Chapter 358

The bricks were successfully fired, Wu Yue was also very pleased, she immediately nodded and said, 'The broken ones can't be used—take them away.'

The surrounding young females, hearing this, looked enviously at Qingcao and Aya.

They dared to directly ask for it only because they were on good terms with Wu Yue.

But the surrounding young females didn't dare; although Wu Yue treated the tribespeople kindly, her status was now different—though not as noble as Xuehu Wu, she was still a high-ranking Shaman.

Everyone could only reluctantly glance at the bricks still being carried out in pieces, then they all rushed toward Aya and Qingcao, who had already obtained the beautiful stones.

The young females' cheers kept coming.

Yue, is this the material you use to build stone houses?

The Xuehu Wu looked at Yuan Lang, who could only break it with great effort, turning his head, his eyes full of bright light.

Wu Yue picked up a piece, turned it over and handed it to the Shaman: 'I used to live in a cave too; this kind of earth was discovered by Teng Kun when we were building a cellar; we tried firing it, and didn't expect it to become this hard.'

The Shaman nodded in satisfaction, held the brick Wu Yue had given him to his chest, and with a stride completely different from his usual, he whooshed whooshed whooshed back to the cave.

Wuyue:...

It turns out you just wanted a brick!

Next, the task of building kilns and firing bricks was entrusted to Teng Qian, while Teng Kun led the scorpion beastfolk, once again tempted by food, to begin the stone quarrying project.

Looking at his own scorpion tail, obviously not as sharp and shiny as before, the hot-tempered beastfolk wanted to curse, but thinking of the food promised by that fearsome young female, his saliva uncontrollably flowed out.

Wu Yue then brought Yuan Lang to the front of the previously collapsed mountain.

The entire mountain had been gnawed by that kind of yellow ant, so the two easily found some ant eggs.

Returning to the place where the slaves were making brick embryos, they crushed the ant eggs in the stone bowl, mixed them with clay and water.

Only then did they take two bricks for an experiment.

"When did the mud on your boots solidify?" Yuan Lang looked at Wu Yue and asked.

I don't know the exact time, but I only noticed it when I got up.

After calculating the time, Yuan Lang nodded: 'Then we'll come check after we've eaten tonight.'

Wu Yue glanced at the mud mixed with yellow ant eggs between the two bricks, her heart full of anticipation.

But when the two came to check at night, the mud had dried somewhat but had no adhesive strength at all.

Yuan Lang easily pulled the two bricks apart with just a little force.

The anticipation in Yuan Lang's eyes instantly cooled: 'It seems it's not the ant eggs.'

Wu Yue also nodded, somewhat disappointed: 'Hmm, but I really did step on ant eggs yesterday; that's why the soil stuck to my shoe... ah!'

She suddenly exclaimed in surprise: 'Could it be because of that soil?'

Yuan Lang pressed his lips: 'Let's try; we can't overlook any possibility.'

Having said that, he rose and headed toward the cave, deliberately seeking a place where the collapse was severe.

They dug up the soil, carried it back, divided it into two portions: one mixed with ant eggs and water, the other simply mixed with water to make mud.

They took four bricks and glued them together with the two different soils, but this time they did not leave.

The next moment, a pleasant surprise occurred: although they had expected to wait a long time, the soil dried quickly and turned much lighter in color.

The two glanced at each other, anticipation rising in their eyes.

Yuan Lang placed his large hand on the brick mixed with ant eggs, yet lifted both bricks up; the two's eyes grew brighter.

He gripped each brick separately, trying many times before finally managing to pull them apart.

Wu Yue beside him was almost grinning; according to her observation, the force Yuan Lang just used to pull apart the two bricks was definitely much greater than the force he used yesterday to pull apart a single brick.

The other brick was the same; its adhesiveness showed no difference from the soil mixed with ant eggs.

In short, the true adhesive agent is the waste soil that the yellow ants have ingested and excreted.

With bricks, adhesive, and a solid foundation, how far off could a brick house be?

Several people had been waiting a long time, naturally they were impatient.

In the following time, they began mass-producing bricks, and Teng Qian also energetically built several kilns.

All fired up together, the efficiency was naturally off the charts.

A few days later, Wu Yue bribed the Xuehu Wu with bricks to obtain several Beastman Warriors who had previously followed Yuan Lang.

These Beastman Warriors obeyed Yuan Lang's orders very well; after a few days of training, a new batch of Beastman Warriors for brick production emerged.

