Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration novel Chapter 817

Chapter 817: 807 I was a Goddess in Ancient Times (14) Third Update

Hearing Zhen’s words, Chu Yin barely recovered some spirits.

But the mention from Diao made Chu Yin’s eyes narrow slightly, she turned her head to gaze at Diao, narrowing her eyes, "Who?"

Meanwhile, Che Nan also turned his attention to Diao.

"That Ye." Diao was well aware of the abilities within the tribe, Chu Yun was not so mindless as to banish the old priest and Chu Yin without cause.

The curious expression on Chu Yin’s face vanished in an instant upon hearing that name, and Che Nan also averted his gaze, continuing to draw on the ground, instructing people to build wooden houses according to his ideas.

"So it’s her," Chu Yin waved her hand dismissively, unconcerned. When she left, she had taken a special look at Ye Shaohua’s thigh, which still had crusted wounds—if it had been treated by her, it should have healed half a month ago.

A slight smirk formed on her lips, "Che Nan, let’s have people start cutting trees first."

No longer caring about the matters of the Icefield Tribe.

Both wanted to establish a tribe quickly.

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At the same time, Ye Shaohua had already led people to the place where she first discovered clay.

"Lord Yun, what does the High Priest intend to do?" Peeling did not go with Hui to pick people up, and was instead leading the remaining tribe members.

Seeing Ye Shaohua mysteriously leading the way ahead, he asked in a low voice, "Are we not building wooden houses?"

Though Chu Yun was uncertain about what specifically Ye Shaohua wanted to do, his head was filled with her strange ideas.

But looking at the soil beneath their feet, he had some realization, "Bringing you to build houses."

Hearing Chu Yun’s words, Ye Shaohua cocked an eyebrow at him.

Chu Yun looked at her, "When did you find the clay?"

"I saw it on the first day," Ye Shaohua nodded, "Let’s first dig a hole for a kiln to fire bricks. It’s close to the iron ore deposit; it’s really uncomfortable not having a knife."

Upon hearing that Ye Shaohua wanted to dig a hole, the people immediately began looking for tools to start digging.

They did not have many people, and they didn’t accomplish much on the first day, with the depth of the hole still insufficient. But by evening, Hui and the others returned, bringing a heap of green plants and two hundred hefty men from the Dwarf Mountain Tribe.

Ye Shaohua taught a few women how to roast meat with cumin and chili among other spices, showing them how to simmer meat without burning it. Soon, the fragrance of meat wafted through the air.

"We’ve come to the right place," said a burly man from the former Dwarf Mountain Tribe, eating without lifting his head.

And as for Chu Yun, he went back in the afternoon. While Ye Shaohua supervised the brick firing and taught them iron smelting, Chu Yun returned to handle tribal affairs, planning the tribe’s territory, setting regulations, and continuing to lead people on hunts in the vicinity, both of them busy beyond measure.

His own swords had always been forged under his supervision at the Ministry of War. Although he didn’t know how to convert iron oxide into iron, he could teach them how to forge and smith swords. _{freewёbnoνel.com}

Ye Shaohua then followed her memory to attempt the creation of some paper.

That winter, the Icefield Tribe lived in great comfort; although they had not yet figured out how to make cloth, they were wearing linen filled with cotton.

More than half a year later, the Icefield Tribe had successfully expanded to two thousand people and began to gain a low-profile reputation.

They also began building a wall outside the city, with a foundation made of huge stones. To ordinary people, these stones were massively heavy, but for most members of the tribe who reached Level 7 warriors, they were not heavy at all.

"As you can see, we can manufacture paper," said an elder, "If not for the Wolf Tribe, our tribe would not have considered allying with you. We hope you can provide a haven for our people. You will need our paper, and with us joining, the strength of your tribe will also increase..."

Chu Yun did not look at the paper he was holding.

Hui and the others toyed with the objects in their hands, paying little heed to his words.

Ye Shaohua examined the paper in her hands, which was rough and of low quality.

"High Priest, Lord Yun, I’ve also reached Level 7! I’ve made it to Level 7!" someone burst through the wooden door excitedly, looking eagerly at the people inside the Assembly Hall.

As he spoke, he slammed a massive stone he was holding onto the ground.

Hui rolled his eyes in response, "You should be ashamed, taking two months to break through to Level 7."

Hearing that, the man lowered his head in embarrassment, "I know my abilities are poor, but I will work harder and strive to improve. One day, I will become a Level 9 warrior, just like Lord Hui! High Priest, Lord Yun, I’m off to train more!"