I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses! Chapter 367: The Tribe’s Future

With the Silver Horn rcenary group here, Corbin wasn’t too worried, and besides, there wasn’t enough ti.

It was just that Pai’s personality was truly terrible; even his disciple only knew how to look at people down his nose.

Waiting until Pai’s figure had completely disappeared, Corbin and Richard looked at each other and ducked into Old Jack’s tent simultaneously.

Seeing this, Hugh followed them in. Old Jack was still angry, patting his student’s head in annoyance: "You silly boy, Tara, you can’t beat him. Next ti he cos to make trouble, call for help. You were just lucky this ti."

"I was afraid he would disturb you, Teacher," Tara said aggrievedly, touching his head.

Old Jack glared at him, wishing iron could turn into steel, before ducking into the tent.

"Uncle Jack, sit here." Corbin attentively patted Old Jack’s special reclining chair.

"This Hadu tribe really has so strange points. Look, besides having Dwarves, they also have humans. And that young man’s strength is definitely not below mine..." Richard pondered, leaning on his greatsword.

"Moreover, he knows how to use magic, and it’s rare nature magic at that. It seems he’s even more powerful than you," Corbin didn’t forget to tease.

Old Jack could be said to have extensive knowledge: "Dual cultivation of magic and martial arts? Such a talent is rarely seen in a thousand years. The last ti such a genius appeared was when the Yas Empire still existed."

Corbin nodded cautiously: "It seems we still underestimated the Hadu tribe. Fortunately, I didn’t violate the agreent this ti. Building a good relationship with them is very necessary."

"Even if we don’t look at their strength, we can’t offend them just for the sake of the white wine." Richard smacked his lips in reminiscence.

Hugh, who hadn’t said a word from start to finish, spoke up weakly with eyes full of resentnt like a betrayed wife: "Didn’t you guys save any wine for ? Especially you, Richard, you haven’t paid back the wine you stole from last ti!"

Unfortunately, he couldn’t afford to offend either of these two, so he could only sigh.

"Ha, didn’t that little chieftain say there would be wine in a few days? You can drink to your heart’s content then, hahaha!" Richard laughed loudly, thinking of the miserable state Hugh might end up in.

With wine that strong, Hugh’s small fra could handle one cup at most.

The group gradually strayed from the topic.

"Dual cultivation of magic and martial arts." Arthur walked Eric ho, still a bit reluctant to leave.

"Oh, I forgot to sell the hairpins. I’ll talk about it next ti I give them the wine." Eric patted his head. He had been dizzied by the gold coins just now and only worried about the white wine.

"Are these for sale too?" Arthur leaned his head over, asking doubtfully.

Eric nodded: "Or maybe I should keep them to distribute to the tribesn to wear. Originally, I wanted to exchange them for a lot of gold coins to buy spices. Now that we’re not short of money, we can buy whatever we want. Let’s just keep these hairpins for now."

Thinking about it, let’s forget it. The white wine sold for so much money, and there weren’t many hairpins anyway. Originally, he was afraid the money exchanged wouldn’t be enough to spend, but now there was no need to worry.

Fortunately, white wine was valuable. Otherwise, with the Hadu tribe’s large population now, everything was consud very quickly. Especially spices and fabric; he wanted to exchange for as much as possible so that the tribesn could have a life where they could change clothes every day.

Currently, this wish might not be realized yet. The original Snow Wolves and Horned Goat people of the Hadu tribe now had at least one set of cotton clothes and weren’t as hard up as before.

But the newly arrived Snow Wolves and small beastn were extrely poor. The Queen tribe and Kon tribe had a living standard comparable to the forr Thomas tribe. The small beastn were even worse off; having fled here penniless, the Rabbit tribe was lucky just to have rembered to bring radishes and seeds.

Whether it was the original Thomas tribe or the beastn and Dwarves who joined later, they were now all tribesn of the Hadu tribe. Eric hoped that they could all live a better life.

Food, clothing, shelter, and transportation - none could be missing. In terms of food, the Hadu tribe could be said to be blessed by nature. Beastn across this entire continent probably didn’t have food as delicious as here. Didn’t the Tiger tribe co from the wealthy Golden Kingdom and still willingly go farming just for the food in the cafeteria?

The brick kilns couldn’t supply enough bricks right now. So small beastn and Snow Wolves were also assigned to the brick kilns. Besides making adobe bricks, they were constantly expanding the kilns.

Now, the fired bricks were prioritized for building workshops. Wait until these workshops were all built, then the fired bricks could be saved up to build houses.

Last year, the Hadu tribe planned to build new houses for only about a hundred Snow Wolves, so the pressure wasn’t huge yet. Later, the Horned Goat people were added, and now with several hundred more newly arrived small beastn and Snow Wolves, the housing pressure increased instantly.

But while the pressure was great, the labor force also increased significantly. It just so happened that the tribe had a lot of work this year; these beastn had indeed reduced the burden on the tribe.

The paper mill and the breeding farm had both arranged for beastn to work, also on a shift system. Two groups of beastn took turns. At night, beastn were left on night watch, while others could freely choose to stay in the dormitory or return to the tribe.

The breeding farm was operating while being expanded. The houses that were finished already had a batch of chickens, ducks, and rabbits moving in. Ti was tight, and there was no ti to care about formaldehyde issues.

Houses made only of cent and wood shouldn’t have formaldehyde anyway...

The tribe was developing by leaps and bounds every day. Seeing life moving toward a better trajectory, Eric felt a great sense of accomplishnt.

Calculating how many gold coins the sold goods could fetch, and thinking about how much spice and fabric the tribe needed to exchange for, Eric happily discovered that after deducting all expenses, at least thirty thousand gold coins would remain.

This wasn’t even counting the furs and beast cores the tribe had accumulated. This ti, the beast cores could be kept and saved for later use.

Furs didn’t need to be kept. Apart from the furs tribesn needed for their tents, or so furs with special effects kept for making leather armor, the others had no use and could be exchanged with the rchant group.

As for beast cores, beastn were different from other races.

Although their physical conditions were blessed by nature, possessing both magic defense and physical defense as well as great strength, beastn couldn’t use the energy of beast cores like other races could.

But Eric had read the original novel. He knew that if beastn condensed a beast nucleus, which had the sa principle as a magical beast’s core, their strength would surpass a level, and they could also absorb the energy of beast cores.

In the original novel, it was described that after Max condensed a beast nucleus, he could rely on absorbing the energy of beast cores to recover his own beast vitality, and his utilization rate of beast cores was higher than that of other races, with the utilization rate nearly reaching one hundred percent.

In the entire Beastman Continent, there weren’t many who could condense a beast nucleus.

In the later stages of the original work, Max could even fight the Dragon race to a draw, which showed his powerful strength.

Eric didn’t know when Max would be able to condense a beast nucleus.

The initial opportunity had been blown away by him.

But since Max had this potential, it was only a matter of ti. Preparing more beast cores for him to use wasn’t wrong.