The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 116: The Forgotten Witch Doctor (Members Plus)

System 666 sounded aggrieved, and Yun Mo found it funny, so he actually laughed out loud.

Yun Mo has always been very doting on the people he has chosen. As long as they don't cross the line, he can dote on them without any bottom line.

For Yun Mo, the system, this novel creature, remains to be seen, but he has already begun to show signs of doting on it, otherwise the system would not dare to actively promote its products in front of Yun Mo.

At this moment, looking at the system, the whole ball was a little wilted. He pulled the ball system out from his sea of ​​consciousness, pointed at the ball with his slender fingers, and there was a hint of smile in his tone.

Yun Mo: “Okay.”

Yun Mo: “Three hundred points, right?” Yun Mo: “Take it.”

Farming System 666: "Good Host"

Farming System 666: "(Instantly cheerful)"

种田系统666：“宿主三百积分已扣除哦(?2?9?6?1?0?6w?6?1?0?7?2?9)“

Farming System 666: "Wood-type ability has been sent"

Farming System 666: "Host, please receive"

Yun Mo poked the soft ball of light. At this moment, a vital force flowed into his soul like a trickle, nourishing his soul. Even his natal sword jumped happily to show its welcome.

Yun Mo was slightly stunned. He looked at the ball of light jumping on his legs, and the corners of his lips curled up. What a pleasant surprise!

The system was stunned by the overwhelming beauty, but quickly adapted. The host's skin wasn't as pretty as last time, but the soul inside was beautiful. Every time the host smiled, the system felt like it had short-circuited. Who could withstand such a beauty attack? In the afternoon, Yun Mo made a pot of postpartum soup to visit Qianya. When he left, he took Shun with him without hesitation. After all, his ability to make any object larger or smaller had been exposed, so there was no need for Shun to hide any longer.

Qianya was showing off the clothes Mo gave her to her best friend Lida. Under Lida's envious gaze, Mo walked into the cave.

Qianya: "Silence"

Qianya: “You are here”

Qianya: "(Looking at Mo with a smile)"

Yun Mo handed Shun over the thing in his arms.

Qianya was stunned for a moment before she reacted and quickly caught Shun.

Shun sniffed in Qianya's arms and then obediently let Qianya hold him.

Yun Mo: "I named him Shun"

Qianya: "Shun"

Qianya lowered her head and looked into Shun's big, wet eyes, and her maternal love suddenly rose.

Qianya gently touched Shun's head, and Shun rubbed Qianya's palm affectionately. He still remembered the smell of his mother.

Watching the interaction between mother and son, Yun Mo's indifferent expression became a little gentler.

Yun Mo: "I have something to do later, so I'll leave it to you."

Qianya: “Okay”

Qianya: "I'll ask your father to find him some milk fruit later."

Qianya: "After eating milk fruit for a month, you can eat meat."

Yun Mo: "Milk fruit?"

Yun Mo had never heard of this word before, so he asked in confusion, adhering to the principle of asking if he didn't understand.

Yun Mo: “What is that?”

Qianya: "Milk fruit is a kind of fruit." Lida: "Milk fruit is a kind of fruit that contains milk."

Lydia on the side began to explain.

Lida: "Not all of us beastmen have milk."

Lida: "At this time, milk fruit is needed to feed the child"

Lida: "Qianya hasn't been feeding well these past few days. Even if there was milk, it has already shrunk."

Lida: "So I have to go find some milk fruit to feed Shun"

Yun Mo: “I don’t know these”

Yun Mo: "I've been giving Shun the broth to drink these days."

Lida: "You are not yet an adult, it is normal for you not to know these things."

Lida: "Don't worry about things that go well."

Lida: "If you just make that pottery, it will be fine."

Lida: "After a while, it will be the rainy season." Lida: "After the rainy season, it will be the snowy season."

Lida: "Many people in our tribe have run out of salt."

Lida: "With the pottery, we can exchange it for salt, so that the tribe can have a full snow season."

Lida: "In the past, our tribe would exchange food for salt, but we didn't dare to exchange too much salt."

Lida: "Even with this, many people will starve to death during the snowy season."

Lida: "But it won't work without salt"

Lydia: "(looking sad)"

Qianya: "Silence"

Qianya: "Can you really make pottery?"

Qianya: “(eyes full of anticipation)”

Yun Mo: “Yes”

Even after listening to Lida's complaints and worries, Yun Mo still looked calm. It was his nonchalant attitude, as if nothing was a big deal, that made Qianya and Lida suddenly feel that making pottery was something they could look forward to.

Lida: "That's great! (Looks very happy)"

Yun Mo: “…”

Yun Mo had said more than once that pottery could be made. These orcs were full of distrust in his words, but at the same time they were thinking, what if?

What if Yunmo can make pottery, but they don’t do it, then wouldn’t they lose the opportunity?

So these orcs followed Yun Mo's instructions with the idea that it would be no harm to give it a try.

And Yun Mo really wanted to teach them how to make pottery.

It's not for comfort, nor for showing off or pity.

From the beginning to the end, Yun Mo wanted only one thing - merit.

Teaching these orcs to make pottery and make their lives easier was considered education, and it was a meritorious service. Just like his desire to thoroughly research the medicinal properties of herbs and pass them on to future generations, everything was for the sake of merit.

Immortals don't need nothing. Without money, where can they buy elixirs to make pills? Without money, where can they buy things to maintain their natal swords? Immortals' cultivation cannot be separated from money.

Merit to Yun Mo is like money to ordinary people, the more the better.