I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 398: The Insect-Catching Divine Tool

Chapter 398: Chapter 398: The Insect-Catching Divine Tool

"I can’t just watch them like that and not care. There is no place for those beastmen on this continent. So many small beastmen have met with misfortune; if I have the ability to keep them but turn a blind eye, how will they survive?"

Eric recalled the first time he saw those small beastmen; they were even more miserable and pitiable than human slaves:

"And my tribe also needs beastmen to join. Only when everyone’s strength is gathered together can we stand firm on this continent, right?"

Balu couldn’t refute because his Ox-Head tribe was the same. It was precisely because all the Ox-Head people gathered together that they avoided many disasters.

"The Hadu tribe will forever be our friend," he said solemnly to Eric: "No matter what trouble you encounter, we will not stand by and watch."

A warm current rose in his heart, and Eric smiled, his eyes curving: "Thank you for helping us so much. I know you are worried about us, but on this continent, those who mark time in place can only be swallowed up. No matter how unwilling, one cannot struggle free."

Balu laughed loudly; he praised: "You are the wisest beastman I have ever met. If you were an Ox-Head person, I think Patriarch Tu would definitely let you be the successor."

Balu gave such high praise that Eric felt ashamed to accept it.

He came from an era with a complete system and had witnessed many changes. Although he had never been a class monitor, anyone who had studied history knew that isolationism was a path to destruction.

No matter how strong beastmen were, if they encountered humans inventing nuclear weapons, they could only take the beating.

Humans in this era also had formidable mages, warriors, and knights, as well as other professions. The leaders of humanity could also threaten beastmen.

Since Eric had come here, he naturally hoped his tribe could be well. Standing still could only lead to being beaten, just like the Scorpion-Tailed Lion that nearly destroyed the Thomas tribe in the original work; who knew whose hand was behind that?

Accepting small beastmen had risks, but risks also came with rewards.

Not only did the tribe gain many tribesmen, but it also laid the foundation for multi-racial coexistence.

Moreover, there were still many small beastmen escaping on the continent who had nowhere to go.

If news that the Hadu tribe had their companions spread, it would certainly attract other small beastmen.

Just the Cat tribe alone had tens of thousands of members, large and small. Nearly half had escaped, plus other races; currently, on the Fantasy Continent, there were many beastmen fleeing outside.

It was just that this step needed to be taken slowly, developing the tribe’s strength while continuing to accept small beastmen.

If too many were accepted at once, attracting the attention of the Golden Kingdom, even if they paid the same price, they would certainly be given a hard time.

The current Beast King was not a reasonable beastman. From his style, one could see that the Beast King from the Golden Lion tribe was both tyrannical and lacking in empathy, a cruel and ruthless individual.

The Hadu tribe wasn’t close to the Kingdom, but ultimately, they were on the same continent.

The tribe couldn’t run anywhere; only by becoming strong would others dare not easily make a move. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

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Taking the wild vegetables Balu gave him, Eric ran to the riverbank again and picked many flowers.

Last time when making essential oils, he discovered that the scent of flowers was still more fragrant and also better for human skin.

Beastmen could only smell if a flower was poisonous or not; the effect when applied to the face still required humans to test a small amount to know.

Hydrosol and essential oil of the Big-Mouth Flower applied to the face caused a rash, but stopping for a few days cleared it up.

Other flowers had no side effects, but the best effect came from a pink flower resembling a lotus, also growing in the river. It was just that there were no lotus roots underneath, which made Eric regretful for quite a while.

This flower had no name, so Eric called it a lotus.

Its hydrosol had a sweet taste and a faint fragrance, while the essential oil had a stronger scent.

After applying it to the face for a few days, that person’s skin was clearly much softer and smoother, and even whitened a bit.

This effect was no joke.

Women in his past life spent so much effort to whiten their skin, but in the end, using foundation was still the fastest effect.

But this hydrosol acted directly on the skin. Eric could imagine how many nobles would go crazy for it.

Nobles of the other world, regardless of gender, paid great attention to their image, even somewhat excessively.

The lotus was a low-level spiritual plant. Its skin-beautifying effect was even better than some high-level spiritual plants; indeed, every trade has its master.

Although the Big-Mouth Flower couldn’t be used for skincare, its dyeing effect was the best.

Eric used its juice to make quite a lot of fragrant soap. Currently, it was still waiting for saponification; it would be usable in over a month.

The only drawback was that its fragrance wasn’t as strong as modern fragrances, but the natural scent was quite pleasant.

Moreover, the Big-Mouth Flower had another benefit: it was a carnivorous plant.

Eric planted quite a few in the courtyard. In the hot weather, mosquitoes and insects were inevitable, and the Big-Mouth Flowers resolved this problem thoroughly.

Out of kindness, Eric even planted a ring of Big-Mouth Flowers along the base of the wall in the courtyard of Henry next door. Although not as beautiful as other flowers, they were very useful.

It was just that Henry’s expression when he saw that ring of Big-Mouth Flowers wasn’t very good...

That was the only time Eric saw him lose his composure like that.

Picking the lotus petals one by one and crushing them, then using linen to filter the flower juice, followed by the distillation process.

Recently, Luban had been given a lot more work, and the other Dwarves weren’t idle either, so Eric still used the wine distillation set to make perfume and essential oil.

It had to be said, once used to it, Eric even felt this set was easier to use than the small one; one go could produce a lot.

The scent of the perfume lured a swarm of bees, among which several were attracted by the scent of the Big-Mouth Flowers. Not knowing life from death, they approached until they landed on the petals.

Just then, the flower, originally gorgeous and fragrant, suddenly opened a mouth full of sharp teeth from the stamen, instantly swallowing the bee.

The juicy purple petals instantly became even more brilliant.

Eric had seen this scene many times but still couldn’t help but secretly stick out his tongue. Indeed, beautiful things could only be viewed from afar and not trifled with.

This insect-catching efficiency was even more formidable than beastmen...

Wait.

He stood up abruptly, slapped his forehead, and said in frustration: "Eric, oh Eric, you are truly stupid to death!"

Wasn’t this a ready-made insect-catching divine tool! It could emit a fragrance to lure insects and could even eat them - green, clean, pollution-free, and effortless!

Pesticides in this era were very limited. Balu and Kiet led beastmen to find a type of yellowish-brown root; the water boiled from it had an insect-killing effect but was also harmful to plants. Every time after spraying, the crops would wilt for a few days.

The insecticides of alchemists were similar.

But if these Big-Mouth Flowers were planted in the fields, wouldn’t it be the best of both worlds?

They could exterminate insects in the fields without harming other crops; this flower wasn’t vegetarian.

Most importantly, the Big-Mouth Flower didn’t compete for nutrition with crops because the nutrition of this flower basically came from prey...