The Plant Master Becomes A Mute Sub-Beast: Farming And Laying Eggs

The next morning, the Chief of the Silver Snake tribe finally met the Crimson leadership couple.

At the first encounter, the two Snake clan people read the desire to battle in each other’s eyes. Remembering Leon’s words that the Crimson Chief was currently injured, the Chief of the Silver Snake tribe had to shift his gaze to the Crimson Priest. After looking at him, he could not help but exclaim, their Snake clan’s taste in finding a mate was indeed quite similar.

The work had already been assigned yesterday, so Kaelen and Sane only exchanged a few polite greetings, then making excuses to recuperate to withdraw. Kaelen dragged Draven, who was rubbing his neck, outside, pulling him along to make paper.

Sane sat aside to read the weapon forging teaching book, occasionally asking Kaelen about a few things he did not know, such as ’mystic iron’, ’red copper’, ’demon core’, ’soul’,...

Kaelen answered for a while, eventually assigning the entire paper-making task to Draven, while he himself sat back down to research the weapon forging book together with Sane. After researching for a while, Kaelen discovered that they could not make anything from this weapon forging book.

Not to mention other things, just these ingredients with completely unfamiliar names were already an unknown variable.

Sane smacked his lips:

"It seems we can only borrow the forging methods in here to forge ordinary weapons alongside tools. We can probably still do it by substituting the magical ingredients in here with ordinary ingredients."

Kaelen agreed: "Mhm, this method of smelting cast iron alongside steel is also not bad. Our tribe already has an iron mine, so if we can smelt cast iron alongside steel, we can apply it to many things."

Kaelen remembered the old-fashioned cast iron pot of his orphanage’s Director father, which they mischievously threw clanging many times yet it did not dent a bit. Besides, there were all sorts of things made from iron as well.

As for this method of making cold weapons, it could completely use ordinary materials as substitutes. For example, replacing mystic iron with ordinary steel. As for the spiritual fire to forge weapons, he remembered people on Earth in ancient times could use ordinary fire to forge weapons, so it was probably no different from the current method of forging tribe tools.

After placing heavy stones on to press the water out of the paper, Draven went to boil water to wash himself once, then returning carrying a body smelling sweetly of milk. He grumbled: "I think we should make a new batch of soap, I do not want to boil leaf water to bathe like before anymore. It is both unclean alongside time-consuming."

Kaelen glanced at Draven’s soap bar which had been consumed by one-third, feeling it was quite right.

"Run over to tell Jasper, asking him to lead people here in the late afternoon, I will teach them how to make soap alongside shampoo."

Draven nodded and ran off, returning carrying a fit of frustration a moment later: "I do not know what is wrong with this bunch of beastmen in the Eastern continent! I said I already have a mate but they still demanded to go find my mate for a duel."

Kaelen smiled: "You came before us so you should understand better. This is their custom already, it cannot be changed. Therefore, we still have to wear masks in the future." He turned to Sane: "You too, you also have to wear a mask for me. I just saw a few Sub-Beasts in the ranks of those three tribes starting to make a move!"

Sane burst into laughter: "Alright alright alright, I have not even been afraid of people stealing you away yet you are being jealous back."

Draven and Kaelen simultaneously snorted coldly, then both went into the potion-making room. A moment later, they carried Draven’s potion cooking cauldron outside, because the stone house was unventilated, causing Kaelen to fear he would suffocate to death.

The weapon forging book could only be read but not used, so Sane also put it away, carrying Finnick to run over to watch the two Sub-Beasts making potions.

"Do it once again for me to see how you made this healing potion."

Draven followed the sequence once. After he finished cooking, Kaelen nodded to say: "The recipe is not wrong, the process is also not wrong, what is wrong is that you underestimated the medicinal effect of the herbs. You collected these herbs in the Illusion Forest, right?"

Draven nodded: "That is right. But I do not see any difference from ordinary herbs?"

Kaelen shook his head: "It is different, the Illusion Forest is abundant in spiritual energy, so these medicinal herbs themselves already carry several times more spiritual energy than ordinary herbs. You even extracted an extra drop of energy from inside a magic core to add to the medicine pot when cooking."

