Chapter 193: Tulou That Can Resist Foreign Invasion

In ancient times they built Tulou, which is a huge challenge for Youchao Xuan, but he says he can try; his Youchao Family has been building houses for centuries, so there is no reason to be frightened by a Tulou they have never seen.

"Goddess, I can try, but this kind of house has a big problem you need to know."

Ying saw it and said, "Youchao Xuan worries that we will be invaded by outsiders; although living together in a Tulou is fine, once an external tribe invades, we will be trapped inside the house—too dangerous. Qinghuan, we cannot build it."

Compared with merely living, being besieged is a greater threat.

"I have already thought it through; what you call the twelve can be solved. Tulou are common in some places, and they have a way to repel enemies: using the Rammed Earth Technique to lay the foundation, so rainwater and invading forces cannot get in. Moreover, they install mechanisms in each living room, so when enemies invade we can protect ourselves and strike back—killing two birds with one stone. Also, this Tulou differs from ordinary houses: it is waterproof, fire‑proof, and most importantly it does not require much timber, only a large amount of mixed mud. Ying, what do you think?"

Actually she wanted to build wooden houses, but given the current situation there isn't time, the foundation is insufficient, and the tribe refuses to leave the settlement; now building a Tulou has become the only option.

Nevertheless, it's fine; once conditions mature later, the tribe will understand the benefits of housing, and will try to relocate elsewhere, building small houses with gardens for each family.

One cannot become a big fat man in a single gulp; take it slowly.

Hearing this, Ying was naturally pleased; if the problem can be solved, then of course they can build.

"Fire‑proof, waterproof, and requiring little timber—this is truly great. Qinghuan, do you know how to build it?"

Ying found the house interesting; because it needs little timber, they can save a lot of wood. He is different from his father; his father felled all the tribe's trees, nearly causing the Wolf Tribe's extinction. But Ying is different; he cherishes the wood and believes that as long as the rainforest exists, the tribe can survive by relying on it.

"I have a method. I want to use the Rammed Earth Technique. I need eggs, but I know there are no chicken eggs here, so bird eggs will do. Lime—the white powder—mixed with mud to cast a high foundation. The house will be built around this circle. What do you think?"

"Youchao Xuan thought it was fine: 'I agree with the Goddess. This Earth and Wood Technique is the same. Although our Youchao Tribe has never built a Tulou, we can give it a try.'"

"I also want to try, to see how good this Tulou really is."

"Then what are we waiting for? We can start construction."

"Ying."

In the distance A Mu's voice came; A Mu walked over with a smiling face, "Ying, the Yao Tribe has brought the wolf tribe people to help."

Hearing this, everyone looked behind and actually saw… Here, the Ying Tribe was undertaking a great task; everyone came to help with the work. Almost the entire tribe—men, women, old and young—were mobilized, racing against time for their Tulou and the heavens.

The news spread quickly to the Rongdi Tribe; a lone Rongdi stood on the Treehouse looking into the distance. Ji Nü told Rongdi all the news, and oddly this time Rongdi was unusually quiet.

He was neither angry nor speaking.

Ji Nü didn't know he was waiting for news from others and was about to ask something when the person hurriedly ran over, "Chief, I'm back."

"Back, and failed again?"

The person wrapped a banana leaf in his hands, trembling as he set down what was inside the leaf; fresh blood streamed out. Seeing the blood on the banana leaf, Ji Nü was somewhat startled.

"A She, what is this?"

"It is, it is Adong's severed head, chief. Youchao Xuan is not dead; Adong was captured and Ying had someone cut off his head, saying it would be given to you."

"Given to me?"

Rongdi finally became angry, his whole demeanor volatile: "A bunch of useless waste, what good is raising you? You only eat and never work."

He sent people to assassinate Ying, but that group could not enter the tribe, and it was not easy for Adong to sneak in to kill Youchao Xuan, but unfortunately… "Chief, spare me."

Rongdi didn't even glance at the head, but raised a foot and kicked it forcefully; the blood‑stained head was kicked down below, where many ferocious beasts were waiting for food. In an instant, the beasts pounced, fighting over the single head.

They quickly gnawed it to nothing.

Ji Nü had seen such scenes many times and was already accustomed.

"Chief, don't be angry. Ying is just a fool; he will regret it."

With those words, Rongdi suddenly took interest; he turned his head to glance at Ji Nü. His wound had not healed, and the knife scar on his face was obvious.

The whole face looked even more ferocious and terrifying.

"You call him a fool? Have you ever seen a fool who repeatedly kills me?"

"No, I mean their building of Tulou is a futile effort. The rainy season is about to arrive, and I heard those Tulou are made of earth; when it rains they will collapse, and many will die. Chief, then we'll just watch a comedy. Everyone knows the rainy season requires stockpiling food, yet they do nothing and keep building Tulou. Isn't that fighting the heavens? Fighting the heavens is fighting the gods, and there's no good outcome."

Admittedly, Ji Nü's words made Rongdi quite pleased, because he also wanted to see their Tulou collapse; then he could cause countless casualties among Ying's tribe without any special means.

"Did Duo Luo tell you that?"

Ji Nü quickly gave an awkward smile, "It was the High Priest who said it. The High Priest has already stolen sweet potatoes and corn from the Cannibal Tribe and the Yao Tribe, and she is having people plant fields."

Rongdi was somewhat surprised, "Planting fields? Can she do that?"

In his mind, only Nan Qinghuan, that female, could farm; everyone else would fail.

Ji Nü was about to say the High Priest was working hard, when, unexpectedly, a scolding voice came from not far away.

"Why haven't they sprouted yet? You bunch of waste, if they don't sprout by tomorrow I'll kill you."

Rongdi squinted slightly; it was Duo Luo's voice. He hurriedly leapt down and saw Duo Luo reprimanding some people in a barren field.

It wasn't his own tribe.

Seeing their short stature, he seemed to understand, "Stop, Duo Luo, what are you doing?"

Duo Luo immediately retracted the whip in his hand, "Chief, is your wound healed?"

Rongdi glanced around, "What's this about?"

Duo Luo was a bit embarrassed, exchanged a glance with Ji Nü, and hurriedly said, "I captured a few Cannibal Tribe members to plant fields, but they're useless and can't grow corn seedlings. I was about to deal with them, a beating would suffice."

"If you beat them, will they be able to grow?"

Rongdi sneered, "Only Nan Qinghuan can cultivate these things; you're counting on her, dreaming."

Leaving that remark, Rongdi turned to leave. Hearing this, Duo Luo objected, "I don't believe it. I am the High Priest; I can do what Nan Qinghuan can. Chief, watch me; I will grow corn and sweet potatoes. Now the rainy season is coming, their Tulou will collapse, and the Ying Tribe will die a terrible death. This is the punishment of the Heavenly God; tribes that try to fight the Heavenly God have no good end."

Duo Luo's words made Rongdi squint slightly, "What did you say?"

"I have already observed the stars at night; the Disaster God has arrived. All tribes are preparing major rituals, praying to the Rain God to prevent floods. But the Ying Tribe no longer has a High Priest to lead the rites, and everyone is busy building Tulou. Do you think the Heavenly God will spare them? This time they will surely drown in the flood."

Crack!

As soon as those words fell, the dim sky was split by a thunderbolt, and the uncanny accuracy made Rongdi's tiger‑like body shudder.

"Flood the Ying Tribe?"