Favorite of the Beast-world: I Got Rich Through Farming-Chapter 184 - 129: Reconciliation with the Snake + The Wolf and the Snake’s Time Management
The Beastmen, with their sharp claws and immense strength, quickly worked together to chop down the older bamboo stalks.
A great deal of dust billowed through the forest as a dozen or so bamboo stalks fell, now lying across an open clearing.
In the Beast World, bamboo was considered no different from inedible weeds. It had never been harvested by the Carnivorous Beastmen and was left to grow untamed in the jungle.
Each stalk was decades old. Some even towered over ten meters high, with more than twenty sections!
Following An Jin’s instructions, the burly Beastmen squatted on the ground. Using their long claws, they stripped all the lush branches and leaves from the felled bamboo, leaving only the straight, slender trunks.
"It’s hollow!" one of the Beastmen exclaimed, having accidentally sliced through a section of a bamboo trunk with his claw. He saw that the inside was empty, like a bowl.
A yellowish-green liquid even trickled out.
It had a faint, fresh scent.
They had been toiling for half the day and were thirsty, so one of them immediately lifted the bamboo to his lips to drink. The next second, however, his expression changed drastically, and he spat it out, coughing.
"AWOO! It’s bitter!"
The Beastmen wailed.
An Jin suppressed a laugh. She picked up two sharp little stones and squatted down with the Beastmen to help clear the branches and leaves from the bamboo. "With this bamboo, we can make tubes that are sealed at both ends and hollow in the middle," she explained. "These tubes can store a lot of water."
"The liquid inside is too bitter. Once we get back, I’ll fill the tubes with river water for you to drink."
’Although this bamboo sap has high medicinal value, its taste is truly awful without being processed. It’s better for them to stick to regular drinking water.’
Soon, they were cutting the bamboo apart at each node, creating several hundred tubes. Each one was as long and thick as a burly Beastman’s forearm.
They were divided into two types: one for water and one for food.
The tubes for water only needed a small, finger-wide hole made in the thin top surface. This would prevent leaks while still allowing for easy access anytime.
The tubes for food had an opening cut into the side. After being filled, they were covered with a lid, which had to be tied on securely with thin, strong vines to prevent any spillage.
This small innovation quickly improved the Beastmen’s work efficiency and was enthusiastically embraced by all.
From then on, a strange new sight appeared in the tribe—one unseen in any other.
Male Beastmen heading out to work would each have two or three bamboo tubes hanging from their bodies, filled with clean water and tasty food, allowing them to replenish their energy anytime, anywhere.
As the weather warmed, the Beastmen shed their heavy beast-hide cloaks and put on lightweight clothing woven from the silkworms’ threads.
The fabric was soft, form-fitting, and incredibly elastic—far more comfortable than the heavy, stiff beast hides.
It felt like wearing nothing at all, never constricting the body or restricting movement.
It was especially popular among the Beastmen of the hunting parties.
But the downside was also obvious. Due to the nature of silk, the clothing was excessively thin no matter how many layers were added, making it suitable only for the warm seasons.
After consulting the system’s data, An Jin learned that feeding the silkworms different types of food would make them produce silk threads of varying colors, toughness, and thickness. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
After half a month of quiet cultivation in her room, An Jin felt the seed of spiritual power in her mind beginning to grow. She was eager to test it out in the field.
That afternoon, once the sun had dipped a little, An Jin put on a straw hat for shade, tucked a stone blade into her waistband, slipped on a pair of cool straw sandals, and took a long drink of cool water.
With a basket on her back, she then headed into the jungle. As she walked along a quiet path, she slowly released her spiritual power, probing the surrounding terrain for potential dangers.
Her straw sandals crunched on the branches and dry leaves underfoot.
An Jin pulled herself up the slope by grabbing onto tree branches. ’Thank goodness I wore these straw sandals,’ she thought, immensely relieved.
The ground in this deserted forest was littered with sharp stones and splinters of wood, making it easy to get cut.
Even so, some small thorn bush had managed to scratch her arm, leaving behind several faint red lines.
With the help of her spiritual power, An Jin quickly found all the raw materials for the feed without even needing to use the system.
Most of the day passed, and the sky began to darken. An Jin had been continuously exerting her spiritual power at high intensity. Although she felt a little dizzy and mentally drained, the strength of the spiritual power in her mind seemed to be growing in tandem.
The range of her senses was slowly expanding as well.
An Jin hadn’t come out alone just to find raw materials. She also wanted to see if she could find any trace of Gu Yin.
