T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 581. 580. The Winged Deer Enhancement Plan
Delicious, I love it!
The orange tea was so salty and had some rough salt crystals that it won over all the winged deer.

This was a taste they had never experienced in their entire lives.

Even if you were to pull up the entire salt flower by the roots and chew it in your mouth, you couldn't experience the ultimate pleasure!

After taking a big sip, they came to their senses and all the huge heads of the winged deer nudged together next to the orange tea.

With nowhere left to retreat, Orange Tea was pushed against the rock wall, holding aloft the salt shaker that made every winged deer drool.

"If you keep squeezing in, I won't help you refine it anymore!"

The antlers of the lightning-struck deer flashed with lightning.

Ripples of magic spread through the cave. The winged deer, their eyes stung by the salt, stood up straight and, under the disapproving gaze of their leader, quickly retreated and lay down on the ground.

However, their heads remained held high, staring intently at the salt shaker.

Small eyes, big longing.

"Be a good boy and you can lick it every day from now on... But don't eat too much, too much salt might not be good for you."

Orange Tea didn't know whether this common sense applied in Anna's magical environment, whether the object was a monster or not; she just said it subconsciously.

The winged deer nodded obediently, looking like children eating candy for the first time, their expressions sweet and delightful.

Originally, Orange Tea, who helped collect food everywhere, was a mascot in the eyes of the winged deer. Now, because of Salt, it has become the most special existence in the winged deer herd.

Where there is orange tea, there is salt.

Salt makes me happy.

With its closed-loop cognitive pathway, orange tea is practically the saint of the winged deer.

Wherever I go, I am accompanied by lightning-struck winged deer, with several winged deer following me at the same time.

Aside from the meticulous work of leveling the land and tending to the saltwort, for all other tasks, as soon as Orange Tea makes a sound, a winged deer will rush out to help complete them.

Before she could even put her newly acquired beast-taming skills, which she had just awakened and was still in no use, she had already made a group of friends.

Orange Tea felt relieved.

Who said the start was bad?

This is a fantastic start, perfectly matching her needs.

The winged deer are just as energetic and temperamental as the big yellow dog we raised when we were young, and they are even smarter because they have developed their intelligence.

The lightning-struck winged deer can clearly understand every word she expresses—except for obscure words.

Contact with intelligent beings requires caution and careful consideration.

However, most wild beasts and low-intelligence monsters are much easier to deal with.

Raiding squirrel burrows is a daily necessity for Orange Tea during her work and rehabilitation sessions; she has visited almost every tree hole near the cave.

She herself is very willing to expand the area of ​​activities, just to get more money.

The lightning-struck deer didn't quite understand why she liked to search for small tree holes in the forest, and after confirming that there was no danger, she would dig them out.

Just for those pine cones and nuts?
If you want to eat it, they can do it for you.

Orange Tea can sense the deer's confusion.

Those who haven't searched it wouldn't understand; a squirrel's food stash is like a giant blind box.

You never know what you'll pull out next.

The teacher's guidance was excellent; the simple phrase, "If you can't find food, go find squirrels," effectively enlightened everyone about the boundaries between reality and illusion.

She doesn't exhaust the resources; she only takes a little at a time.

Even a careless squirrel can't do the math; even if it only picks up the tastiest nuts, it probably still...

The tail of the lightning-struck winged deer swept across the orange tea.

At this moment, she was counting her spoils in front of the squirrel's nest, grinning slyly.

Following the gaze of the lightning-struck winged deer, Orange Tea raised her head and looked at the treetops not far away.

A row of squirrels stood on the tree trunk, some upright, some on all fours, watching her intently.

Is it my imagination? How come I see tears in your eyes?

Orange Tea felt a little embarrassed for stealing the fruits of the squirrels' hard work right in front of them.

Then she decisively picked out all the nuts and put them in her pocket—sorry, she really loves them!
"Capture him."

Upon receiving the order, the winged deer stirred up a gust of wind that swept through the branches, and all the squirrels who had been watching the spectacle were brought before the orange tea.

The poor little creatures trembled and cried incessantly.

"I won't take it for free, I'll trade with you."

The squirrel cowered, bewildered, as it was packed up and taken back to the vicinity of the cave.

Next to the ball salt flower garden, which was converted from an orange tea plantation and surrounded by hand-fired bricks, a pit stands out.

Winged deer manure composts very well, and the variegated clover is growing vigorously. Such precious material should not be wasted.

As a result, the winged deer's habit of defecating randomly near the cave was corrected.

It's fine to roam around for food and invite monsters and wild beasts to eat, but when you get home, you have to go to the toilet properly.

Her plan to renovate the deer habitat is simply not enough to provide daily supplies for 34 deer.

To prevent monsters and wild beasts from stealing food at night, the Orange Tea Party's winged deer take turns keeping watch at night.

If the monsters and beasts of this woodland knew that their buffet was ruined by orange tea, they'd probably want to breathe on it.

The squirrels had stopped squeaking, and even after the winged deer released its magical restraints, they remained motionless.

