Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

Mu Xing went to see the teacher of this body.

He is also the great witch of the Dahe Tribe, named Suo.

Suo is very old, so old that he is almost unable to walk. He has recently suffered from another illness, and has been lying in bed for many days and cannot get up.

Suo has a pair of gray eyes, even though he is very old and dying in bed, those eyes are still very clear.

He was very surprised to see Mu Xing's current appearance.

It's just that he wasn't surprised by Mu Xing's appearance, but said with great relief: "I feel a strong witch power from your body. Xing, you have received the blessing of the witch god."

Mu Xing also felt the energy called witch power from this old elder.

"I heard it was very lively outside..." Suo murmured in a low voice, "Did something happen?"

Mu Xing told him what he had done in a low voice.

Suo laughed, obviously very happy: "It's great, it can make the tribe less sick. I knew that you would definitely become a great witch."

He suddenly coughed violently.

Mu Xing silently mobilized the still weak witch power in his body to make him feel better.

But it was just to make him more comfortable.

The great witch's vitality is gradually passing away, he is too old, and has come to the end of his life.

The patriarch, Jin Shi, and several other young witches in the clan came over.

Suo said to them: "I am about to go to the road of death. From then on, Xing will inherit my position and become the great witch of the Dahe Tribe."

Several clansmen did not say anything, and silently performed a tribal etiquette to Mu Xing, which meant that they recognized Mu Xing's identity as the Great Witch.

Suo's gray eyes stared at Mu Xing without blinking, and suddenly lit up at a certain moment, as if he saw something that surprised him.

Mu Xing's heart moved, and he wanted to ask something. The old witch had already closed his eyes with a smile on his face.

The Dahe tribe believes in the witch god, and believes that fire is one of the symbols of the witch god and the most holy existence.

Therefore, all the clan members who died were cremated.

Mu Xing became the new great witch of the Great River Tribe.

But in fact, his life is no different from before, only a little busier than before: after all, the big witch is equivalent to the doctor and wise man in the tribe.The people of the tribe look for him when they have any headaches, when they encounter something they don't understand, and when they go out to hunt on a large scale, they also ask him for divination in advance.

With beast-like feet and a fast journey, Mu Xing only spent a few days traveling all over the Dahe Tribe and the area within a hundred miles of the Dahe Tribe.

The living environment of the Great River Tribe is actually very good.

Their tribe was multiplied by a huge river that meanders from the far east.

On both sides of the river are fertile plains and rolling hills.

However, after a rough walk, Mu Xing has discovered more than a dozen edible fruits and vegetables, and even a plant similar to rice!

When he found the rice, his expression was too surprised. The patriarch Jin Shi who had been following him looked at him suspiciously, stretched out his paws, and put a handful of ears of rice into his mouth——

"Bah!" The big lion spat out in disgust, with a low voice, "It's not delicious."

The smooth-bodied leopard on the other side licked its paw casually: "What's so strange about this thing, there are many of them on the other side of the big river."

Mu Xing glanced at these big cats, and said happily: "You don't understand, this is something that can keep us from starving in winter."

After saying this, several big cats pricked up their ears.

The Great River Tribe didn't have the concept of planting, not even the concept of raising livestock.

The source of their food is hunting.

There is no need to worry about other seasons, there is enough food, if it is not enough, the unpalatable fruits on those trees can also fill the stomach.

But it’s not enough in winter. In winter, there is a vast expanse of white snow outside, and there are no traces of prey in the woods outside, or in the more dangerous mountain forests.

Lazy big cats, the only season to be more diligent is autumn.

They need to kill more prey, dry it and store it, so that they don't have nothing to eat when the snow covers everything.

But winter is so long, big cats who like to eat fresh meat are always very hard to bear.

Star said, this thing can fill the stomach?

All members of the Golden Lion tribe looked at Mu Xing with burning eyes.

Mu Xing said: "It will take some time for the rice to ripen. Huayue, do you think there are many of these things across the river?"

Leopard nodded: "I have seen it, and I know where it is."

Rice should be the biggest harvest of Mu Xing's trip.

Not only that, he also discovered that the big cats of the Great River Tribe actually knew a lot of basic medicinal herbs, and these medicinal herbs could treat some simple traumas and inflammations.

It was getting late at this time, Mu Xing looked at it and said, "It's too late to rush back today, let's rest here tonight."

As soon as he finished speaking, the orc warriors who followed him all looked at him with bright eyes.

Mu Xing: "..."

Well, since the first day he came out, he used the earthenware pot he brought out to stew a meal of venison soup, and roasted a few skewers of venison by the way, these big cats, when it was meal time, used this Staring at him eagerly.

In fact, Mu Xing is not very good at cooking.

The animals in this world don't know whether it is pure natural or for some reason, the meat is particularly delicious.

He just cleaned the venison, found some grass leaves that can be used as spices, threw it into a pot and stewed it, and the taste was very good.

But Jinshi and the others looked like they had never eaten such delicious food before!

After thinking about it for a while, Mu Xing understood: this group of big cats eat their prey raw when they are hungry.

Later, I learned that the prey tastes better when it is cooked. Good guy, I just threw the whole thing into the clay pot, not to mention the internal organs, and even the fur was not cleaned.

If it tastes good, it's hell.

Mu Xing decided: When he returns to the tribe, he must improve the tribe's eating habits.Seeing how pitiful this group of children is, they almost shed tears after eating this little thing.

The golden lion left two clansmen to stay with Mu Xing, and took the two clansmen to leave. Not long after, a huge lion came over biting a white thing.

Mu Xing took a look, it turned out to be a sheep?

The leopard flower at the back jumped into a human, holding a sack in his hand, which contained a large handful of blue fruits.

This is what Xing wants to eat. He eats this thing called fruit every day. He not only eats it himself, but also lets other clansmen eat it.

Hua Yue and the others didn't like it very much at first, but after eating with Mu Xing for a few days, they got used to it.

Mu Xing directly lit the fire to roast the mutton at night, and several big cats ate to their heart's content. Mu Xing stared at the fire in a daze.

Early the next morning, he followed the tribe back to the tribe.

Then, let the idle tribesmen chop wood, make fences, circle out a large area, ask the tribesmen to catch sheep, and emphasize that they must live.

If you can't find food in winter, you can raise it by yourself.

The orcs moved very quickly, and within a day, a decent sheep pen was built.

And the warriors did not disappoint Mu Xing. The docile little sheep had no ability to resist in front of the big cat. On the first day, the tribe brought back dozens of sheep.

He arranged for the people in charge of guarding and feeding the sheep.

A few days later, the big cats of the Great River Tribe swam across the raging river and came to the swamp full of rice.

The ears of rice that have reached the ripe season are very beautiful, and the golden ears of rice are hanging down heavily. Mu Xing reached out and picked a bunch, and the full touch told him how rich the fruits are hidden in these rough rice husks.

He smiled and raised his voice and said, "Cut off all these golden ears of rice and bring them back to the tribe!"

The orcs didn't know why, but they were all obedient, and harvested these things with the stone knives they brought.

When the sun was setting and the people of the Dahe tribe turned into beasts and returned to the tribe carrying bags of fresh rice, Mu Xing suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The weak witch power in the air, which he has not yet found a quick way to absorb, suddenly rushed towards him.

The big cats also realized that something was wrong.

But they couldn't see the witch power, they just instinctively felt that there was an inexplicable attraction on Xing now, which made the orcs unable to help but want to get close to him.