Favorite of the Beast-world: I Got Rich Through Farming-Chapter 287 - 188: Precautionary Measures and a Predicted Water Calamity
"If something like this happens again, you won’t have to work here anymore. It’s very cold, isn’t it?" she said calmly.
The Beastman didn’t dare to look at her, his heart hammering nervously in his chest. For some reason, even though her voice remained light and placid, he felt an immense, indescribable pressure.
This pressure felt like an innate desire to submit, compelling him to unconsciously obey her every word.
"I promise, this will never happen again..." the Beastman whispered, nervously clenching his fists. ’This job is already so much easier than hunting or forging. I can’t bear to give it up to someone else.’
"Go find a few available Beastmen nearby. Get some lumber from the warehouse and repair the roof." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
"Yes!" He immediately turned and ran to find them.
Several strong Beastmen were quickly summoned. They gathered together, waiting for her to issue commands.
Thick flakes of snow still drifted down from the sky. The temperature, dozens of degrees below zero, was cold enough to numb one’s hands. Every breath they exhaled instantly billowed into a thick white fog.
But the Beastmen dared not slack off in the slightest. They hauled the lumber onto the roof and began the repairs and reinforcements. Snowflakes settled in their hair, nearly dyeing it white, while those that landed on their skin were instantly vaporized by their scorching body heat.
HUFF... PUFF.
They nailed planks into the damaged sections, and in just a short while, the drafty, leaking roof was fully repaired.
"BAA~" Hearing the THUMPING on the roof, the livestock lifted their big, round eyes to stare upward. Several of the young were startled into bleating, huddling together uneasily.
"Separate the Miaomiao Beasts and MooMoo Beasts that are currently mixed together. The males and females also need to be separated. The young will stay with their mothers. This way, we’ll only need four animal sheds. The remaining sheds can be temporarily closed."
"Only four sheds?" the Beastmen looked up at An Jin in surprise. Several of them jumped down from the roof and approached her.
"Just four... won’t that be... too few?"
One of the Beastmen looked at her cautiously, thought for a moment, then said hesitantly, "If we do that, we’ll have to squeeze seventy or eighty animals into a single shed. When there are that many, they’re very likely to fight."
"That’s why I told you to separate the MooMoo Beasts from the Miaomiao Beasts, and to separate the males from the females—to prevent them from fighting. As for why I want to increase the density of animals inside, that’s to reduce the number of them freezing to death."
Increasing the number of animals in the shed would also raise the carbon dioxide level, and carbon dioxide has an insulating effect.
"Back before you had cellars, during the harshest part of winter, wouldn’t you all gather together? Huddling close to stay warm?" With just a few words, An Jin made them understand. They quickly went to sort the animals as she had instructed.
Once all the work was finished, An Jin realized she was chilled to the bone. She nodded to the Beastmen. "Alright, you can go rest now. But remember, the snow accumulating on the roofs needs to be cleared off regularly—that goes for your own houses as well as the animal sheds."
"Clan Leader, please rest assured. We’ll remember this time. Something like this will absolutely never happen again..." Hearing the implication in her words, the Beastman in charge of the sheds felt even more ashamed.
In front of everyone, he wished the ground would swallow him whole.
"This cold snap is more severe than in past years. You all need to make sure you take proper precautions to stay warm. Also, here at the livestock farm, remember to adjust the animals’ feed."
"Mix their feed with hot water, and add some crushed corn and wheat to their regular rations. That will help them resist the cold. Hmm... that’s all I can think of for now. I’ll let you know if anything else comes up."
Fortunately, paper wasn’t yet common in the Beast World. Otherwise, from the look on the Beastman’s face, he was just short of pulling out a little notebook to write everything down.
An Jin pulled her beast-hide cloak tighter around herself and pushed open the door to one of the sheds. She looked at the small lamb, already frozen solid, then turned to the Beastmen behind her. "Butcher the ones that died. Add them to the food reserves. Don’t let them go to waste."
"Yes!"
On her way back from the livestock farm, she passed an empty plot of land next to the plantation. Out of the corner of her eye, a startling flash of emerald green caught her attention, and she stopped dead in her tracks.
The frigid, sub-zero temperatures were far too cold for most plants to survive. The barren ground was covered in a thick layer of ice and snow, yet this Tyrant Flower was still thriving in its cage, full of life.
