I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 424: The Rescue Plan

Temporarily unable to return, Eric picked up all the broken stone pieces that had fallen in the cave, while Kanude was in charge of throwing them out.

Eric placed the storage tools Arthur had forced upon him earlier under the pillow, waiting for Arthur to return so he could give them back to him.

It had to be said, if not for being forcibly brought here, the plants on Dragon Island were truly beautiful. Perhaps because this place was inhabited entirely by dragons, the magic and origin power were extremely abundant. Strange flowers and grasses grew endlessly; placed in the cave, they looked beautiful, instantly making the cave seem more livable. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

When that huge golden dragon left, he had made the hole above even larger. Brilliant golden sunlight shone in, and the gloomy cave immediately became bright. It could be considered a good deed.

While Eric was depressedly cleaning the cave with Kanude, the Hadu tribe was busy as a chaotic mess.

Max’s injuries had completely healed. Luci initially didn’t believe it; she had witnessed her son’s injuries herself. She knew very well how severe they were. Even a beastman couldn’t possibly recover to full health in just two short days.

She thought her son was rushing to say his injuries were healed because he wanted to save Eric. With tears in her eyes, she advised Max not to be rash; she couldn’t bear another shock.

Unable to persuade his mother, and with his father not agreeing either, Max had to focus his mind and show them the beast core on his forehead.

"Oh my god, this is!" Luci covered her mouth, eyes wide in surprise, reaching out to touch Max’s forehead. There was only the feeling of skin and flesh, but the abundant, rich beast origin power was not fake.

Thomas was both happy and afraid, standing up to pat his son’s shoulder, excited beyond words.

This was a beast core. For so many years, no beastman had successfully condensed a beast core. One had to know that once successful, one’s strength could rival a seventh-tier magical beast!

Just by condensing a beast core, the limit of a beastman’s strength would also increase greatly. With diligent cultivation, one could rival the god level!

This was truly good news from the heavens. He finally knew why Max could recover so quickly.

After calming down, worry rose again. Thomas hugged his wife, who was still in excitement and hadn’t recovered:

"Max, even so, you cannot be rash. We must prepare thoroughly before going. We don’t know if the token Eric gave will work; we cannot take too many risks. Moreover, things in the tribe must be arranged properly before we leave. We cannot let Eric’s hard work go to waste."

The work in the fields was endless. Originally, planting Big Mouth Flowers could save people a lot of time catching bugs, but Eric had been captured before finishing planting, so most fields still needed manpower to catch bugs.

Balu handed the farming work to Kiet to lead other beastmen to do it. At this moment, he was on his way back to the Hong Thao tribe.

The Ox-Head tribe had contact with many races; perhaps they also knew about the Dragon race. Carrying this hope, he planned to go back and ask the elders.

There were also other factories, canteens, and warriors protecting the tribe’s safety; all had to be arranged properly before leaving.

Max nodded, his eyes gloomy: "I know, but the moment I think of him on Dragon Island, life or death uncertain... the Dragon race’s nature is cruel. If by any chance..."

A cold look appeared on his face as he continued: "As for the Elves, we don’t need to worry. Evan will definitely help."

It wasn’t convenient to tell others, but Max could clearly sense Evan’s feelings for Eric were unusual. Perhaps due to hostility, he was the only beastman who discovered this; others didn’t notice anything unusual.

Evan always appeared polite and refined. Only his loss of composure on the day of departure proved his feelings.

But for Eric’s sake, Evan was undoubtedly the best partner for cooperation. Max had to endure it even if he was dissatisfied. Precious treasures often attracted much coveting. He was like a beast guarding a treasure; despite being extremely vigilant, it was still snatched away.

Thomas thought worriedly, Eric had saved Evan after all. Now that he was in trouble, the other party surely wouldn’t sit idly by.

It was just that... whether Evan was saved back then or not remained a question.

Later, knowing his identity, Thomas had thought it through. As a prince of the Elves, logically speaking, Evan couldn’t be without life-saving items. Even if he had used them all in battle, there must be a way to send messages to other Elves.

Moreover, at that time, the Elves were frantically searching for him all over the continent, yet Evan stayed at the Hadu tribe for more than half a year. Following Eric and the others back then was more likely due to Evan’s own will.

Evan and Arthur were different. He hadn’t lost his memory, and his territory was on the Illusory Dream Continent; he could go back whenever he wanted. Because of this, Thomas couldn’t quite guess Evan’s thoughts, nor did he know if the other party was willing to help.

But in his memory, Evan was sociable and approachable, very different from other Elves, never using arrogant or contemptuous eyes to look at beastmen. When busy with farming, he didn’t spare using magic to reclaim wasteland. Even for an Elf, he was a good Elf.

"Alright then, if your injuries are healed, we shouldn’t delay anymore. Go select some warriors, then pack the things needed to bring along. We will go to the Elves first." Thomas waved his hand and said.

Galvin was injured very heavily. At that time, Arthur was in a rage; countless spears had almost shattered all his bones, and his internal organs were also severely ruptured. If not for Eric’s healing magic being cast in time, and in large quantities, he certainly couldn’t have been saved.

Now a stream of vitality was surging in his body, constantly healing him. With the Snow Wolf’s recovery speed, there would be no sequelae; it would just take at least a few months to recover to peak condition.

Comatose for several days, Galvin woke up before Max left.

The person who discovered him was Kevin. Although Chief Queen verbally didn’t support Thomas, hearing the news that they were preparing to set off for the Elves, she, along with Karin and Joseph, took over the work in the tribe and couldn’t stay to watch over Galvin anymore.

Tribesmen who were free would come to take a look.

Kevin swore that before, he really hated Galvin - arrogant, disobedient, only liked fighting, completely a troublemaker.

But on the day Arthur kidnapped Eric, it was also this guy, who always acted unconvinced, who risked his life to rush forward, getting beaten to a pulp, too tragic to look at.

At that time, Kevin couldn’t even enter the yard. The strong pressure suppressed him until he couldn’t even breathe. It could be seen that Galvin’s strength was indeed comparable to Max’s.