Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 357 Success
Meanwhile, the four people who had finished discussing the blueprints began to divide the work. Teng Kun led some slaves to move the soil needed to build the brick kiln.
Wu Yue and Yuan Lang then began the meticulous work that always drove the orcs crazy: making molds.

Because only orcs' claws can process thick timber into the required shape.

Compared to Wu Yue, a modern person who only knows about hammers and nails, Yuan Lang, who lived in ancient times, was obviously more familiar with mortise and tenon joints.

However, the mold she made was obviously much larger than the bricks she had seen before.

"The beasts here are incredibly destructive. Although the caves can't stop the most powerful beasts, they are sturdy enough to withstand attacks from ordinary animals."

Wu Yue nodded. Indeed, the beasts and ferocious monsters of this world could not be viewed through the lens of their previous world.

Yuan Lang carved out each part of the mold, and Wu Yue was responsible for assembling it. The two of them made dozens of molds in a whole day.

Meanwhile, since the previous statement was only to build a brick kiln to test whether bricks could be fired, Teng Qian and Teng Kun had already started building the brick kiln with the slaves.

While they were busy on one side, the chieftain and the shaman on the other side, followed by a dozen orc warriors, watched their busy figures and couldn't help but sigh.

"They said they were going to build stone houses, but these little guys have been busy all day and haven't even brought back a single polished stone. They've just been playing in the mud here."

The shaman, however, gazed intently at the little female who was busy working with Yuan Lang, hoping that Yue would bring another surprise to the tribe this time.

But since it concerns the survival of all the tribe members, he cannot place all his hopes on Wu Yue.

With a slight wave of his thin hand, he said, "You should set off too. Once you find a suitable place to dig a cave, come back as soon as possible."

The dozen or so orc warriors behind him bowed solemnly and said, "Yes."

Then, it quickly flew out of the tribe.

As Yuan Lang was splitting the thick log, he seemed to sense something and looked towards the departing figures of the group of orcs.

With his thin lips slightly pursed, he hoped that these orc warriors would return safely.

The molds that were made were piled up into a small mountain.

Wu Yue looked at Yuan Lang: "Should we find some soil to try and see if it's easier to get out?"

Yuan Lang paused slightly, nodded, and stood up: "You assemble these first, I'll go get some soil."

The clumps of soil were carefully pounded by the slaves until no large particles remained.

It becomes very sticky when mixed with water. The mixed clay needs to be pounded for a while before being put into a mold.

After pressing firmly, Wu Yue nervously swallowed, hoping for success.

Perhaps due to the polished finish of the mold, or perhaps due to the superior quality of the clay, the bricks produced were very dense and not loose at all, and could be easily removed from the mold.

This made Wu Yue breathe a huge sigh of relief; they were really awesome!
After weeding, only a few slaves remained to look after the taro field; the rest were conscripted by Wu Yue, and everyone began to focus their efforts on making brick blanks.

The clay brick blanks were placed in caves where the trees had previously taken shelter from the rainy season to dry slowly in the shade before they could be fired.

The brick blanks were made, but they couldn't compare to real bricks. Wu Yue also tried firing bricks directly in the fire.

However, none of the three pieces she put in succeeded, which completely dashed her hopes.

To her surprise, the tile molds that had previously given her a headache were much easier to make than bricks, because the Yuanlang warriors simply split their bamboo water containers in half to make the molds.

Wu Yue couldn't help but give a thumbs up in admiration: "Your IQ is truly exceptional!"

"Wai Rui Gu De?" The languages ​​of the small female country are really strange and varied, with many words that I can't understand.

Wu Yue chuckled and nodded: "In the language of our tiny country, it means 'you're awesome'."

Sensing her displeasure, Yuan Lang lost any goodwill towards this tiny country: "It's better to speak the language of my great nation."

Wu Yue nodded in full agreement: "Yes, you're right."

Seeing her obediently nodding, for some reason, Yuan Lang felt a strange sense of satisfaction, like a husband and wife in perfect harmony.

With molds, the production of brick and tile blanks could be directly handed over to the slaves.

On the third day, Teng Qian and Teng Kun's brick kiln was finally completed and ready for use.

Even the most primitive version of the brick kiln, once built, was already as tall as an orc.

