16 Dongguo Farmer

"The territory is done for!"

They ran all the way back to the logging hut. Other than the inconspicuous Li Siwen, everyone was scared out of their wits. Perhaps they didn't notice the situation at the territory at first. But with the continuous howling of the wolves, when the last person turned back to look, it frightened even militiaman Song Hu at the sight of at least ten gray wolves looking at them from across the brook.

This was definitely a pack of wolves.

Unless the Feudal Lord returned, the territory and the people would be completely annihilated.

But would the Feudal Lord return in time today?

Panting, everyone felt the rope of despair tightening around their necks.

"Let's air-dry the meat. Air dried wolf meat is tasty."

Li Siwen whispered in an untimely manner. He too was afraid, but he knew that fear would not solve the problem.

The militiaman Song Hu looked at Li Siwen. "You did a good job with the axe just now. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to escape."

"Uh, yes. It's a coincidence."

Li Siwen smiled shyly. At this moment, no one would probe further to find out if it was a coincidence. They faced a more important issue.

"The gray wolves will catch up. The leader of the pack may even be with them. I think we should continue deeper into the forest." Logger Old Zhao spoke. He had just regulated his breathing and made himself calmed down.

"That's right. There are too many gray wolves, at least twenty of them. We are no match for them." Logger Liu Er immediately said. His hands were still trembling from running with the big fish.

"The Lord will come back!" Militiaman Song Hu suddenly said, "We must wait here! We'll ration the two big fishes and the wolf meat. If we air dry it, it will feed us for five to six days. We'll wait for the Lord to return before exterminating those wolves!"

"What if the Lord doesn't return?" Logger Old Zhao argued. "What is here? Can a simple logging cabin guard against the wolves' attack?"

"Do you want to rebel?" The militiaman Song Hu yelled.

Logger Old Zhao seemed to have remembered something, or perhaps the boorish Feudal Lord's prowess was felt. Logger Old Zhao said nothing. At this moment, the militiaman Song Hu still held the highest power and had the ability to kill everyone unless they cooperated.

"Bring all the logs here, make a fence, and reinforce the logging hut!" The militiaman Song Hu gave a fierce order.

As the four loggers hesitated, Li Siwen picked up his axe and began chopping down trees. He had eaten his fill and was in good spirits. It was the best time to earn Vitality Points.

Old Zhao and the other loggers looked at Song Hu, perplexed. However, they didn't have the courage to go against him, and began working.

They had already cut down a lot of trees, about 20 of them. These trees were placed around the logging hut and secured with straw ropes. They placed the branches on top to form a simple fence four to five meters high.

As soon as they got busy, the fear in their hearts lessened. The four loggers displayed their skills as amateur carpenters as they worked to survive. In one morning, they built a simple fence and reinforced the logging hut with logs.

Li Siwen also made significant progress.

The weather was not hot in the morning. With his Stamina almost full, he was in excellent condition. He cut down five gigantic trees at one go and gained 2.5 Vitality Point, of which he added two points to his Strength.

The effect was obvious.

When his Strength was 7, he needed 3 points of Stamina to chop down a tree.

When his Strength was 8, he needed 2 points of Stamina to chop down a tree.

When his Strength reached 9, he only needed 1 point of Stamina to chop down a tree.

He consumed 13 points of Stamina throughout the morning. 11 points went to chopping trees, 3 points were consumed from running three miles, and 1 point was consumed because of the hot weather.

Of course, he took breaks in between. His Stamina constantly recovered with his stomach filled. Even now, it was still recovering. If he took a nap at noon, he could recover his Stamina to 14 points. Food high in protein was much better than dry rations.

However, the good times of being able to fill his stomach had come to an end. The wolf and two big fishes were cut into small pieces and air dried by militiaman Song Hu.

At noon, each of them had only half a catty of grilled fish meat.

"Old Song, this is not right. This is not enough to fill our stomachs. You held your stick and did nothing all morning. We worked so hard we stink of sweat."

Perhaps there was too much pressure to survive. After confronting him a few times, the logger Old Zhao's tone changed.

The militiaman Song Hu didn't take it seriously. He continued eating his grilled fish. "It's good enough there's food. It's better to eat less now than chew on tree bark later on. Those beasts want to trap us. I patrolled the area, but I didn't see even their shadows. I can guarantee that if I stay a little further away from you, those wolves will tear me apart."

"What about our water source? My water gourd is empty." Liu Er shook his water gourd.

Cao Da sighed. "We shouldn't have wasted time here. We could have run miles away during this period."

"What's the use of saying this? Try going out yourself. I'll call you Bragger Cao if the wolves don't ambush you on your escape route!" Logger Old Zhao shouted irritably, and everyone became silent.

Some time after the logger Old Chen intoned, "Bear with the lack of water. We can drink dew in the morning. It should rain today and tomorrow. We'll bear with it and wait until the Lord comes back. But yes, Old Song, you're right. Before the Lord returns, we have to think of a way."

The militiaman Song Hu appeared gloomy and didn't say a word. His solution was to stand by and wait for help. But he also knew he could not put too much pressure on these four loggers.

Seeing the militiaman Song Hu's defeated expression, Old Chen and Old Zhao looked at each other secretly. The Lord was not here, and there was a possibility he might not return. If the lord is not there, he may not even be able to return. Who wouldn't calculate their moves in their minds?

At this moment, Old Chen continued to speak slowly. His posture was on point, and he had the temperament of an inept adviser.

"As far as I know, if the gray wolves are not led by the leader, they rarely hunt during the day. Especially in this hot weather. Even they wouldn't be able to take it. Hence, it is most dangerous during the night. We need someone to keep watch at night. Otherwise, we won't even know if the wolves surround us and block the door. We might get bitten to death once we step out of the hut."

"I must conserve my energy. I have to kill the wolves if they come!" Militiaman Song Hu mumbled. He had more to say, but he kept quiet. He had to be in his best condition to suppress these loggers.

"I want to reinforce the fence and the hut, and I have to make a solid wooden door. Well, if the wolves come, I can kill one too." Logger Old Zhao snorted. He didn't want to keep watch at night. He could bear with the hunger and tiredness during the day. But it was uncomfortable to have to fight and not be able to sleep when one was sleepy. In addition, visibility was low at night. If one got bitten by an Iron Ring Black Snake, there was no way they could live.

"Just you doing that will not be enough. I have to chop down a few trees and twist some grass rope too." Logger Cao Da said. He was quick-witted as well.

"I have to create a few traps. Although I might not be better than the hunters, but it should be able to injure a few wolves." Old Chen said casually.

That leaves Liu Er and Li Siwen.

"I'll keep watch the first half of the night." Liu Er said reluctantly.

"I'll keep watch the second half, then." Li Siwen said nonchalantly. Then he continued to sharpen his axe. He had to sharpen his axe if he wanted to chop more trees in the afternoon.

In addition, he was also looking forward to slaughtering a few more elite gray wolves.

Who said farmers can't kill wolves? We're the new age Dongguo1 farmers.

Of course, he had to do it low key. Today was the golden twenty-four hours. The boorish Feudal Lord might be rushing back desperately. By tomorrow night, that was still the silver forty-eight hours. If the boorish Feudal Lord didn't appear by then, it would be possible that something went wrong.

Hence, the loggers Old Zhao, Old Chen, Cao Da had taken action too quickly. Although Li Siwen's analysis seemed logical, they based it on the worst-case scenario where the boorish Feudal Lord had the worst luck.

Under ordinary circumstances, a powerful Feudal Lord with a Strength of 30 would not die so easily. The delay in his return was probably because of the heavy rain.

But it was just right. If their presence +1, his presence would -1.