Upon hearing Amy’s words, Enzo was somewhat speechless.

He didn’t particularly think having a statue of himself built was a good idea, but nor was it necessarily bad—it would, however, unquestionably consume a significant amount of time.

Amy seemed to grasp Enzo’s thoughts and smiled as she said, “It’s a collective request from the tribe.”

With resignation, Enzo nodded in agreement.

At that moment, the sky gradually darkened—not yet reaching the depths of night, but dark clouds drifted in, blocking the sunlight, followed by a torrential downpour.

The rainy season had arrived.

This rain continued throughout the entire night, severely disrupting many of Enzo’s planned activities.

Progress on firing pottery and bricks in the industrial zone stalled, agricultural land clearing faced obstacles, and even some meat drying had to be halted.

The only consolation was that Enzo had managed to have several bamboo huts built in the jungle area.

The people of the tribe now had shelter from the rain.

However, there weren’t enough bamboo houses to go around. Apart from a few fortunate individuals who had an entire house to themselves, most lived together in groups, which still marked a considerable improvement from their previous living conditions.

The bamboo houses were spacious and bright, much more comfortable than the caves they used to inhabit.

Furthermore, the heavy rain caused the creatures of the jungle to relax.

Besides the fish leaping in the lake, other animals, humans, and even some supernatural beings chose to rest, quietly observing the rain falling from the sky or tending to their mates and offspring.

Enzo was no exception to this pause in activity.

In the two-story small bamboo tower, Amy’s slender legs wrapped around Enzo’s waist, and the fox’s tail drooped. Feeling the scorching and thick penis entering, Amy couldn’t help but moan.

Enzo immediately joked, “Amy, keep it down. Don’t let Clara or Tia catch wind of this.”

Amy nodded, trying her best to suppress a groan.

However, Enzo stroked the round twin breasts, which were incredibly soft and smooth, and they had already stood up. This kind of touch gave Amy a strong stimulation that she couldn’t bear, and in the end, she let out moans.

Under the circumstances, she had no choice but to shift her focus and say, “Lord Enzo, should we start planting now?”

Upon hearing this, Enzo’s face lit up with a mischievous smile as he asked, “Amy, what do you mean by ‘planting’?”

Amy instantly understood, blushing slightly but staring directly at Enzo. She rolled her eyes and replied, “Of course, just as you were thinking, Lord Enzo.”

Enzo teased further, pretending, “Ah, I see.”

Then he continued, “Have Monta prepare the tools and the tubers of potatoes and sweet potato vines. Let’s plant them first, and later I’ll help these plants mature. With this batch of crops, the tribe will have enough to get through this long rainy season.”

Amy was thoroughly displeased with Enzo’s feigned seriousness.

She took the initiative to hang onto Enzo’s body, touching the hot object with one hand and placing it between her wet legs, feeling her body once again enriched before saying, “Lord Enzo, you’re too bad!”

Enzo countered, “You don’t like it when I’m like this?”

Amy kept her head down and replied softly, “I do.”

Enzo immediately smiled and then carried Amy over to a bamboo chair in the room. In front of the bamboo chair was a large wooden table, adorned with bamboo baskets, pottery bowls, and some small wooden carvings.

Several new members had skills in various crafts.

Amy, who was sitting on Enzo’s body, also propped her hands on the table, actively lifted her body, and then continued to down, while her firm breasts rubbed against Enzo’s chest.

Her sexual desire is increasing.

Just then, a knock on the door interrupted them. Before Enzo could respond, Clara burst in without waiting.

Amy exclaimed in surprise, “Ms. Clara!”

Clara looked at the two of them with amusement and teased, “Amy, you came up here to inform Enzo, and that’s how you do it? Are you going through a mating season like the wild beasts, even as a member of the beast tribe? Alright, hurry up and finish. While it’s not raining, we still have a lot to do.”

After saying this, Clara left, casually closing the door behind her.

Amy glanced at Enzo with a resentful look and said, “It’s all because of you.”

Enzo, unfazed, turned Amy around and positioned her on the table, teasingly saying, “Amy, you didn’t resist yourself.”

Under Enzo’s fierce impact, Amy was unable to speak.

She could only feel the sensation in her body getting stronger and stronger, and the last warm current poured into her body, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.

Enzo asked softly, “Are you comfortable?”

Amy ignored Enzo momentarily, adjusting her clothes and carefully wiping away the water stains from his lower body before responding, “Clara and Tia must be getting impatient. Let’s go down quickly.”

Seeing this, Enzo got up and embraced Amy as they descended the stairs.

