncan will also break through. Their absorption efficiency is very poor, but they can't stand the trolls who reach Silver level as adults. With the birth of a large number of high-level magic crystals, it will not be a problem for all of them to reach Silver level.
It is more difficult to get gold. If you use up all the magic crystals, you can only launch a gold-level professional.
There are many gold-level warriors among the trolls, and Xiang En has six crystals with heart-like shells in his hand. One such crystal represents a life that is unique in all.
What a sin! Zombies!
Xiang En planned to use these six gold-level magic crystals for Andrea, so that she would have a chance to break through to the gold level.
Coupled with the benefits from the gods coming down to earth, he is truly a strong man who can crack mountains and crack rocks. Unfortunately, he does not have the corresponding martial arts, so his combat power cannot be better utilized.
It's like a person who has obtained a skill certificate. He has indeed passed the exam, but his true ability depends on the depth of his mastery of the skill.
In order for Andrea to improve faster, I exchanged a silver-level control skill with En, Heavy.
Consumes 5% of magic power and increases the target's gravity by 2 times. The duration is determined by the amount of magic power consumed.
Training under double the pressure every day has shown remarkable results.
(End of chapter)