I led the Goblin Culture to victory.

Chapter 286 Extended Working Hours

In the tribe, even the most skilled hunters cannot track and kill their prey with the precision of their ancestors.

They could hardly gather enough food by fishing or hunting alone.

Even though Ziyi was the leader's child, he often only had beans to eat when winter was halfway over.

They can only try to go out hunting once the snow stops.

Therefore, even though he only experienced one winter, Zi Yi had that feeling deeply etched in his mind.

Hunger, cold, emaciated...

He felt like his stomach was eating him.

Even after eating beans, he would only feel the beans taking root and growing inside his body, and he always wondered if the bean sprouts would sprout out of his mouth.

There will be no satisfaction whatsoever.

Lying on the hay, he felt like he was just like the withered grass.

That feeling was really unpleasant.

It was not only uncomfortable, but also incredibly long.

It's like winter will never end.

Fortunately, winter is finally over.

The caves sheltered the tribe from the bitter cold, and the fires brought warmth to their bodies, allowing them to eventually survive.

But now, the tribe has nearly nine hundred members in total.

This autumn has been so chaotic.

They have received enough food from humans, but they don't have time to build houses for the winter.

The few caves and houses that the tribe currently has are simply not enough to accommodate so many people.

Not to mention that those little houses can't withstand the harsh winter.

They had to squeeze in time to build the house.

We must urge the people to hurry.

Thinking of this, Zi Yi got up from the manor leader's hay bed.

He used his spear to pry open the wooden window, climbed onto the windowsill, and looked outside.

A hazy light fell from the sky, illuminating the earth in a dark blue hue.

On the dark blue earth, a few streaks of firelight barely illuminated the surroundings.

"Wow? The leader?"

Several goblins who had been dragged out of bed by their people to cook breakfast looked up.

They heard the sound of the window being opened.

Zi Yi waved his hand, signaling them to go about their business.

He went downstairs and out of the chieftain's hut, waking up all the tribespeople in the process.

"Go and wake up the people and get them to work as soon as possible so that the houses can be built quickly. That way, we can return to the tribe sooner."

Zi Yi said it in both languages.

All the clansmen roused themselves.

"Wow! Great!"

"get up!"

"Get them all up and get to work!"

"Walk!"

"Let's finish this quickly and go back to the tribe!"

They didn't see anything wrong with returning to their tribe after finishing their work.

There is only food here.

The tribe is home.

As a group of tribesmen dispersed, the people were awakened from their sleep.

The first to be woken up were the townspeople who slept closest to the manor chieftain's cabin.

The wandering soldiers were startled awake as soon as they were called.

When Zeke saw the goblins, he instinctively reached out to his side.

But he didn't touch anything.

"Get up!"

"Get to work first! Eat when the food's ready!"

"Get the house built as soon as possible to prepare for winter!"

Seeing that the others had also been woken up, he finally realized what was happening.

Yes, the battle was over long ago.

He is not an exception.

Many of the wandering soldiers acted like Zeke, instinctively preparing for battle as soon as they got up.

Although they knew the battle was over, their consciousness seemed to be stuck in the past few days.

Even though they were eating better than they were under Gaimour these past few days, and the workload was within an acceptable range, they were still a little nervous.

Even after regaining consciousness and realizing that it wasn't a dream after the defeat and unconsciousness...

But this is so strange!

They actually want to learn from goblins! And they have to obey their orders!

"What are you standing there for? Get to work!"

Jike looked up at the source of the sound.

It was a short, new tribesman carrying a spear.

"That guy dressed like a slave..."

Jike was displeased.

He stood up and responded.

"Yes."

Most of his people acted faster than he did.

At this moment, these people had gathered around the lake with various tools in hand, using their own methods to extract clay.

The most common method is to use a shovel to shovel or a pickaxe to dig.

Zi Yi had already ordered the blacksmiths in the town and various manors to make shovels a few days ago.

The number of shovels is now sufficient to cover all able-bodied laborers, and can also be used by many semi-laborers.

The rest could either be thrown by hand or tied together with sticks and planks to make makeshift shovels.

The most unorthodox method is to use a hammer to pound a wooden board into the clay, then press it down to pry the clay out.

Many of the wooden barrels and frames previously used to transport supplies have probably been dismantled...

Zi Yi turned around.

Seeing that everyone was working diligently, he returned to the cooking area.

Seeing that Ziyi was far away, Jike slowed down his shovel a little.

The same was true of the wandering soldiers around him.

Jike looked up at the sky and continued working.

However, the soldiers around him were not as clever as him.

They actually started chatting!

"I don't want to be controlled by goblins anymore..."

"Indeed, what right do these green beasts have to tell us what to do..."

"Stop arguing, at least we can eat our fill now..."

The conversation started quickly and ended just as quickly.

This kind of topic comes up several times a day, and then gets killed off instantly.

After all, most people just want to have clothes to wear and food to eat; they don't care whether they are under the control of Baron Talis or goblins.

And they really don't want to fight anymore.

There are just a few people who are not thinking clearly but are lucky, and they complain all day long.

Jike worked slowly until breakfast was ready.

After breakfast, everyone went back to work.

Throughout the day, the water around the lake in the mining area became noticeably more turbid.

Large piles of clay were piled on the donkey carts and oxcarts brought from various manors; these were all loaded onto the carts after the villagers had dug enough clay and used the extra time available.

Zi Yi walked around the bumpy lakeside.

That should be enough.

All we need to do is get it back tomorrow.

After dinner, Ziyi immediately called out the confident members of the community to stand up and prepare for the exam.

But the result left him dumbfounded.

How come some manors are so difficult that not a single person can pass the test?

Apart from the townspeople who had already been selected and the clansmen gathered in the town, the twenty-one manors couldn't even find twenty-one smart people.

There was clearly no such situation with my late teacher.

The one in charge here is clearly more clever than those clueless guys in Baron Stern's territory.

Why is this happening?

Zi Yi didn't understand.

After a selection process, only seventeen people actually passed the exam!

These seventeen people came from fifteen manors.

There's also Ziwang, whom I've spent many days with!

This……

He thought of the tax officer apprentices, so he summoned the tax officer apprentices from the six manors where no one had passed the checkpoint.

Then he discovered that the tax collector apprentices of these four manors were among the losers!

Then, Ziyi asked a few random questions to test him.

As it turned out, these tax officer apprentices could indeed calculate, but they couldn't read the language taught by their master.

This is absolutely unacceptable!

If you can't even learn numbers, how can you learn pinyin and principles?

We can only select candidates through a combination of memorization and written tests later.

Before beginning tonight's education, he announced to his people what he had already decided in his heart.

That means extending working hours.