When the three leopard cubs stopped by their father saw Vinson enter, they looked at each other, rubbed their claws, and climbed up the tree quietly.

They acted quietly, but before they came in, a light breeze blowing into the trees exposed them.

Parker leopard glared, "Go to the top!"

"Oh ~"

The leopard cubs shrunk in unison and looked up, the pointed top of the tree seemed out of reach.

Having contacted predators, they learned how dangerous it was to stay on the ground. They could not enter the low tree hole and had to climb up to the top of the tree.

Vincent climbed the tree and did not live on the second floor. The third floor that once belonged to him was also occupied by Curtis, and he settled down on the fourth floor.

Sleep well overnight.

The next day, Vincent sent people to move the filtered salt water to the star grass and poured it into the stone pit to blow the sun.

The sun is not only good here, because there are no tall trees, and the wind is also relatively strong.The orcs kept the sun for less than two days, and they got very pure salt.

Even the salt boiled in that half barrel is a lot more beautiful. It was originally formed into a plate, and now it is in a crystal sandy state.

A pot of salt was sent to each member of the tribe, and only one layer of salt was lost from each stone bucket.

With these five barrels and half of salt, the tribe has been eating for decades.

Vincent thought about it, summoned the tribe's unaccompanied males, and dropped a bomb.

"What? You told us to go to other tribes to exchange salt for females?"

The loud voice of the male under the tree drew Bai Qingqing's attention. She walked to the entrance of the tree and looked down.

Vincent keenly perceives the gaze projected on himself, and immediately turns back to see Bai Qingqing, his fierce look softens instantly.

Turning his head back, Vinson said to the young orc: "There are more females to you, and your chances of partnering are also higher."

"But what should we do? Will other tribes agree to exchange?"

As soon as a voice fell, there was another question in the crowd: "What about the worst female?"

Vinson didn't change his face, but calmly and strongly said: "We have salt, give them more, not afraid of not having females."

The males were eager to try, but there were still doubts.

"Our tribe has enough females. If we are stronger, the females will want it. Those who can't get together can only blame them for being too weak." This is the voice of a strong and somewhat conceited male.

Vincent sneered and asked, "Can you protect your female?"

"Of course."

Several orcs spoke in unison.

"When the Scorpion invaded, there didn't seem to be many males who were sure to protect the females of the tribe." Vinson relentlessly revealed everyone's old background.

The young orcs were ashamed.

The patriarch is of course also present at such a big event.He very much hopes that new females will join, just for reproduction, but he hasn't thought of further construction.At this time listening to the king's meaning, it seems that the purpose is to expand the construction.

"Wang, what are you going to do?" The patriarch said doubtfully.

"Do you know the Beast City?" Vincent didn't answer the question.

The patriarch said: "Know, a very large settlement, you are from the Wan Beast City."

"Then do you know how many females there are in the Beast City?" Vinson waited for them to guess, and then said: "Twenty times here, nearly four hundred females."

The herd was in an uproar.

That's more male than their tribe.

"So many females have attracted strong men from all over the forest to join, and the number of males is as high as tens of thousands ..."