I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 461: Galvin’s Maturity

Balu and Kiet, two members of the Ox-Head tribe, had originally calculated carefully. Taking advantage of the fact that it wasn’t too busy here, they planned to make a trip back to the Red Grass tribe to share the Wide-Mouthed flower seeds that Eric had shared with them, as well as the method of planting potatoes by cutting them according to the sprouts.

Especially with potatoes, they had observed carefully; those small cut pieces of potato planted in the ground actually sprouted young shoots!

With this, the tribe could save a significant amount of potatoes each year. Drying them into dried potatoes or storing them in the cellar would increase their food supply greatly.

There was also the method of digging water wells...

All these things made them impatient to return to their tribe. Unfortunately, just when the farm work wasn’t as busy as before, Eric was captured by a dragon.

The Ox-Head tribe ran slowly. That day, when they arrived, everything was already over. They could only help carry the wounded; they only learned the specific details later.

At this critical moment, the two of them didn’t feel right leaving just like that, so they stayed to help Joseph.

The fields and factories were orderly, and disputes rarely occurred among the tribe’s warriors.

Galvin was the most formidable warrior. Undoubtedly, he temporarily replaced Max, leading the other warriors in patrolling and hunting.

But he wasn’t happy. Since recovering, he had been gloomy. Even though the other warriors obeyed his orders now, he didn’t feel any joy.

Galvin’s combat talent was outstanding. He had led his tribe members to struggle for survival in the harsh conditions of Queen’s tribe, ensuring they didn’t starve.

Because the number of warriors was small and their living environment was several times harsher than Thomas’s tribe, they had to fill their stomachs while protecting the tribe’s safety.

During such high-intensity training, his combat ability soared. At times, he could even challenge a tier-five magic beast alone.

But on the day the young patriarch was captured by the Dragon tribe, his heart, proud of his strength, suddenly shattered.

If the young patriarch hadn’t frantically cast countless healing spells on him before leaving, perhaps he would have died at the hands of that dragon.

Whether it was him or Max, they had no ability to resist in the hands of the Dragon tribe. The Dragon had only made a slight move, and he had nearly lost his life.

Thinking of this, he felt frustrated again, especially after hearing that Max had condensed a beast core. His heart felt even more unwilling.

From a young age, he had determined to become the strongest beastman. But now, he didn’t have the ability to protect his tribe members, and he was drifting further and further away from the rival he had set in his heart. How could he be resigned to this?

These past few days, he trained frantically. Every day, he left his tribe members far behind, looking for high-level magic beasts to challenge. Once, he was nearly eaten by a Scorpion-Tailed Lion. Fortunately, other warriors arrived in time and worked together to save him.

Causing his companions to get injured along with him, after returning, his mother, Queen, scolded him severely. Not feeling relieved enough, she even beat him.

Galvin was used to his mother’s temper, and adding to the guilt in his heart, he didn’t dodge and let his mother beat him.

Since then, he hadn’t been so extreme. He patrolled and hunted as usual, but the knot in his heart remained. In his free time, he would go to the valley to train frantically.

Today, he and the warriors hunted several giant monsters together. Recently, the cafeteria had been stewing beef very deliciously, and the tribe members hadn’t had enough. Galvin specifically hunted a Giant Horned Bull.

Although this was a low-level magic beast, the meat was very tasty. Since coming here, Galvin and the tribe’s warriors had changed their perspective on magic beasts. Previously, they were categorized as high-level or low-level; now, they were divided into delicious and not delicious...

Hearing that the breeding farm wanted to try raising Spiny Pigs and Curved-Horn Electric Goats, he had spent a lot of effort to catch a few.

After this season, they would be hard to catch. Taking advantage of the frequent appearance of magic beasts, they caught as many as they could.

This was another surprising point about the Hadu tribe. At first, Galvin didn’t understand why they raised jungle fowl and wild rabbits that didn’t even have magic power. That tiny bit of meat wasn’t even enough to fill the gap between teeth.

Later, he personally experienced the benefits of raising livestock. Stir-fried eggs, salted eggs that the cafeteria couldn’t finish serving, and soft steamed eggs. Even the jungle fowl and wild ducks became very delicious after being processed by the cafeteria.

Moreover, raising them didn’t cost much food; rice bran could feed them full, and they reproduced quickly. The rabbits next door gave birth to one litter after another. The cafeteria changed dishes with all sorts of varieties, feeding them until they were extremely satisfied.

In this situation, although Galvin felt aggrieved in his heart, he was very serious when looking for prey.

The breeding farm now had five more Spiny Pigs, two of which were female, and over ten Curved-Horn Electric Goats. To catch them alive, Galvin and the warriors were shocked by electricity quite a few times. Although Snow Wolf people weren’t afraid of electricity, the tips of their white fur were scorched black.

Leading the bound live animals and several magic beasts for food, Galvin and the warriors returned to the tribe.

Passing by the fields, sure enough, they saw Leo wandering there, along with his striking flying magic beast.

Galvin sighed inwardly.

When the Hadu tribe cleared the wasteland, they had considered travel issues and left roads leading to other places.

They walked on the road, seeing that they were about to reach the tribe. Suddenly, a huge and powerful sound of tearing wind reached their ears.

Galvin shouted, reacting extremely quickly. He transformed into his Snow Wolf form, looking warily in the direction of the sound.

The warriors faced it as if encountering a great enemy, staring intently at the sky.

As the sound got closer, along with the drifting clouds in the sky, dozens of flying horses flew out from the mist immediately after.

It wasn’t the Dragon tribe. Galvin had just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a figure revealed behind the flying horses, with golden wings on his back...

"It’s that dragon again!"

Galvin shouted angrily, lowering his body to prepare for an attack.

This time, the dragon brought so many helpers. Galvin was both angry and horrified. They couldn’t defeat one dragon, and now there were so many helpers...

Did this dragon want to wipe them out to be satisfied? Galvin gritted his teeth and rushed forward. This place was very close to the tribe; if Arthur got past, the tribe members would be in danger.

"Lead the tribe members to run away!"

While accelerating forward, Galvin turned his head and shouted loudly to the other warriors.

Danger came suddenly. The remaining warriors looked at each other, not wasting time, and quickly divided into several groups. Some stayed to help Galvin stall the Dragon tribe, some quickly rushed toward the cubs in the fields, and the rest rushed toward the tribe.

There was no fear in Galvin’s heart; instead, there was a sense of release.

However, no matter what, he didn’t want to see his tribe members hurt. The scene of Queen’s tribe being attacked by magic beasts years ago reappeared in his mind.

"We’re back!"

A familiar voice rang out. Galvin’s steps stopped abruptly. He tilted his wolf head suspiciously, looking toward the flying horse that made the sound.

Kevin grinned, poking his head out from the back of a flying horse: "Is that you, Galvin? We brought Eric back!"

Dozens of flying horses landed; the leading one looked particularly magnificent.

Only Arthur remained hovering in the air; this was what Eric had instructed beforehand.

Galvin and the other warriors stopped in their tracks. Looking closely, they realized the backs of the horses were full of their own tribe members...