Teng Qian and Teng Kun made a simple ladder so they could stand on it to add firewood.

Tengkun took out the dry grass that had been filling the pit and lit all the fires in the brick kiln, burning them all at once.

After lunch, the slaves carefully carried over the brick and tile blanks, bringing only a small amount for experiments.

Wu Yue was a little nervous, hoping that the bricks and tiles would be successfully fired.

If this brick kiln fails, they will need to rebuild it.

Teng Qian and Teng Kun, who were preparing to fire the bricks, were also very nervous. They took a deep breath, stepped forward, lit the kiln, and prepared to start firing.

The fire inside the brick kiln was reignited, and the flickering flames carried the hopes of everyone.

Because they were seen as playing in the mud, no one in the tribe paid any attention to them anymore. Only the shaman, the chief, Qingcao, and Aya would come to watch from time to time.

Although no one saw the stone house, they had heard from the orc warriors who went out to trade salt that the magnificent stone house was built from carefully polished boulders.

But for the past few days, Wu Yue and Yuan Lang have been playing in the mud.

The fire at the bottom of the kiln never went out, and Tengkun kept throwing firewood in from above.

The fire burned for two whole days, until the clay covering the kiln roof changed color, at which point no more firewood was added.

Even from a distance, the heat emanating from the brick kiln made everyone sweat profusely.

As for tasks like adding firewood, only orc warriors could do it, because slaves would get dizzy and nauseous from the heat if they got too close.

All that's left is to wait.

Wu Yue murmured, then looked at Teng Qian and Teng Kun, whose cheeks were already flushed from the high temperature of the brick kiln: "You two go and rest. We can only open the kiln when the temperature drops."

The two were indeed quite tired, so they immediately returned to the makeshift tent set up by the slaves and went to sleep.

"Nagano, you take the rest of the people and continue making brick and tile blanks, the more the better. Keep the newly made ones at the very back of the cave."

Nagano nodded and left with the slaves.

At this moment, Yuan Lang looked at her and said, "You should go and rest too. I can stay here and keep watch."

Wu Yue stood up: "I'll go make some food. We've been eating pancakes for the past few days, and we want to change things up."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Lang's eyes lit up: "I want to eat noodles."

Wu Yue nodded, "Okay." Then she turned and walked towards her tent.

"Host, don't worry, although this brick kiln is simple, it can definitely produce bricks and tiles."

Tongzi stretched out its little head and two front paws, patting its little chest with great confidence.

"I still trust you, System. After all, anything produced by the system is bound to be of high quality. What if too many bricks and tiles are ruined during the firing process?"

Then her little eyes looked at Tongzi's chubby face.

A hint of trepidation flickered in the system's eyes, but after glancing furtively at the dog host's mission progress, his heart, which had been pounding, instantly calmed down. He confidently declared, "It will definitely succeed."

"moon!"

Just as she reached the entrance of her tent, Qingcao, whose hair had once again turned into a mess, hopped out from the side and almost burst into tears the moment she saw Wuyue.

While talking to Tongzi, Wu Yue, who was completely oblivious to what was in front of her, was nearly scared out of her wits by this guy: "Holy crap! I almost died from being scared on the spot!"

Qingcao chuckled, wiping away the tears welling in her eyes, and awkwardly poked her finger, saying, "I just missed you. You've been so busy with Yuanlang and the others every day that I haven't talked to you in a long time."

It's been a long time since I've cooked anything delicious.
A hint of resentment lingered in her eyes as she looked at him. Being looked at like that, Wu Yue felt like a heartless man who had abandoned his wife and children.

But the moment I saw the drool at the corner of her mouth, that feeling vanished completely.

Wu Yue felt her lips twitch violently: "What do you want to eat?"

Upon hearing this, the disappointment in Qingcao's eyes vanished, and a hopeful smile curved her lips: "Noodles!"

The noodles that Amu and her sisters made were of all shapes and sizes, and the taste was incomparable to what Yue made.

Qingcao wasn't a female who ate for nothing; she helped out while preparing food, but her constant chatter almost made Wu Yue throw her out.

"Moon, I heard Grandma Flower Tree say that you're going to build those stone houses that only super-large tribes have, is that true?"

