In the Western Wilderness, the Great Rift Valley continues to divide.
"Rumble..."
As the ground continued to split, almost all the animals along the way fled, and terrifying boulders continued to fall into the bottomless rift valley.
Disasters such as earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, tsunamis, and climate abnormalities are like heavy clouds that have long shrouded the land of the Western Wilderness.
Various disasters and extreme weather have made the living environment in the Western Wilderness extremely harsh. Coupled with large-scale land desertification, it is even more difficult to survive in such a place.
Under such circumstances, tribes that were originally reluctant to leave their homeland were forced to embark on a migration path in order to survive.
Among them are some large tribes that were still gritting their teeth before.
The migration of large tribes is more troublesome than that of small tribes, because they have a larger population and consume more resources. There is almost no possibility of peaceful migration.
Once they embark on the migration path, it means grabbing a large enough territory in other places.
The question is, how much space is there that can accommodate large tribes? Will the indigenous people agree?
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Southern Wasteland, Vine Tribe.
A glowing vine bridge extends from the stone mountain to Feiyu River.
"Crash..."
One after another giant water flies appeared, they rushed out of the water, and then climbed up along the vine bridge.
The annual introduction ceremony has begun again.
In a few days, these giant waterhoppers will turn into giant dragonflies, catching bugs for the Vine Tribe and fighting for the Vine Tribe as they did in previous years.
"There are a lot more giant water flies this year than in previous years."
Jiang Xuan looked at the giant water clovers on the vine bridge. He didn't need to count them carefully to feel that there were obviously more than in previous years.
After all the water flies climbed up, the red peony root on the side said: "There are one hundred and eight in total."
Jiang Xuan sighed: "One hundred and eight giant dragonflies? Nearly twice as many as last year!"
Giant dragonflies metamorphose at different times and in different numbers every day, and there are especially many of them this year.
Perhaps it is because after the Vine Tribe settled here, they caught a lot of big fish, which reduced competition from giant waterhoppers in the Feiyu River and improved their survival rate.
"Buzz..."
After all the giant water flies climbed up, the vine bridge began to retract until it re-wrapped around the huge stone mountain.
Those giant water flies just lay on the vines. After finding their respective positions, they stopped moving, as if they were petrified.
The fog covered the stone mountain again, making it difficult to see the true appearance of Shen Teng.
"Okay, let's go back to work."
Jiang Xuan shouted, and the tribesmen watching by the Feiyu River dispersed, walking in twos and threes to where they were working, while excitedly discussing the giant dragonfly.
Jiang Xuan also returned to his house.
Summer has arrived, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter. After being outside in the sun for so long, I am already sweating profusely.
"Eat some kimchi to relieve the heat."
Jiang Xuan thought of the snow-water kimchi he made last winter, and his saliva secretion speeded up unknowingly.
Last winter, Jiang Xuan made two jars of kimchi with snow water. He had already shared one jar with Chi Shao and others, and there was another jar that Jiang Xuan was reluctant to eat.
The heat is unbearable right now, so eating some sour pickles can help relieve the heat.
Jiang Xuan washed a long-handled spoon, then walked to the corner of the room with a pottery bowl, opened the lid of the kimchi jar, and a refreshing sour smell suddenly hit his nostrils.
Jiang Xuan scooped half a bowl of kimchi from the jar with a long-handled spoon, and then put the lid back on the jar.
He returned to the table, put the earthenware bowl and spoon on the table, and picked up a pair of chopsticks.
In the pottery bowl, the beans, colored peppers, radishes, etc. all showed a golden color, which was very beautiful.
Jiang Xuan picked up a string bean with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. He felt a sour taste that hit Tianling Gai. The sourness can only be experienced after eating it.
In fact, these vegetables are not the same variety as the beans, radishes and other vegetables that Jiang Xuan had seen in his previous life, but they just look a bit similar.
But the sour and refreshing taste after they are made into kimchi is similar.
Jiang Xuan ate half a bowl of kimchi and felt his teeth softened: "It's so sour. It must have been soaked for too long."
The taste of kimchi is best when it is just soaked. It is not particularly sour and has a very crisp and delicious bite.
Jiang Xuan's jar of kimchi has been soaked for more than half a year. It is too sour and not crispy enough to taste. It is too soft.
After eating kimchi, Jiang Xuan cleaned the pottery bowl, chopsticks, and spoons, and then went to work in the yard.
He grows a lot of vegetables in the yard, and often needs to do some work such as weeding, fertilizing, and cultivating soil.
He carried the hoe, walked to the yard, and patiently weeded the vegetables.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Dong dong dong."
"Who?"
"Leader, it's me, Feng Cao."
Jiang Xuan looked around and saw that Tang Yuan, who was usually responsible for opening the door, was not there, and Yue Ya had gone out to eat, so he had to put down his hoe and go to open the door himself.
"Squeak..."
The courtyard door opened, and Feng Cao hurriedly walked in, with a very serious face and anxiety in his eyes.
"Fengcao, what happened?"
"Chief, there is a large tribe in the Western Wilderness that is migrating here, and many small tribes have been wiped out along the way."
After listening to Feng Cao's words, Jiang Xuan's expression changed and he said, "Is the news accurate? Is it really a big tribe?"
"It's absolutely accurate, because some tourists from the exterminated tribes have already fled to our area."
"That would be troublesome." Jiang Xuan frowned.
A large tribe has a population of at least 10,000 and is very powerful in combat.
The most important thing is that every totem god of a large tribe is a very terrifying existence.
They can stand out from numerous small and medium-sized tribes and gradually grow into totem gods of large tribes. Their strength is definitely beyond doubt.
The Vine tribe, combined with other allied tribes, can defeat the medium-sized tribe, but can it defeat the large tribe?
Jiang Xuan didn't feel confident at all, and was even a little panicked.
"Find out which big tribe in the Western Wilderness it is?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "According to those tourists, this tribe raised a large number of snakes. I asked the tribes who migrated to the Western Wilderness and found out about the large number of snakes raised in the Western Wilderness.
There is only one tribe, and that is the Black Snake Tribe."
"The Black Snake Tribe...is this tribe very powerful?"
Feng Cao said with a very serious face: "According to the people from the Xihuang tribe, the Black Snake tribe is very powerful."
"Trouble..."
Jiang Xuan closed his eyes. He originally thought that after dealing with the Bird Tribe, he would be able to develop stably for at least a while. Unexpectedly, another more powerful tribe came.
After a long time, Jiang Xuan opened his eyes again and said: "Let's go find out more information and try to find out the situation of the Black Snake Tribe as clearly as possible."
"yes!"
Feng Cao retreated, and she wanted to lead Thorn Vine to continue to inquire for information.
Jiang Xuan stood in the yard for a while, picked up the hoe and continued weeding, but after working for a while he felt distracted, so he simply put the hoe aside temporarily.
He sat by the pool. The ice lotus root in the pool had grown two disc-shaped leaves, with a few water droplets rolling along with the water waves from time to time.
Jiang Xuan stared at the lotus leaves on the water for a moment and said to himself: "Lotus leaves, frogs, frog tribe!"
"Yes, why did I forget about the Frog Tribe? They should know more about the situation in the Western Wilderness."
Jiang Xuan immediately stood up, washed his hands, and then headed to the Frog Tribe.
To be continued...