Draven scratched his head: "So this medicine cannot be used?"

"It can!" Kaelen scooped a wooden spoonful of medicine up to observe: "It just needs to be diluted. Let us try mixing a 1:1 ratio first to see."

The two people researched for an entire session, finally achieving a standard ratio of thirteen parts water to one part medicine. Chloe took a deep breath: "No wonder yesterday after sucking the life force of that tree I almost exploded to death. Who would have thought the potion Draven researched has three times more life energy than the spring water in the space!"

After confirming the potion was safe, Kaelen and Sane each drank a bowl. About ten minutes after the potion entered their bodies, a refreshing cold sensation accompanied by a tingling itch rose around the wounds slashed by the wind blades. Kaelen observed attentively, discovering the edges of the wounds had already started to form new skin. It seemed their wounds would heal completely as long as they drank it for one more day.

His two eyes lit up, turning to say to Draven: "Continue to make this kind of potion, dividing it into five portions, mixing them sequentially according to the ratios 13:1, 8:1, 6:1, 4:1 alongside pure concentration. As for the storage jars, wait for the pottery making group to find clay, I will tell them to prioritize making jars to store the liquid medicine first."

Being acknowledged, Draven was so happy he wanted to fly up to the sky, immediately running off to collect more herbs to make potions.

There was nothing to do in the guest housing area anyway, so the couple decided to carry their two children outside for a stroll. The Golden Lion tribe, which was usually bustling, was quite quiet today. Everyone had divided themselves in different directions to learn the trades together with the Crimson Warriors, leaving only a few people staying behind to do the daily chores in the tribe.

Kaelen caught sight of a Sub-Beast painstakingly scrubbing his dirty hand, so he offered his soap box over. This soap was temporarily made by him when he was still in the Illusion Forest, the ingredients only being animal fat alongside kitchen ash, combined with using high heat to accelerate the saponification reaction. He usually only used a little bit to dissolve into his bathing water.

"This thing cleans very strongly, you only use a little bit otherwise it will ruin your hand skin."

The Sub-Beast looked at the exquisite wooden soap box before his eyes, gulping his saliva. He timidly scooped a little bit, saying ’thank you’ in a soft voice. The impression of everyone in the Golden Lion tribe was that this Priest had a dignified appearance, not being someone they could casually joke around with like Jasper. Who would have thought this Crimson Priest was so friendly.

The Sub-Beast rubbed his hands for a while, a dark purple foam layer gradually emerging. His two eyes lit up, rubbing his hands together even harder. When he finished washing his hands, his two hands were completely clean, even the previous grime layer being washed away.

"This thing is truly miraculous!" Everyone present there also exclaimed in admiration, looking longingly at the soap box in Kaelen’s hands. Kaelen smiled to say: "This is called soap, I will teach everyone how to make it tonight, you will also have one piece each in the future."

Everyone cheered simultaneously. Kaelen asked that Sub-Beast again: "What was the thing sticking on your hand just now? The color is very bright while clinging tenaciously."

The Sub-Beast immediately pointed towards a herbaceous plant growing in bushes, its leaves growing oppositely, having a broad ovate shape. The leaf surface was thin alongside slightly hairy, colored dark green. Kaelen recognized this was the magenta plant at a glance.

The Sub-Beast spoke again: "There are still many plants with other colors, do you need them?"

Kaelen nodded: "Of course I need them, can you lead me to get them? Does it affect your work?"

The Sub-Beast immediately waved his hand: "It does not affect it, I have finished my work. I was just playing foolishly so I got tree sap stuck on me, washing forever but not getting clean."

Kaelen nodded, standing up to follow the Sub-Beast, Sane staying closely by his side without leaving a step. Seeing them leaning their heads close to each other whispering, everyone present there was endlessly envious. At this moment, many people suddenly thought in their heads, perhaps the Crimson people truly did the right thing, acknowledging only one mate in a lifetime was exactly giving each other the minimum respect.

After searching for a while, Kaelen had collected a number of natural coloring plants such as magenta plant, red magenta plant, butterfly pea, indigo plant, eucalyptus, alongside combretum. He picked a little bit of each type, mainly using them to make paints. Kaelen told that Sub-Beast to remember these plants carefully, waiting until the cloth was woven, Draven would teach the people of the Peacock tribe to make fabric dye from them.

