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

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

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 time he comes to make trouble, call for help. You were just lucky this time."

"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 some 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 time 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 agreement this time. 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 resentment like a betrayed wife: "Didn’t you guys save any wine for me? Especially you, Richard, you haven’t paid back the wine you stole from me last time!"

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 frame could handle one cup at most.

The group gradually strayed from the topic. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

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

"Oh, I forgot to sell the hairpins. I’ll talk about it next time 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 tribesmen 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 consumed very quickly. Especially spices and fabric; he wanted to exchange for as much as possible so that the tribesmen 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 beastmen were extremely poor. The Queen tribe and Kon tribe had a living standard comparable to the former Thomas tribe. The small beastmen were even worse off; having fled here penniless, the Rabbit tribe was lucky just to have remembered to bring radishes and seeds.

Whether it was the original Thomas tribe or the beastmen and Dwarves who joined later, they were now all tribesmen 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. Beastmen across this entire continent probably didn’t have food as delicious as here. Didn’t the Tiger tribe come 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. Some small beastmen 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 beastmen 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 beastmen had indeed reduced the burden on the tribe.

The paper mill and the breeding farm had both arranged for beastmen to work, also on a shift system. Two groups of beastmen took turns. At night, beastmen 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. Time was tight, and there was no time to care about formaldehyde issues.

Houses made only of cement 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 accomplishment.

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 time, the beast cores could be kept and saved for later use.

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

As for beast cores, beastmen 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, beastmen couldn’t use the energy of beast cores like other races could.

But Eric had read the original novel. He knew that if beastmen condensed a beast nucleus, which had the same 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 time. Preparing more beast cores for him to use wasn’t wrong.