Quick Wear: This is my wife

Chapter 252 Snake Orc VS Lop-eared Rabbit Orc 52

Everyone looked at the mountain of soil and was shocked.

They seemed to see hope for the future and the vitality that was about to bloom on this land.

"Xiao Ning, go back and have a good rest. You will have your things tomorrow." Zhen Mubai's voice came with a hint of concern.

He quickly cut off the communication and went to rest aside. Seeing that Zhen Mubai had already given the things to the Beast God, the orcs became more motivated.

They knew that the Beast God would accept their sacrifice and would always bless them.

They worked harder, their hearts filled with longing for a better life.

After dinner, everyone sat down to rest. The Beast World Continent was exceptionally peaceful at night, dotted with stars and a gentle breeze.

Everyone sat together and shared their stories and feelings.

Although they were tired, their hearts were full of hope.

The next day the sun rose, and the golden sunlight sprinkled on the earth, bringing warmth and vitality.

Everyone continued to pick cotton. The white cotton sparkled in the sun, as if telling of a beautiful future.

Ao Zhan once again took a few people to the wheat field and dug up fifty wheat plants.

Ao Zhan looked at a large wheat field and fell into deep thought.

"Wife, does this need to be saved for seed?" His voice was full of worry.

Looking at the endless wheat fields, his heart was full of doubts.

If we save seeds, wouldn't it be the same as sowing and planting? It's so much work, it would be exhausting.

"It's time to sow the seeds, but what should I do? I can never finish it!" Zhen Mubai was also very depressed and didn't know what to do.

Their faces were filled with worry and their hearts were filled with confusion.

At this moment, the system jumped out to help Zhen Mubai solve his doubts.

"Host, the Beast World is different from your original world. There is no need to sow seeds. As long as you don't uproot them, they will grow again next year." The system's voice was like a ray of dawn, illuminating the darkness in their hearts.

He has to come out. If these two bosses go back and bring up old scores, he won't even know how he died.

When the two heard what the system said, their worries immediately dissipated a lot.

"This won't work, it's too slow." Zhen Mubai frowned, feeling extremely anxious.

He was eager to explore other places. It would be a shame to waste his time here.

His eyes flashed with desire for the unknown and longing for the future.

"The winter season still has six months left, so it's okay to waste some time." Ao Zhan seemed a little lazy. He really didn't want his wife to be too tired.

In his opinion, they now have food and drink, so even if the situation gets bad, the worst that can happen is that they can take some food to help the orcs of the Kra tribe.

There was a hint of indifference on his face, as if time was not so urgent for him.

"No! We can harvest here this year and come back next year. We can't just sit back and enjoy all the fruits of our labor. We don't know when the system will let us leave." Zhen Mubai said very seriously, his eyes firm and persistent.

He thought about it carefully and finally decided to contact Zhen Muning.

"Xiao Ning, I need a few enlarged sickles. Ask Mr. Jiang to find someone to make a few for me. I'll also give you some plants. Just go to the square and wait for you after you finish speaking." Zhen Mubai described in detail the shape of the sickle he wanted, his tone full of anticipation.

"Okay, brother. I'll go find Mr. Jiang now. It's quick to make this, so I can give it to you later." Zhen Muning went to find Mr. Jiang happily.

This is the first time Zhen Mubai has asked the country for something.

When Mr. Jiang heard what Zhen Mubai needed, he immediately made a phone call and asked his subordinates to prepare it.

After Zhen Mubai traded fifty ripe wheat plants, he waited eagerly for the sickle he needed.

Time passed minute by minute, and by noon, the Chinese side had finally finished making the sickle and passed it to Zhen Mubai.

"Bai, what is this?" The orcs looked at the strange thing in front of them. It had handles on both sides and a wide blade about four or five meters long in the middle. They were full of doubts.

They had never seen anything like this before, and their eyes were filled with confusion.

"This is the tool given to us by the Beast God. With it, our efficiency will be much higher." Zhen Mubai's voice was filled with excitement.

There were a total of twenty mutant sickles. Zhen Mubai asked two flying orcs to take each side, and then started flying forward from one end of the wheat field.

I saw that all the wheat in the middle was cut off in an instant by the sickle.

When everyone saw the efficiency, they were amazed. It was convenient, fast and labor-saving.

What would normally take three or four days can be completed in just one afternoon with these tools.

"Thanks, Beast God! This is incredibly useful." The orcs cheered. "As our tribe grows stronger, we can also make the things the Beast God gave us." Zhen Mubai's words delighted the other orcs, as if they saw hope for the future.

After a tiring day, everyone went to bed early, looking forward to tomorrow.

It took another morning to finally finish harvesting the cotton and wheat.

The people continued to search for things without stopping, knowing that these wheat and cotton would definitely keep everyone warm during the cold season.