Enzo’s bamboo tower residence had two floors. The second floor had two rooms: a bedroom and an office. The first floor consisted of a large living room with only a few bamboo benches, making it quite rudimentary.

It’s unavoidable.

Despite receiving guidance from members of the Venom Tribe, the Crimson Star Tribe had too short a time to learn. Being able to produce these items and even construct bamboo buildings has exceeded Enzo’s expectations.

Downstairs, Clara and Tia were seated.

Their long legs were resting on the bamboo chairs without much formality.

When Enzo and Amy came down, both women glanced over with a scrutinizing look on their faces.

Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Amy sat down next to Tia and Clara and began, “Lord Enzo, regarding the special members of the Hunting squad, Vanguard squad, and Battle squad in the tribe, should we consider reorganizing and increasing manpower?”

Enzo also took a seat.

His expression turned serious upon hearing Amy’s words.

This matter was crucial for the tribe’s future development and required careful consideration.

Tia added her report, The battle squad currently has thirty members, all of whom are alive. However, if they continue to patrol the new camp in the same manner as before, they simply won’t have enough manpower.Additionally, Heru’s Vanguard squad has suffered heavy losses and needs reinforcements. And the Hunting squad led by Rhode and Anse not only hunts beasts in the jungle but also catches fish in the lake, searches for young animals, and gathers edible wild vegetables and various fruit tree saplings. Their tasks are becoming excessively demanding.”

After establishing the new camp’s area divisions and assigning roles, Enzo made detailed arrangements.

Tia and Clara were responsible for combat-related affairs, Ward managed daily tribe chores and oversaw the livestock area, while Amy served as Enzo’s assistant, gathering suggestions from tribe members and reminding Enzo of tasks.

She was in addition to managing his personal affairs.

With such divisions of labor, the tribe began to show signs of order.

After listening to Tia’s report, Enzo pondered and said, “Let’s proceed as before. During this idle rainy season, let all tribe members compete. The top one hundred will be designated as combat team members. The Vanguard squad, Hunting squad and Battle squad will retain their formations with personnel adjustments. We’ll finalize the specifics after selecting these combat members.”

Amy and the others took note of his instructions.

At that moment, the rain outside ceased, and sunlight streamed in once again.

Monta arrived outside Enzo’s bamboo tower and shouted, “Lord Priest, we’re ready!”

Enzo heard the call and descended with Amy and the others. They proceeded towards the designated agricultural area, where rainwater still clung to the grass leaves. Many busy tribe members were using spears to poke holes in the ground and burying tubers of potatoes and sweet potato vines—this was the current mainstream planting method of the Crimson Star Tribe.

“The Lord Priest is here!”

Someone shouted, and numerous tribe members turned their excited gazes towards Enzo.

The continuous bamboo forest towering around them had already elevated Enzo to the status of a deity, and now witnessing the birth of another miracle only heightened their fervor.

Enzo responded briefly.

Then he activated the leaf totem of the life tree, channeling its formidable power once again.

The potatoes and sweet potatoes that had just been planted grew rapidly, maturing in moments. Excited tribe members, under Monta’s direction, eagerly began digging them up.

Soon, a large mound of potatoes and sweet potatoes accumulated, stacking them into a small mountain.

Enzo glanced over the pile and estimated that these foods would feed all the tribe members for about half a month. He then instructed the tribe members to plant more and hurried the ripening process again.

However, after repeating this process four or five times, the yield significantly decreased.

Enzo understood that this was due to soil fertility depletion. Though he could force the totem’s power to compensate, the immense energy consumption made it an inefficient solution.

Moreover, they already had enough food for now.

With this in mind, Enzo instructed Monta, “Monta, lead the members of the agricultural area to re-cultivate the land here. Divide it into different sections and plant various crops. Additionally, have people bring marsh mud to mix into the soil as fertilizer to increase yield.”

Monta nodded repeatedly.

He didn’t quite grasp what fertilizer was, but he understood it could boost production.

Enzo’s knowledge was truly extensive!

With these thoughts, Monta called over some helpers to remove the soil from the freshly dug potatoes and sweet potatoes, packing them into bamboo baskets woven for transport to the newly built warehouse.

These were crucial provisions for the tribe, and they couldn’t afford any mishaps.

After sorting out matters in the agricultural area, Enzo returned to his residence.

Just as he sat down, before he could enjoy Amy’s massage, Lupus, the leader of the Battle squad, hurriedly came to report, “Lord Priest, the team that went to gather resources from the fallen tribes has returned. They’ve brought back a large number of domesticated wild beasts and… over ten strange members from other tribes.”

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