Chapter 8

From the cliff, one can overlook the entire situation of the wasteland.

This wasteland is at least a hundred kilometers long and several tens of kilometers wide.

On one side of the wasteland lies a dense forest, the very same forest where the Fox Tribe previously lived.

On the other side of the wasteland stands a high mountain, its peaks permeated with a pale yellow mist, as if dust were constantly rising above the entire mountain.

This is the Misty Mountain Range that stretches between the Beastman Kingdom and the human world.

This mountain range stretches for an unknown number of kilometers and is filled with dangers!

The most dangerous part remains that pale yellow mist; it is said to be a type of miasma, and the most lethal kind at that. Once ordinary people inhale it, they become poisoned and suffer various ailments, and if exposed for too long, it can even become life-threatening.

It is precisely the existence of the Misty Mountain Range that caused a human kingdom on the other side to abandon its plans to launch an expedition against the Beastman Kingdom.

The Misty Mountain Range is enough to swallow any great army!

Unless the Church spares no cost to use divine artifacts to protect the army and force a passage through the Misty Mountain Range.

But even if they could force their way through, they would still need to pass through many dense forests to reach the Beastman Kingdom.

In the dense forests, the combat power of the beastmen is not to be underestimated. Unless that human kingdom unites with other kingdoms for a joint expedition, a single nation alone cannot shake the massive Beastman Kingdom!

But a coalition of human kingdoms that believe in different gods... that is something one can only imagine.

"The humidity in the air is still very high; the moisture content in the forest is not small."

On the cliff, Lin Yan whispered.

His next target is not the forest where the Fox Tribe resides.

It is the Misty Mountain Range on the other side.

But the heavy rain has only just passed, and the forest floor of the Misty Mountain Range is too damp, with too much moisture.

Burning a forest is not the same as burning that Tier 1 giant bear.

The giant bear had abundant energy within its body, so even burning it in the rain resulted in more gain than loss.

But burning a forest, if the moisture is too heavy, would result in spending more than one earns, a losing proposition!

In fact, the energy points gained from burning plants are not very high.

However, Lin Yan is still in the accumulation period for energy points and is still in a growth phase, so Lin Yan decided to wait until the moisture in the Misty Mountain Range dissipates somewhat, then thoroughly ignite one side of the Misty Mountain Range to turn it into his energy points!

At the edge of the wasteland, the entire Fox Tribe has mobilized to continuously reclaim the wasteland.

There are also a large number of fox-men searching for other potatoes in the forest.

At the edge of the wasteland, a pile of fire has been lit.

Several fox-men are constantly chopping dry wood in the forest to keep this fire from going out.

This pile of fire was lit under the instructions of the Saintess.

No one knows that Lin Yan has already arrived within this pile of fire.

With fox-men searching for dry wood to burn, Lin Yan prepares to wait here for the moisture in the Misty Mountain Range to dissipate.

In this pile of fire, he can still harvest several energy points every second.

Beside the fire, the fox-girl Qing Ling continuously plants the potatoes found by the fox-men herself, then uses magic to accelerate their growth.

This process is also a process for her to become increasingly familiar with magic.

Lin Yan places high importance on his first Saintess; once her magic is exhausted, Lin Yan replenishes it for her.

Her application of magic is becoming more and more proficient.

This night, Lin Yan once again activated the "Blessing" of the Virtual Godhead, enhancing her perception and understanding of magic.

The fox-girl Qing Ling was extremely excited and barely slept all night, spending all her time meditating.

Early the next morning, the fox-girl Qing Ling was still in high spirits.

She went early to the first potato plant she had planted.

The Fox Tribe Chief and other fox-men also arrived.

"It should be mature."

The fox-girl Qing Ling placed her hand on the soil to sense it, then said.

Then, she reached out her hand and carefully brushed away the soil.

Below, there was a large cluster of potatoes the size of eggs.

"So many!"

The fox-girl Qing Ling said in surprise.

She lifted this cluster of potatoes and counted them; there were actually fifteen in total!

These potatoes were at least the size of eggs, even the smallest ones.

The largest ones were even bigger than goose eggs.

"My god!"

The surrounding fox-men let out bursts of exclamations.

These fox-men had never seen such a crop before.

A single cluster actually grew so many.

Fifteen!

Each one weighed at least one tael!

The yield of this single plant was at least three or four catties!

Compared to rice, this yield is simply terrifying!

You must know, how much land did this one plant occupy!

And it seems there is no need for irrigation or anything; it doesn't require meticulous care like rice or wheat!

The soil here is also so fertile that there is no need for fertilization at all.

It seems that once planted, you don't need to worry about it anymore!

"Saintess, may I take a look?"

Beside her, the Fox Tribe Chief asked excitedly.

The fox-girl Qing Ling nodded and handed the cluster of potatoes to the Fox Tribe Chief.

The Fox Tribe Chief lifted it and felt a weight in her hand.

"This yield, how terrifying!"

The Fox Tribe Chief did not hide her shock!

What is even more terrifying is, if all such crops have such a terrifying yield, how shocking would the yield per mu be?

That is a number she dare not even imagine.

In fact, even if this number were presented to a human expert in agriculture, they would be startled.

You must know, in the world Lin Yan lived in before he crossed over, the peak yield of potatoes could easily reach ten thousand catties per mu.

How much is rice?

This world has no hybrid rice, nor does it have the high-quality fertilizers of his previous life.

Even with magic or divine arts to increase production, reaching the level of hybrid rice would at most achieve one or two thousand catties per mu.

And the energy and growth time required for rice are far greater than for potatoes.

Therefore, this cluster of potatoes left the Fox Tribe Chief stunned for a long time.

As for the other fox-men, they were already so excited they didn't know what to do.

Now, there remains one critical question.

Can this divine gift satisfy hunger?

Yes, the Fox Tribe Chief had not yet thought about the taste.

Being able to satisfy hunger would solve all problems!

"Follow me."

The fox-girl Qing Ling had already had people set up a pot.

Then, according to the divine revelation she received, she washed the potatoes and threw them in.

Additionally, she also placed a few potatoes in the firewood.

About ten minutes later, the potatoes in the pot were cooked.