My whole family time-traveled! I became a god during my exile in a famine.

Chapter 315 The mute eats Coptis chinensis

"What's going on? They even twisted people's arms off! Hey, girl, where did you get so many puppets?" Old Xin turned his head and saw that the little girl had already run away and disappeared.

Xin Nian pulled Xiao Pang and quickly arrived at the west side where her mother was guarding.

The Hutu tribe split into two groups to launch an attack, and the mother blocked a large portion of the Hutu tribe within her mutated forest.

When Xin Nian ran over, she saw the branches of the forest whipping wildly, whipping the group of bearded tribesmen so hard they screamed and ran away with their heads in their hands.

Unfortunately, although the woods were small, they were like a maze. The group ran around in the woods, which were being whipped around haphazardly. After running for what felt like 33,000 steps, they were still tragically still not out of the woods.

Xie Ninglan turned her head and saw the two children had returned. She waved with a smile, "Niannian, Fatty, come and see how amazing I am."

Little Fatty praised repeatedly, "Aunt Lan, you're amazing! Your superpower is even more advanced than before, which shows you've put in a lot of hard work."

His aunt Lan was so flattered by his praise that she laughed heartily.

Xin Nian glanced at the leader who was trapped in the forest and wildly swinging his sword. "Mother, um, can you let him out?"

Xie Ninglan didn't ask any more questions. Her daughter told her to let her go, so she manipulated the mutated plants to drag the leader out of the woods.

"Hey, are you called Amon?" Xin Nian called out.

The other person turned his bearded face, his eyes filled with anger, and shouted at them in a few words.

Xie Ninglan and her daughter looked completely bewildered.

What are they saying? It's just gibberish, I can't understand a word.

Oh no, Xin Nian's vision went black. Even if this guy couldn't understand her language, he wouldn't be able to understand her commands at all, right?
However, he should be able to do simple manual labor, such as carrying bricks and building walls.

“I’ll talk to him,” Little Fatty volunteered. He went up and chatted with the bearded man for a while, then turned to Xin Nian and nodded slightly. “He said he is Amon, the chieftain of the Hutu tribe.”

“He can communicate in our language.”

"It would be great if we could communicate." Xin Nian glanced at the tall, imposing man. His entire face was covered by a beard, making it difficult to discern his true features.

The thought that this person was also a fish in Meng Lanyin's pond made Xin Nian want to laugh.

This Meng Lanyin is truly... indiscriminate in her tastes.

Xin Nian took out the letter of pleas for mercy written by Meng Lanyin and tossed it to Amon, saying, "Take a look."

Amon held the letter in his hand, a hint of anger showing on his face.

He communicated with Xin Nian and the others in broken Daxia language, saying, "Although I can speak and understand your Daxia language, I don't know your characters."

"Oh, you're illiterate." Xin Nian pouted, looking disappointed. "Alright, I'll relay the contents of the letter to you."

It's very troublesome and a waste of her time.

Xin Nian recounted Meng Lanyin's letter of plea for mercy, then asked the bearded man, "Are you planning to continue fighting us here, or accept our terms of surrender and pay us tribute every month from now on?"

"In that case, we can reluctantly build a ditch around the lake, so that the lake water can flow down the ditch for your use."

Offering tribute every month!
Upon hearing these harsh conditions, Amon couldn't help but spit fire in his eyes.

But now it seems there is no other way.

He turned to look at the other tribesmen who had been taken into the forest and were wandering around but couldn't find their way out, and secretly clenched his fist, which was as big as a bowl.

It's infuriating that what looks like just a small grove of trees from the outside can completely disorient those inside, especially when they are whipped and beaten by the mutated branches that stretch out from all directions, leaving them covered in blood and unable to see the way out.

That's what makes a sorcerer so powerful.

They've fallen. The Hutu tribe has truly fallen this time.

What was truly hateful was King Yu, who had contacted him beforehand. Indeed, the people of the Xia Kingdom were cunning and treacherous; not a single word they said could be trusted.

"What do you want?" Amon asked, speaking in broken Daxia language, glaring fiercely at Xin Nian.

"Can't you understand human language?" Xin Nian was clearly a little impatient. "Your tribe still has more than 20,000 people alive, right?"

“The Hutu warriors who attacked our camp this time make up one-fifth of our total number.”

"Four thousand men. Think about it carefully. If all four thousand men are lost here, will you still be able to continue developing the area with those elderly, weak, women and children?"

"King Yu has harmed me!" Ameng cried out in his heart, filled with grief and indignation.

If it weren't for that damned King Yu's various analyses and explanations of the benefits of joining forces to occupy glacial lakes and vast tracts of native forests...

Why would he rashly attack the camp in the Ice Wasteland?
Now things are really messed up. Everyone has come, but if they want to leave, they will have to pay a heavy price.

"Okay, I promise you."

"Second, hand over three thousand strong laborers from the Hutu tribe for us to use free of charge for a year."

"That's impossible!" Amon shouted angrily.

Damn woman, she really knows how to ask for an exorbitant amount.

If they have to take away 3,000 strong laborers from the Hutu tribe, how will the remaining members of the tribe clear the land and cultivate the crops themselves?

"I'm not negotiating with you, Chief Amon." Xin Nian's words were cold and ruthless, a half-smile playing on her lips.

Amon felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, his heart chilled and bitter.

After a long pause, he said with a pained expression, "As you know, it's difficult to clear land these days. If this place is all wasteland, then there's naturally no hope of clearing it, so there's no need to have any wild ideas."

“But now…we have discovered a piece of arable land a few miles west of the glacial lake.”

"Oh?" Xin Nian nodded slightly.

Perhaps because it is close to an oasis, the soil quality is better than in other places.

It's not surprising to find newly formed soil outside glacial lakes.

Amon hesitated and tried to negotiate with Xin Nian, "Can we reduce the number of people by 500? I can give you a maximum of 2,500 laborers. As for the rest, I have to take them back to reclaim the wasteland."

Upon hearing this, Xin Nian realized that farming was a serious job.

She nodded. "Alright, then it'll be two thousand five hundred, no less. I can also provide you with some high-grade seeds to plant."

"Really?" Bearded Brother couldn't believe his ears.

This girl was extremely cold from beginning to end, and didn't seem like the kind of person who would suddenly become kind.

“We have already achieved some success in the experimental plots, so you can try planting them there as well. However, you need to collect the planting data yourself and submit it to us every month.”

"Once we discover that any of you have falsified data," Xin Nian chuckled, the meaning of which was self-evident, though not explicitly stated.

“Okay.” Recording data was a piece of cake, so Brother Beard readily agreed.

He then added, "I have one more small request. Please release my lover, Yinyin."

Xin Nian glanced at him expressionlessly. "Dude, being love-struck is no good. Wouldn't it be better to focus on your career?"

Amon was a little confused, as if he didn't understand what Xin Nian said.

Xin Nian didn't bother to say anything more to him. "Releasing her is impossible, but you can pay a ransom to reduce Miss Meng's sentence."