In the afternoon after finishing eating lunch, Kaelen started to make paints. Making paints from these types of plants was very simple. After extracting the juice from the plants, boil it simmering.

Then dissolve sugar into the concentrated warm plant color juice and mix in honey in the ratio of 3 parts color juice to 1 part honey. Stir evenly until the mixture slightly thickens like syrup.

Put the colors into separate flat wooden boxes, sealing them tightly can be used for a week.

When Kaelen finished making the paints, it was also the time Edward woke up inside Ryder’s body. Because he had made an appointment with Jasper’s group to make soap together, Kaelen only had time to send his son a loving kiss along with a few words of greeting, having to hurriedly run off again.

He ordered people to move all the oranges that had ripened and fallen yesterday outside, starting to process them. A group of people gathered around to peel the oranges, washing them clean to extract essential oils. As for the oranges themselves, one-third was kept to eat with dinner, one-third was for cooking orange chicken, one-third was squeezed for juice to make orange syrup.

Momentarily, the atmosphere in the tribe became quite a bit more bustling again.

In the guest housing area, Sane and his two sons were sitting cross-legged on the bed, organizing every single weapon that Edward had just dragged out from inside the space. Remembering the delicious food last night, Edward dragged out another pile of iron pots, pans, ladles, spoons, forks,...

Their family’s room momentarily became cramped.

Sane held a sword swinging in his hand, asking Edward: "Does taking these things in and out consume your spiritual power?"

Edward shook his head: "No Daddy, Nova said these things have no spiritual energy, I can take them out anytime I want."

Sane nodded, telling the boy to put away those highly conspicuous items made of iron, keeping only those cast from beast fangs alongside black stones—the common materials of this era. Before understanding clearly the mechanism of condensing Martial weapons, iron items alongside other metal materials were not yet suitable to be brought outside.

Although saying Martial weapons were condensed from the martial power of martial arts practitioners, damaged Martial weapons could be repaired just like normally forged weapons, Sane momentarily not understanding the material of this thing either.

"Daddy look at this spot..." Edward pointed at a concave spot on the hilt of the sword that Sane was holding in his hand: "Nova and I researched for an entire session, discovering just placing an empty magic stone or magic core in here alongside transmitting our Divine Energy in, this sword will have spiritual energy just like a spiritual sword."

Sane immediately took the empty magic cores in his bag out, but comparing back and forth there was still none that fit this empty hole. While the three people paired with two Spirits were endlessly troubled, Aaron and Evan had returned.

Looking at the pile of weapons in Sane’s room, Aaron’s two eyes lit up. He jumped right over, rummaging through the weapon pile, finding an exquisitely carved bone fan for himself. Then he rummaged around for a while again, finding an incredibly cool-looking bone saber to give to Evan.

Aaron opened the fan with a swish, fondling and researching for a while, somehow successfully activating it. The initially harmless fan clacked twice, immediately emitting a pale blue light. The tip of each fan rib popped out extremely sharp small knives with a clang.

Everyone exclaimed ’wow’ once, bringing their faces close to the fan.

Aaron tried moving his wrist, then slightly rotating the fan once to hold the fan handle to execute a horizontal sweep. A strong gust of wind launched from the fan body, a pale blue light flying outward in an arc, scraping past the tops of Evan and Sane’s heads, then slashing out two deep grooves on both sides of the stone room door.

From these two grooves, a crack line began to spread out to the entire room.

The room shook slightly a few times, a number of stone fragments falling down. Sane hurriedly grabbed his two children to run for his life outside. Edward also took the opportunity to collect the pile of things in the room including the personal belongings of his two fathers alongside his younger brother.

When everyone just successfully ran outside, the upper half of the sturdy stone room collapsed with a rumble, leaving only the lower half. Not only Sane’s family room, but the two adjacent rooms on both sides were also implicated. Fortunately everyone had gone out today, no one being inside anymore, otherwise...

Sane and his sons glanced at Aaron once, causing Aaron to shrink his neck guiltily, hiding behind Evan’s back.

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