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Chapter 141 Clay

After all, the Silver Wolf Tribe has such a large hot spring area, so there is no guarantee that it is not a volcano below.

And if it is a hot spring caused by a volcano, the nearby soil may also contain some special minerals.

However, it cannot be ruled out that there is a heat source underground and is formed by the infiltration and circulation of surface water.

So she planned to go outside and find another piece of soil to use as a reference.

This will also increase the probability of success.

Take action when you say action.

Sheng Ling picked up the spear and bow and arrows he had made these days, put on his big bamboo hat, and left the cave.

She didn't go far, but several orcs patrolling the tribe still glanced at her from time to time.

They were not afraid that Sheng Ling would escape, but they were afraid that Sheng Ling would be in danger.

During this period of time together, most of the orcs in the Silver Wolf tribe had great respect for Sheng Ling.

And they also knew that Sheng Ling was a useless beast.

At this time, when the mountains are closed by heavy snow, some hungry beasts often come out to look for food.

Some orcs who are weak and alone will sometimes fall into the mouths of these beasts.

A few people dare not be careless.

Fortunately, Sheng Ling was just wandering around the tribe, which made the patrolling orc team secretly sigh in relief.

The orc in the lead is a fourth-level silver wolf, Wolf Cang.

Seeing Sheng Ling walking around, seemingly looking for something, he couldn't help but step forward to ask.

"Witch Doctor Shengling, are you looking for something? Tell me, and maybe I can help you find it. It's cold outside, so you can wait in the cave."

Sheng Ling stopped digging and looked at the orc who was speaking.

The male orc is somewhat tall, with loose silver hair.

The whole person looks very serious, but paired with his ascetic face, he looks more like a flower on the high mountain.

However, compared to Lan Yin's aloofness, he is more cold and aloof.

Sheng Ling clapped her hands.

"It's okay, I've found what I want, thank you."

However, the soil in the north is a little yellowish and sticky, and it doesn't look very nutritious.

But this soil gave her the feeling of finding clay.

Thinking of the difficulties in making stone pots in the North, Sheng Ling picked up the pot of soil he dug, said hello to Lang Cang, and returned to his cave.

Several patrolling orcs persisted, becoming even more confused.

"Are those things in the arms of Shengling witch doctor just now soil?"

"What does Shengling witch doctor do with soil? It's not a clod of soil. It can't be burned or eaten."

"It's really weird."

Lang Cang couldn't help but frown slightly when he looked at Sheng Ling's back.

He recalled what the tribe had recently given to Shengling witch doctor and found that it was quite complete.

Food, clothing, and accommodation are almost fully prepared, so there should be nothing missing.

No matter how confused the orcs were, Sheng Ling had returned to his cave.

She found a few types of soil, most of which were viscous, somewhat like clods, and a little hard when twisted together.

In fact, when she heard Lang Bai say that it was difficult to make stone pots in the north, she had doubts that there might be Xunduo ore in the rocks in the north.

Especially some ores such as iron ore and copper ore, their hardness is naturally relatively high.

And if these things are used properly, they will definitely be a big help.

In some ancient dynasties, hot weapons had not yet appeared, and cold weapons were very important to some rulers.

And some mines will be regulated.

This kind of thing, if used well, will be a great help, but if used improperly, it will most likely trigger a war.
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