The miserable scorpion beastfolk were assigned to gather stone.

Wu Yue, Yuan Lang, and the Teng Qian and Teng Kun brothers then began constructing the world's first brick house.

Although the fired bricks were sturdy, considering the strength of the wild and ferocious beasts here, they still built two layers, making the walls thicker than a Beastfolk's body.

Tribespeople watched as the handsome little bricks were glued together by Yuan Lang and the Teng Qian and Teng Kun brothers with earth, and gradually a neat, sturdy wall appeared before them.

Now, not only slaves and tribespeople, but even some Beastman Warriors who previously didn't care began to gather and watch.

It can only be said that General Yuan Lang, who came over with a cheat, indeed has two capable deputy commanders; without Wu Yue saying a word, they went ahead and made the doors and windows.

Looking at the strange object surrounded by beautiful stones, with one side having a large and a small hole, the Snow Tiger Tribe's peoples were puzzled.

What is this?

But some Beastman Warriors who had exchanged for salt had eyes full of shock.

The house Yuan Lang built, just by appearance, is far more beautiful than any stone house they have seen.

Moreover, the roof above is also different.

The roofs of those super-large tribes are usually covered with several stone slabs, but the roof of Yuan Lang's house has a thick tree trunk in the middle.

"Leave the roof to me," Teng Qian patted his chest, excitedly said.

After speaking, they stepped onto the roof using the simple ladder they had made.

Wu Yue drew near Yuan Lang's side and whispered, "Is Teng Qian okay?"

Although the voice was soft, Teng Kun nearby could also hear it.

Without waiting for the eldest brother to answer, he laughed and said: "Don't worry, Yue, I and my older brother have helped the neighbor's uncle quite a bit with repairing the roof."

Wu Yue hearing this laughed: "I thought you were repairing the roof for yourselves."

Teng Kun gave a bitter smile: "We can't afford a brick-and-tile house; only those in the village with better circumstances can build such a house."

My older brother and I live in the village chief's old house; the walls are made of mud bricks mixed with dry grass, and the roof is also thatched with dry grass.

Every time it rains, it leaks.

Wu Yue hearing this pressed her lips, it seems they are all from poor backgrounds.

Teng Qian was laying the roof above, while Teng Kun and Yuan Lang were responsible for passing materials up.

In such busyness, the sky quickly grew dark.

"Let's rest first; we'll continue tomorrow."

Hearing Yuan Lang's voice, Wu Yue only then felt her legs were extremely sore; she had actually been standing here watching all day.

The roof was empty now; Teng Qian and Teng Kun sat aside, biting into biscuits big-mouthed, looking extremely hungry.

Wu Yue rubbed her eyes, nodded, and said: "You should also rest early; we'll continue building tomorrow."

Yuan Lang nodded: "Go rest quickly."

He himself, however, did not leave, but stood in place seeing Wu Yue off as she returned.

But Qingcao and Aya, who had been watching for a long time, could no longer restrain their curiosity and rushed over, one holding a steaming bowl of lump soup, the other holding a biscuit fresh out of the pot.

"Yue!"

"Yue, eat something!"

Wu Yue amusedly looked at the two little companions whose intentions were written on their faces, and amusedly said: "Come in."

She then lifted the curtain of her tent, inviting the two to enter.

Wu Yue's stomach was also quite hungry; after eating in a wolfish manner, she wiped her mouth and looked at the two people scratching their ears and cheeks.

"Ask whatever you want to ask."

Qingcao spoke first: "Yue, wouldn't a house built from such nice stone collapse with just a push?"

"Yeah, yeah, it doesn't look very sturdy; are you going to live in such a house from now on?"

Wu Yue looked at the two: "The houses of those super-large tribes are also built from stone, and they haven't collapsed either!"

Qingcao and Aya shook their heads in unison: "How can your small stones compare to their huge boulders? Stone houses are all built with stones taller than the beastfolk."

"As the beastfolk warriors say, an ordinary beast crashing into it would surely die."

"Good, you've even learned the term 'dead as a doornail'."

Wu Yue lifted her chin, speaking proudly: "Our house won't collapse even if the beastfolk crash into it."

After that bout of boasting, the two little companions looked at her as if she were crazy.

Wu Yue, feeling exasperated, stood up, grabbed the two's animal-skin clothes, and threw them out: "Hurry back home, it's annoying to watch."

