At the Crimson Star Tribe camp.

Clara lay quietly on the open ground, feeling the warmth of Enzo’s palm on her abdomen, her body inexplicably becoming overheated.

Especially the greenish glow emanating from Enzo’s palm

Those rays of light, like the fur of an animal, lightly brushing inside her body, this sensation was difficult to bear, causing her entire body to feel itchy.

Enzo whispered softly, “Don’t move around, endure it for a moment.”

However, such torment was not easily endured.

If it were pain, Clara’s eyebrows wouldn’t even flinch, but this itchiness made her feel uncomfortable all over. It also generates a desire to vent.

Ten minutes later, the treatment was complete, and Clara was drenched in sweat. Her eyes were dazed, and seeing Enzo stand up, she seemed to make some kind of decision. She threw herself at Enzo and urgently said, “I need you right now!”

Enzo felt a bit stirred and said, “Let’s go somewhere else.”

Clara nodded, also not wanting their next actions to be watched by others.

They arrived at the uninhabited valley around the campsite. As soon as they arrived, Clara couldn’t wait to pull off her clothes. Compared to Tia and Amy, Clara’s figure and skills were very mature, which also made Enzo feel the pleasure of being cared for for for a long time, especially Clara’s huge breasts, which he couldn’t put down.

This battle about nurturing life lasted for over an hour.

Naturally, Clara ended up losing the battle.

Despite Clara’s rich combat experience and strong physical stamina and endurance, Enzo was able to rapidly recover thanks to the divine arts “Stimulate All Things.”

The frequency of using divine arts increased, and it seemed to lead to a significant growth in totemic power.

This delighted Enzo greatly.

Clara was also immersed in pleasure, feeling the sense of fullness brought by Enzo’s insertion into her body. The scorching breath made her skin turn red all over her body. She squatted, quickly undulating on Enzo’s body, and finally let out a loud scream. Finally, she collapsed on Enzo’s chest, her huge breasts pressed into meat patties.

Enzo also injects its own essence into Clara’s moist nest.

After resting for a moment, the two embarked on another round of conquests.

By evening, as night fell once again, a freshly cleaned Enzo and Clara finally returned. However, this time Clara needed Enzo’s support. Her legs were trembling, clearly showing that such an intense battle had left her feeling a long-forgotten exhaustion. Yet, the desire hidden in her eyes remained undiminished.

This is a woman filled with desire and battle.

Their return didn’t catch the attention of the other tribe members.

Tia had already started training with the combat team, which wasn’t anything special—just running around the perimeter of the camp to help the team members memorize the layout and establish future patrol routes.

Amy, on the other hand, was busy making pottery.

Unlike Tia and Clara, Amy didn’t possess combat talents, and her ability to sense danger didn’t seem immediately useful. However, her status was somewhat special. In the eyes of everyone in the tribe, Amy was the Lord Priest’s woman, which garnered her considerable respect and awe.

Consequently, she didn’t need to engage in the heavier tasks.

Yet, Amy didn’t let her status make her arrogant. Upon her request, Brian agreed to let her work on pottery, which didn’t require much physical exertion but demanded a great deal of attention to detail.

As night fell, the tribe members remained busy.

It wasn’t until the hunting party returned, carrying two large double-horned zebras, that they caught the attention of the rest of the tribe, sparking cheers.

After a day of hard work, the tribe members could finally enjoy their meal.

Not only that, but Enzo also brought a clay pot and made a stew with potatoes and meat, allowing the tribe members to experience deliciousness for the first time. The cheers grew louder, and everyone’s faces lit up with joy.

Enzo sensed the increase in totemic power once again.

He couldn’t help but think, “The frequency of totemic power enhancements is increasing. In just a few days, it’s almost more than twice as much as when I first gained totemic power. In a little while longer, I might be able to ripen an entire acre of crops at once.”

The thought of such a scene is exhilarating.

At that moment, Rhode, the captain of the hunting party, approached with a bowl of stew, intending to offer it to Enzo. However, Enzo declined, saying, “You eat. Also, what do you need me for?”