Orange Tea, who has dealt with cow dung countless times since childhood, casually opened the cover covering the pit.

The dried winged deer crystals harden, are light green in color, and do not have a strong odor.

She chipped off a corner and placed it in front of the squirrel.

"Eat it." Winged deer crystals are a hard currency in the forest ecosystem, and few animals can refuse them.

The squirrel remained motionless.

"I know you understand what I mean. If you don't eat me, I'll eat you."

Forced to be fed, the squirrels eagerly devoured the winged deer crystals with their paws.

After stuffing my cheeks full, I couldn't help but look up at the orange tea, as if asking—is there any more?

Xiang was confused. This was actually something that mice could eat?

Normally, once the crystals of the winged deer are produced, they are consumed by powerful animals and monsters in turn, while these small animals can only pick up some scraps.

Another crystal fell in front of the squirrels.

He buried himself in his food again, his cheeks swelling to twice their normal size, as if he couldn't finish it all but would take it home to enjoy slowly.

Orange Tea was pleased with the squirrels' performance, even though they seemed to be showing signs of being dizzy from eating charcoal.

"Now that you have gained wisdom, you can work for me during this time."

The squirrels tilted their heads back in unison, blinking their eyes.

“I’m helping the winged deer store food. These pine nuts and other nuts, I, cough cough cough, the winged deer love to eat them. Please help collect them in this area.”

"Don't run too far, or I won't be able to protect you."

The squirrels nodded immediately.

After they happily skipped away, crunching on the fallen leaves, Orange Tea stretched comfortably.

She patted the lightning-struck winged deer and rubbed its big head.

"I will be leaving this place in the future."

The lightning-struck winged deer exhaled softly.

"There's nothing I can do. I have very important things to do. It was just a coincidence that I ended up here."

"But since it's fate, I want to use the time I'm recovering my magic to help you all live better lives."

"The group has only 34 members in such a long time, it must be because the food supply is not enough to meet your needs."

"The salt flowers are just the first step. Next, I will find ways to increase your access to food."

"Before I leave, I will teach you how to take care of plants. They are all simple methods, but your magic is strong enough that you will definitely achieve the desired results."

"Don't hang your head. It will be at least one to two years before we set off, which is enough time for your daily routines to be turned upside down."

Just then, several winged deer ran back, each with a fish trap placed by the stream, its mouth full of orange tea.

Overnight, several plump fish appeared in the cage.

There were also quite a few river shrimp and crabs in the other trap.

As an omnivorous monster, the Winged Deer will occasionally use electric shock to catch fish if it wants to eat them.

Electricity passes through the horns, and the volt rotates!
The fish that unfortunately passed by in the stream instantly turned belly up.

This method of electrofishing, which indiscriminately kills both adults and juveniles, is a huge waste of resources and magic.

Now, Orange Tea has taught several winged deer that like to roam the stream how to use a fishing trap.

The winged deer did not understand how the fishing trap worked; they simply imitated it and waited patiently for a while until fresh fish appeared in the trap.

Next, Orange Tea will teach the Lightning-Struck Winged Deer how to make tools, so that it can be transformed into a way that is easier for other winged deer to understand.

The current orange tea drinkers have priority access to food, a right that originally belonged to the lightning-struck winged deer.

The fresh fish were still lively and jumping around, splashing water happily.

Orange Tea picked up a stone and, with a few quick movements, lulled them all to sleep.

Gutted open, the fish with their serene faces were pierced, placed on the fire pit, and roasted.

Because of the squid potatoes in my previous life, the cooking skills of everyone else in the boundary between the real and the virtual world were all mediocre.

"Squid, I'm hungry!"

"Potatoes, I'm hungry!"

The classic 5-word magic spell: shout it out and you can summon a table full of delicious food.

Fortunately, during her time with money and free time, Orange Tea learned how to barbecue from Potato; otherwise, she dared not imagine how miserable her diet would have been during that period.

The presence of salt crystals enhances the flavor of food.

Spread some sauce on the grilled fish, put the fattest part of the belly into your mouth, and with a satisfied look on her face, Orange Tea quickly invited everyone to try it.

She became like a mother to the 34 winged deer, dividing the fish meat equally so that the deer could enjoy it when they returned at different times.

The winged deer also enjoy being cared for.

Holding a salt shaker, you can tend to the salt plants, increase crop yields, and even collect food.

Orange tea, she's a goddess!

"Oh!"

The explosion caused by the compression of magic brought the winged deer in the cave back to its senses from the pleasure of the salt crystals.

Orange Tea ran out immediately and saw a giant bear fleeing in panic, looking back from afar.

The pit containing the winged deer crystals is now covered by a broken cover.

After being standardized by orange tea, monsters and animals could no longer find anything delicious around the cave where the winged deer lived.

The previous principle of mutual benefit was broken, and the creatures in the woodland were not yet used to it, so they became anxious and started to forcibly rob.

Orange Tea chuckled softly.

"Since you all want it so much, then let's make a deal."

(End of this chapter)