I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 266: The Empty Shell

Recently, the cafeteria often served potatoes, and the peelers Luban made for Eric had been mass-produced into a dozen pieces.

Without them, peeling was truly difficult; not every Snow Wolf could control their strength so precisely.

Since the Dwarves and Snow Wolves started living together, the Snow Wolves, who always believed their sharp fangs and claws were the best and disdained other tools, gradually changed their mindset and began getting used to a life utilizing various tools.

In the past, Snow Wolves didn’t have such delicate tasks; claws could solve many troubles.

The tribe was now developing rapidly in terms of food, clothing, shelter, and transportation. Many tasks would be very difficult to complete without tools.

Just like peeling potatoes now; in the Snow Wolf tribe, there were really not many people who could peel the skin clean with their claws without cutting into the flesh, but using a peeler took just a moment.

Previously, the attitude of the beastmen wasn’t so extreme. However, after the Golden Kingdom was established, the beastmen of the kingdom began learning to live like humans, adopting both the good and the bad.

Other beastmen held a grudge against the kingdom, believing that what they did deviated from the original purpose of all beastmen, and consequently hated the weapons and tools the kingdom’s beastmen started using.

After arriving here, Eric keenly detected that the Snow Wolf tribe kept a respectful distance from weapons made by Dwarves, so he slowly guided them to use them, gradually changing their attitude and thinking.

Hating the Golden Kingdom was fine, but one couldn’t be too extreme, or else they would gradually turn into a different world, closing their doors and isolating themselves.

The civilization of this world was relatively backward; the technology tree was almost completely unlit.

But Eric came from human society; he knew well that human creativity was almost infinite. Who knew if one day they would actually invent hot weapons capable of hurting the Snow Wolf tribe.

Ideally, by that time, beastmen wouldn’t still be foolishly relying on physical strength to resist others’ weapons; that would be too tragic.

The strength of beastmen was their greatest reliance, but also the source of the arrogance in their hearts.

Eric liked this group of Snow Wolves and also liked other straightforward beastmen; he didn’t want to see a tragedy happen here.

Especially since this world was still a slave society.

His country had gone through so many invasions. From the cold, ruthless lines of history, Eric understood the misery of the side labeled as a colony. He couldn’t bear to let his tribesmen fall into a situation where they left as strong men and returned as withered corpses.

Preaching principles about these matters had no effect; they could only permeate little by little through daily life. Fortunately, Eric found that the Snow Wolf tribe and the Horned Goat tribe adapted quite well.

Previously in the hearts of beastmen, Dwarves were a weak race that only knew how to use tools to take shortcuts. Until now, having truly become tribesmen of the Hadu tribe, the beastmen gradually changed their views on them.

Many jobs, without the help of Dwarves and relying only on brute force, would be very difficult to complete.

Eric thought while frying egg sauce that in this aspect, the Ox-Head tribe was truly wise while appearing foolish. They took the lead in guiding their tribesmen to learn to read and used farming tools made by Dwarves to reduce the difficulty of cultivation.

The Red Grass tribe had now escaped primitive life, taking a step ahead into agricultural society. This was entirely the wisdom of the Ox-Head tribe themselves.

If Eric hadn’t transmigrated from an advanced civilization, he wouldn’t dare guarantee his vision would definitely be further than theirs. He couldn’t help but admire these seemingly simple Ox-Head people.

What about the Black Wolf tribe that thought themselves smart? Didn’t they fall into the outcome of being boycotted by other races, now wandering explicitly on the continent without even a place to set foot?

Actually, even with the Golden Kingdom having the advantage it did now, Eric wasn’t very optimistic.

In the Golden Kingdom, the beastmen in leadership positions were all powerful races like the Tiger tribe and the Golden Lion tribe that Eric met last time. The weak ones either lived precariously or became slaves.

And although they had established a kingdom, they still lived by hunting as before.

It was just that the kingdom had seized half of the territory from the Elves and could collect a large amount of tax from human merchant caravans, so they were wealthier than other beastmen.

From the attitude of Halun’s merchant caravan, it could be seen that human merchant caravans still preferred trading with the Elves. After all, Elves had long lifespans, knew natural magic, and their accumulated wealth was incredibly abundant.

The Golden Kingdom now was just an empty barrel built with brute force; compared to the Elves, the inside was completely empty.

Now they were acting against their own kind. The prejudice of beastmen on the Illusion Dream Continent against the kingdom would only deepen day by day, and eventually, one day, they would bring about their own consequences.

Eric only knew that in the original work, Leo’s mother became the king of the kingdom.

Her appearance temporarily stopped the kingdom’s practice of capturing slaves, but she couldn’t completely abolish slavery either.

In the absence of any cheating factors, the transition from primitive society to feudal society involved inevitable processes. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Next, the oppressed side would definitely rise up to resist when they could no longer endure. By then, the internal beastmen would definitely be divided and blood would be shed.

Now, although the kingdom and other beastmen on the continent didn’t see eye to eye, they at least maintained a superficial peace.

But Eric knew this tranquility wouldn’t last long before being broken.

The Golden Kingdom had started slavery. Weak beastmen who submitted to the kingdom, and those lucky enough to escape, had to wander everywhere on the continent to hide from the kingdom’s pursuit.

Such behavior by the kingdom would sooner or later cause the outrage of beastmen, and by then, war would definitely break out.

The Hadu tribe had just started its enterprise. Eric truly hoped from the bottom of his heart that the Golden Kingdom’s behavior would be restrained a bit, or that Leo’s mother would ascend the throne quickly, otherwise he was really afraid it would affect his tribe.

"Eric, the potatoes are all cut into pieces and steamed as you said. Is there anything else to do?" Iris washed her hands and approached to ask.

Eric came back to his senses and hurriedly scooped all the egg sauce into a basin.

"Didn’t the tribe go to the river to cast nets for fish today? The fish hid in the river all winter; they must be very fat now."

Eric thought of seeing Tang and a few Horned Goat people eagerly taking fishing nets to the river in the morning. He guessed that after the ice on the river melted, these gluttons wouldn’t wait long before catching fish to eat.

But having not eaten fresh fish for a long time, Eric actually craved it a bit too.

He was really tired of eating frozen sea fish and dried fish in the cave.

Jessica heard this from the side and replied, "They should be back soon. Shall we make fish for them today?"

Previously, Snow Wolves would frown at the mention of eating fish, but since experiencing Eric’s culinary baptism, everyone beamed with joy upon hearing about eating fish, especially fresh fish.

Eric felt amused inside: "Yes, with fresh fish, we’ll make fish dishes. Braised fish in clay pot, tofu fish soup, fish with pickled vegetables - let everyone eat to their heart’s content today."

Iris was young, and upon hearing this, she couldn’t help but cheer happily: "That’s great! Just hearing you name them makes me drool!"

"Preparations here are almost done. Why don’t you go help them process the fish? If it’s processed early, we cook early, and we eat early today!"