Warlord: King of All Clans

Leo walked through the water curtain and entered the atrium, and saw a large oak tree with lush branches and leaves beside the huge Sun Lake.

Its well-developed root system extends half into the lake and half into the mountain beside the lake.

Freya circled the big oak tree madly and tried to gnaw on the roots.

Several roots and branches of the big oak tree waved and twitched like whips, trying to drive away the annoying groundhog.

Leo was also amazed and asked curiously, "Weren't you a fawn last time?"

Al's proud voice came, "I can attach myself to many life forms and control them easily!"

“It took me three months to walk from the hillside to here!”

Leo looked along the outstretched roots of the big oak tree and saw a large pit covered with green grass at the edge of the oak forest a hundred meters away.

Apparently Elle had had a very fulfilling few months, as she made the big oak tree walk a hundred metres!

"You are so strong! Um... I mean perseverance."

As he spoke, Leo could sense that the spiritual fluctuations of the tree disappeared and appeared in the pigeons perched in the treetops.

"Gugu! I can also turn into Gugu!"

Freya was not to be outdone, "I can fly too!"

Freya jumped up suddenly, and a pair of little yellow duck wings popped out from behind her, flapping rapidly, but it only slowed down the speed of her body's descent a little bit.

Freya, furious, continued to gnaw on the tree roots.

Al could only quickly cling to the big oak tree again and continue waving the roots to drive Freya away.

Leo didn't bother to play with them. He lowered his head and asked them seriously, "Master Bobak, are you there?"

"I need your guidance."

"I am here."

As Bobak's gentle voice came from the depths of his mind, Leo shuddered violently.

Master Bobak's voice was as gentle and powerful as ever, but this time, the soul link not only transmitted the sound, but also conveyed a different message.

It was the biting frosty wind and the roar of a giant dragon.

The air is filled with death and despair.

Leo seemed to be standing in a car window in the dead of winter, watching the snow and ice passing by outside.

Leo had a hunch that if he stood where Master Bobak was now, he would be frozen into an ice sculpture in less than ten seconds, and then be destroyed into ice chips by the ice storm and the dragon's dance.

Under the scorching July sun, Leo asked with trembling teeth, "Master Bobak? What's wrong with you?"

A minute later, Bobak's voice was heard again. This time, all the abnormalities disappeared, apparently blocked by his powerful mental power.

"Oh, sorry, I just killed an ice dragon."

Leo's jaw was dislocated with fright.

Master Bobak killed an ice dragon while answering the phone!

Leo stuttered a little, "No, no, don't bother me, okay?"

He suddenly felt that compared with Bobak's problem, the problem he was facing seemed insignificant and not worth bothering others.

"No problem, what do you want?"

"Just, I want to save some people."

Leo spoke at the fastest speed the speech he had prepared over the past two days, explaining what had happened in Isenbol in as much detail as possible.

"I don't expect to save everyone, so I'll just do my best. It's okay to save as many as possible, right?"

Unexpectedly, Master Bobak asked back: "Why do you want to save people?"

"Whether it is the tribes in the wilderness or the beast tribes, in times of famine, they will drive the elderly and the weak, or even some of their people, to the wilderness to fend for themselves."

"Survival of the fittest is the way of nature."

Leo replied hesitantly: "Is it possible? I am a human being and I speak of humanity?"

Communication on the spiritual level does not require overly complicated words. Master Bobak can understand the humanitarian spirit that Leo wants to express from Leo's consciousness and emotions.

Master Bobak was silent for a moment, then smiled gently and said, "You, you."

"You are too kind for a human being."

An elf druid who loves life actually said that I am kind!

Leo said he couldn't stand it, both sentences were very irritating to him!

So he started to argue, "This is also an opportunity to grow, right? After this window of opportunity, there will be no chance to recruit so many people in the future."

"The river bend is so remote that even dogs don't want to come here in peacetime."

Bobak smiled but said nothing. He turned to ask, "Then why do you want to see me? It's not enough to just talk, you also need enough strength. I can't help you with that."

"I'm mainly looking for spiritual support because I feel like no one else will support me except you..."

Freya's voice interrupted Leo's words: "I support you very much! And the little mouse!"

"Get lost! You're eating the food for five people by yourself, which is equivalent to supporting me in saving four people!"

Leo's smile turned into a vulgar and mercenary one, rubbing his hands and continuing, "Secondly, I hope to provide some guidance, for example, how to quickly produce tens of thousands of tons of food..."

Leo said this in a pompous and funny tone, meaning that he did not expect Master Bobak to provide any practical help, but instead asked for an exorbitant price and paid a low price, hoping that the other party could give him some useful guidance.

A great druid who has lived for five hundred years could give a few pointers, and Hewan Leader would save himself ten or twenty years of exploration.

But Master Bobak's answer was unexpected.

"It's not like there are tens of thousands of tons of food..."

"ah?"

“You know about antler cassava, right?”

"I've seen it and eaten it." Leo asked in confusion, "Isn't it poisonous?"

The cassava in this world is a wild root plant, not a modified crop on Earth, and its toxicity is far more than the cassava in Leo's memory.

During the time when Leo first crossed over, the villagers of the River Bend Caravan often ate this to fill their stomachs.

However, because it is highly poisonous, it cannot be eaten raw. It must be thoroughly processed before being eaten in small amounts. Even the elderly and the weak cannot eat it.

Even with Leo's physical condition, he couldn't withstand the toxicity of a pound of antler cassava.

Many refugees who were left with no alternative but to flee died of poisoning from eating cassava grown on deer horns.

Moreover, this thing is as dry and hard as ordinary tree roots and full of fiber. Even if it is boiled in a big pot for an afternoon, it tastes like chewing dried old yam.

As long as it is not starving to death, no one will try to take advantage of it.

Cassava is both cold-resistant and drought-resistant, and can even survive in frozen soil. It grows all over the ground in the Wolf-driving Plain.

They are like the antlers of a giant deer, burrowing around everywhere underground, and any one of them dug out could weigh dozens or even hundreds of pounds.

Unfortunately, only the copper intestines, iron stomachs and strong vitality of creatures such as orcs, boars, and unicorns can barely digest their poison.

Even a kobold will die if he eats too much.

Only the newly joined ogre tribe praised the deer horn cassava highly.

Because they ate too many poisonous mushrooms, Kroger's two-headed ogre tribe turned their red skin into sky blue, and they were once distressed by their ugly skin color.

As a result, due to eating a large amount of cassava, the poison turned the azure skin back to red.

So antler cassava has now become their second favorite food besides meat.

Although the tribes in the wilderness lack agricultural technology, they are still able to feed such a large population because of the existence of root plants such as cassava.

This food, which is inedible to humans, is their magic weapon for survival in the wilderness.