With the two annoying things gone, thinking that tomorrow's house could be finished, Wu Yue's mood was exceedingly elated.

She let out a cheer, lay back in her grass nest, opened the system panel, and looked at the progress bar for task completion, which showed ninety-five percent done.

Wu Yue excitedly rolled around in the grass nest for a long while, the smile at the corners of her mouth gradually fading as she fell asleep.

At that moment, the pouch at her waist moved, and Tongzi's fluffy little head poked out.

Seeing her host's sprawling, unrestrained sleeping pose, he immediately felt worried and patted his own little meat pad on his head.

Suddenly there arose a motherly sorrow: will such a host be disliked by Yuan Lang in the future?

After thinking that, he let out a somewhat proud huff: with Tongzi here, if Yuan Lang dares to dislike this dog host, he'll just use pocket-money points to exchange things and deal with him.

Thinking of pocket-money points, he looked at the pitiful number in his account, then flipped through the system mall's item column at those high prices.

Tongzi suddenly felt a resolve: he must start saving money.

Without Tongzi's series of random thoughts, the weary Wu Yue simply slept straight through until dawn.

Outside the tent were the busy footsteps of the tribespeople, and in the distance came the happy laughter of little cubs playing and roughhousing.

All this is so beautiful... good...

No, today isn't it still necessary to continue building the house?

Thinking of the house, the last trace of sleepiness instantly vanished.

She got up, washed up, ate; in her previous life, when she received wages, she had never been this proactive.

She picked up the still snoring Lan Pangzi and rushed toward the tent opening, but the moment she lifted the tent flap, she saw not far off the house already standing in the tribal territory.

The only difference from yesterday was that it now had a roof reflecting beautiful light in the sunlight.

Wu Yue curled the corners of her mouth into a big smile, quickened her steps, and ran toward the house.

Yuan Lang and the two brothers Teng Qian and Teng Kun still had mud on their bodies, looking somewhat disheveled, but their gazes at the towering house before them were exceptionally bright.

Around, the tribespeople who had not yet gone out to hunt or gather all exclaimed in unison, discussing.

"The shaman has come."

Not knowing who shouted, a path opened among the tribespeople surrounding the whole house, and the somewhat stooped Snow Tiger Shaman leaned on his shaman's staff and walked in.

At the moment he saw the towering house before him, a glimmer also appeared in his deep eyes.

"Is this the house you've built?"

He directly looked at Wu Yue and said.

Wu Yue nodded: "Yes."

Beside him, the Snow Tiger Clan chief looked at the house built of stacked stones, began to doubt its sturdiness, and there were not a few beastfolk warriors who shared the same doubt.

Wu Yue naturally knew everyone's doubts, so she turned her head toward the hunting team and said: "Is there any tribesperson willing to test the house's sturdiness?"

The gathered males looked at each other, I look at you, you look at me.

Finally, Shilin stepped out holding a stone spear, smiling at Wu Yue and said: "Let me try, Yue."

But just as he was about to step out, his path was blocked by a tall, sturdy beastman warrior behind him.

The beastman warrior stepped forward and said, "I am the strongest in the tribe; let me give it a try."

Wu Yue nodded: "All right."

The beastman handed the stone spear in his hand to Shilin beside him and walked over to the wall.

He lightly reached out to push it.

The tribespeople's eyes filled with smiles; to everyone, a house built from small stones would surely collapse with a push.

But to their disappointment, no matter how hard the sturdy beastman pushed, not only did it not fall, the wall didn't even tremble.

Now, not only the Snow Tiger Tribe's people, but even the scorpion tribe's beastman warriors hiding nearby to spy had looks of deep surprise in their eyes.

"It still looks pretty sturdy!"

"Just standing there and pushing is useless; try ramming it!"

"A tribesman shouted."

Hearing that, the beastman warrior also withdrew his big palm from pushing the wall, stepped back several paces, let out a loud shout, and charged at the wall.

"Bang!"

A dull impact sound came, and the area before the house fell silent.

The beastman's ram caused no damage to the stone wall built from stacked stones, but...

Everyone's gaze dropped, seeing the sturdy beastman warrior clutching a big bump on his head, squatting in the corner and whimpering, and a hint of sympathy appeared in their eyes.

It's not your fault for having a soft head; it's just that the wall is too hard.

Wu Yue walked over to the beastman warrior, amused, placed her palm on the big bump on his head, and as her shamanic power flowed, the intense pain was soothed.