But I've been watching you guys for days and you've been playing in the mud the whole time!

But she would never tell such a truth.
Wu Yue tidied the wild vegetables in her hands and said without turning her head, "It's true, but the stone houses we built are different from those of the tribes."

Green Grass glanced at her cautiously: "The tribespeople all say you're just playing in the mud."

Wu Yue naturally heard these words, but she could understand them. After all, the people here did not know the existence of bricks and tiles, so their act of making brick and tile blanks was indeed playing with mud in their eyes.

But
She looked at the grass with confidence: "Don't worry, the houses we build will be much sturdier and more beautiful than those of those super-large tribes."

Seeing her friend's confident expression, Qingcao nodded heavily: "Yes, I believe in you. There's nothing Yue can't do if she wants to."

Wu Yue: "."

Looking at the grass with a suspicious gaze, you probably think we're just playing in the mud too.

Don't pretend, demons and monsters have nowhere to hide in front of me.

The fragrant noodles were ready. The little female grasshopper, who said she missed May, slurped down two big bowls of noodles and then left without looking back.

Watching her departing figure, showing no sign of lingering, Wu Yue felt utterly dejected: "."

So, do you miss me, or do you just want noodles?!

The next day, Yuan Lang, Teng Qian, Teng Kun, Wu Yue, and the slaves gathered in front of the brick kiln.

Even some tribesmen who hadn't gone out hunting or gathering gathered around when they saw such a large entourage.

Teng Qian and Teng Kun swallowed hard: "Shall we go?"

Wu Yue clenched her fists and nodded: "Go."

The tense atmosphere among the three seemed to affect Yuan Lang as well. The orc lowered his head and whispered, "Can it succeed?"

Wu Yue's lips moved slightly, then she calmed herself down and said, "Success would be best, but if we fail, we can just try a few more times."

Hearing him say that, Yuan Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

That's true, it's just firing bricks and tiles, if it fails, you can try again.

In the crowd not far away, Aya and Qingcao watched Yuan Lang and Wu Yue whispering to each other, then exchanged a glance and both revealed a very lewd smile.

"Tsk tsk, as expected, Yuan Lang likes the moon."

"I never would have guessed that such a powerful Yuanlang warrior would like a withered bean sprout like Yue!"

Shriveled bean sprouts?
Aya looked at her friend with a puzzled expression: "What are dried bean sprouts?"

Qingcao scratched her head: "I don't know either. I just heard Yue say that once when we were talking."

Aya silently recited it, keeping it in mind. Yue was still not as close to her as Qingcao. Next time, she would call her Dried Bean Sprout, and maybe Yue would like her more.

Soon, Teng Qian's exclamation came from the brick kiln. Wu Yue's heart tightened. What was going on?
Teng Qian seemed to be carefully handing some bricks to Teng Kun, but because they were facing away from everyone, Wu Yue did not see the condition of the bricks and tiles.

It wasn't until Teng Kun turned around with a joyful expression that the complete bricks and tiles in his arms were revealed to everyone.

And perhaps because of the clay here, these bricks are quite smooth and have a very nice shape.

The surrounding females immediately burst into excited exclamations of delight.

Wu Yue and Yuan Lang stepped forward and took the bricks and tiles from Teng Kun's arms. The bricks and tiles in their hands still retained a trace of warmth.

Yuan Lang grasped the tile with both hands and snapped it off. The brick in his hands was intact. His eyes lit up and he squeezed it even harder.

Wu Yue also noticed his actions, and a hint of anticipation appeared in her eyes.

It wasn't until he felt he had used about 80 or 90 percent of his strength that the brick finally broke in two.

Yuan Lang smiled knowingly: "The hardness of this turn is quite strong."

Wu Yue nodded, a smile spreading across her face.

That's right. At the very least, any brick she'd ever seen broken on the first try by someone with Yuan Lang's strength would have snapped.

After all the bricks and tiles that were put in yesterday were taken out, only two or three pieces were burnt.

Such a high success rate prompted everyone to cheer.

"Moon, can I have and Green Grass share these two pretty pieces of stone that broke off?"

Aya ran over, her face flushed, her eyes full of hope.

(End of this chapter)