Rhode reported, “Lord Priest, during our hunt, we encountered a new herd of dual-horned zebras on the plains outside the valley, and they are in conflict with the existing herd. Among the newcomers, there are several young foals.”

Dual-horned zebra foals…

Enzo pondered, if they could be tamed, perhaps… we could establish a cavalry?

However, this idea is currently impractical.

Enzo ordered, “Under the condition of ensuring safety, you may attempt to capture the dual-horned zebra foals. Besides this, were there any other findings?”

Rhode nodded once more.

He summoned a member of the hunting party and exchanged a few words.

Soon after, the hunter returned carrying a young sapling, which Rhode explained, “Lord Priest, this is a sapling of a fruit tree that will bear sweet fruits.”

Enzo glanced at it, noting its resemblance to an apple tree.

Yet the specific type remained undetermined for the time being.

However, Rhode’s action sparked a new idea in Enzo’s mind. He responded, “Excellent, I quite fancy that. Furthermore, in our future hunting expeditions, apart from capturing wild animal offspring, if we come across fruit tree saplings or seeds of edible vegetables, do remember to bring them back.”

Rhode promptly nodded, “Of course, Lord Priest.”

After delivering the report, he left in high spirits, relishing a hearty stew of potatoes and meat, savoring every last drop of the broth.

Enzo enlisted the help of Tia and a few others to plant the fruit tree saplings in the designated living area. They constructed a stone enclosure around them and then attempted to invoke the divine arts ‘ Stimulate All Things’.

Infusing the remaining power into the young fruit trees, they only grew a mere centimeter taller.

This result was although not disappointing.

It indicated that it would take at least four to five years, or even longer, for the fruit trees to bear fruit under normal circumstances. If he was to persist in hastening the fruiting process daily, perhaps the fruit trees could bear fruit within a year.

However, the same power would also be needed to hasten the ripening of other crops.

Unless there was a substantial increase in the power of the leaf totem.

Although Enzo’s expectations were not met, he was not disappointed. Instead, he was filled with anticipation for the future.

Over the following period, the Crimson Star Tribe developed methodically. After several attempts, Brian managed to grasp the basics of pottery-making, resulting in a production rate of nearly fifty percent. This allowed almost all tribe members to use pottery, and two special one-meter-wide clay pots were deliberately made for cooking meat.

In addition to the pottery, there was also a large quantity of bricks, enough to build a house.

Enzo promptly called for Brian and imparted the necessary construction techniques. This did not require overly advanced skills, only to ensure that the walls of the house did not lean.

At this point, the vines and threads were put to good use… Hanging heavy objects allowed for an effective check to see if the walls were leaning.

Within a day, with the industrious efforts of the tribe members, the brick house in the industrial area was completed.

Enzo was finally able to bid farewell to his mountain cave abode.

After the construction was finished, Brian, trembling with disbelief, asked, “Lord Priest, can it be true that I have built such a miraculous structure?”

Enzo, somewhat exasperated, countered, “If not you, then who would it be, me?”

Sovita also approached, her eyes filled with curiosity and awe, pressing against the wall and remarking, “Enzo, this kind of dwelling is robust enough to withstand wild beast attacks!”

Hearing this, Enzo shook his head.

While it might repel ordinary beasts, when faced with extraordinary creatures like the Boar King, no matter how much thicker the walls were, they could still be rammed down.

Nevertheless, with the production of the fired bricks completed, it meant that other construction projects could now move forward.

First and foremost, the tree walls, though not very strong, are susceptible to rotting in the portion buried underground, making them easy targets for subterranean creatures, necessitating frequent replacements.

Now, it is entirely feasible to construct moderately tall brick walls.

Additionally, the construction of other houses and corresponding structures in the living area must commence.

Thus, Brian’s next focus of work is to mass-produce bricks until all the necessary buildings in the tribal camp are completed, resulting in the excavation of a large portion of the clay-rich hillock.

Apart from the changes in the industrial area, significant transformations have also occurred in the agricultural sector.

Upon returning from their hunting expeditions, the hunting party brought back numerous seeds.

Once ripened by Enzo, these seeds introduced several new edible vegetables to the tribe.

However, trouble soon emerged…

The water supply in the tribe was insufficient.

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