Survival in the Mist: From a Dilapidated Wooden Hut to a Heavenly Palace in the Clouds

He could barely recognize the bamboo partridge, but he didn't know the name of the other one.

Without the bracelet's analytical function, he's practically illiterate now. He can only guess a few of the species in the Misty World that are similar to those in his original world; he doesn't recognize the rest at all.

However, even though they didn't recognize them, they could still inexplicably sense the aura emanating from them.

All the bamboo partridges were emerald green, while the other different species were... all deep blue.

Although they were deep blue-level, they were timid by nature and had little offensive power. Therefore, Mo Ming was not worried that they would harm him.

Two of them have grayish-brown heads, white necks, and bright red faces with a prominent white stripe along their posterior edge.

Its upper back, chest, and wings are chestnut brown, and all have broad white bands that are very eye-catching.

The lower back and loin are black with white spots; the belly is white, and the tail is gray with broad chestnut spots.

The other four are mostly brownish-brown in plumage, with black spots all over their upper bodies and white sagittal spots on their backs.

The throat and foreneck are black, the belly is brownish-white, and the outer tail feathers are mostly chestnut.

It looks even prettier than a bamboo partridge.

Moreover, their nearly one-meter-long bodies make them appear considerably larger than bamboo partridges.

"Since I don't know what you are, I'll just call you Big Bamboo Chickens!" Mo Ming was quite satisfied with the name he had chosen; it was simple, easy to remember, and easy to distinguish.

In fact, Mo Ming had wanted to raise some chickens for a long time, but he had never had the means to do so.

Intentionally planting flowers but not blooming, unintentionally planting willows and willows make a shade.

They couldn't find any chicken sellers on the platform, but they caught a large flock of chickens in a randomly planted bamboo grove.

Mo Ming is now at the Emerald level, and his daily food is mostly Deep Blue level. In addition, he drinks the Holy Spring every day. Logically speaking, his level should break through to Deep Blue level naturally.

However, he always felt that breaking through physical levels required not only training and combat, but also a balanced diet.

His diet now includes all kinds of fruits, vegetables, and meat. If he adds eggs, his body's nutrition will be balanced to a certain extent.

Breakthroughs in the future should have some positive effects.

Furthermore, bamboo partridges are timid, not aggressive, and vegetarian, making them low-risk and low-cost to raise.

Mo Ming planned to raise the two types of bamboo partridges together, so he went to the Misty Shop and bought a facility transfer scroll to move the Purple Bamboo Forest to the breeding farm as their habitat.

This not only restores their preferred environment to the greatest extent possible, but also allows the weeds growing in the bamboo forest to serve as food for the bamboo partridges.

In addition, the droppings of bamboo partridges can also serve as nutrients to nourish the purple bamboo forest and the soil below.

This achieves two goals at once, creating a virtuous cycle once again.

In order for bamboo partridges to grow up healthily, in addition to providing them with a sufficient activity area and food, it is also necessary to provide them with a suitable shelter.

Firstly, it serves to shelter them from the wind and rain, and secondly, it prepares them for the upcoming major wind disaster.

Mo Ming used a bronze workbench to build two bronze houses, one for the wild boars and one for the bamboo partridges, and placed them in the breeding farm.

Anyway, the houses are big enough for them to live in.

Moreover, the house is sturdy enough to provide shelter from wind and rain without any problem.

Looking at the wild boars and bamboo partridges that had become his neighbors, Mo Ming always felt that something was missing.

The area around the bamboo chicken is lush with purple bamboo, boasting a beautiful environment and a strong sense of mountain forest atmosphere.

On the other hand, the wild boars' area is completely bare except for a single house, and they still have to be fed manually every day.

So Mo Ming bought another facility transfer scroll and moved the pine forest to the farm as a habitat for the wild boars.

Anyway, the farm is quite large, and there's more than enough land for several acres.

The wild boars have also developed their own ecosystem, and it's clear that they've become much more lively.

Thus, with lush greenery on one side and a vibrant purple aura on the other, the mysterious breeding farm gradually began to resemble a wildlife park.

Seeing such a delightful scene, Mo Ming couldn't help but feel hopeful for the future of the farm.

The farm is extremely large, enough to raise dozens of species of animals, and new suitable species can be continuously captured and introduced into the farm.

The prospects are enormous.

The farm is surrounded by stone walls about 5 meters high, and above it is a huge hemispherical iron net, which allows it to receive sunlight and rain while also preventing threats from outsiders.

Currently, this once vast breeding farm is mostly barren land except for the bamboo grove and pine forest.

Mo Ming plans to divide the farm into several areas, with ancient bronze walls separating each area, and to create different ecological environments for each area.

The specific area composition depends on the wild animals captured.

Animals that can live together peacefully can be kept together in the same ecological zone, while animals that attack each other should be raised separately. For example, when wild boars are captured, a pine forest is set up for them, while bamboo partridges are kept in a purple bamboo forest.

Bamboo partridges are small herbivores, while wild boars are large omnivores. Since they eat a lot of vegetarian food, it's hard to guarantee that they won't suddenly decide to eat meat.

Mo Ming absolutely did not want this to happen, which is why he went to great lengths to set up partitions.

Having solved the problem of the living environment, the next issue is food.

For herbivores, the sanctuary is surrounded by vegetation, so they can gather resources at any time.

But if we raise carnivorous animals in the future, where will we get meat for them?

We can't exactly feed them wild boar and bamboo partridges, can we?

Mo Ming shook his head; this was absolutely impossible.

It's a pity that beast tides don't happen often, otherwise there would be a shortage of meat.

Wait, how could I have such a dangerous thought? Mo Ming suddenly realized that his thoughts had gone a bit off track.

The last polar night beast tide almost destroyed his shelter. How could he have forgotten the pain so quickly?

Oh well! Let's just wait and see! If all else fails, we'll just buy some to tide us over!

There's always a way out, and there's always more solution than problem!

"I wonder how much the fog has shrunk by now?"

Mo Ming, who was looking at the breeding farm, suddenly muttered something.

If the exposed terrain becomes larger, then more wild animals will appear, giving your farm a greater chance to increase the variety and number of animals.

"Xiao Jin!" Mo Ming shouted.

There was no response; Xiao Jin was not near the shelter.

So Mo Ming walked to the moat and shouted, "Meng Ling!"

Soon a huge creature emerged from the river, and Mo Ming jumped directly onto its back.

"Mengling, take me for a flight!"

Without hesitation, the Lingmeng Whale, having received instructions, began to rise gradually, stopping only when it reached about 100 meters. Then, it flew at a constant speed in the direction indicated by Mo Ming.

Looking at everything on the ground, Mo Ming suddenly felt enlightened and shouted, "So this is what flying feels like! It's so awesome!"

After flying for more than an hour, they finally saw the edge of the fog. Mo Ming estimated that they were about 80 kilometers away from the shelter. With that in mind, he was about to turn back.

He glanced down casually, only to be met with a scene that shocked him greatly. Mo Ming's mouth dropped open in horror.

"Mengling, run!"