Although some people harbored doubts, no one was foolish enough to speak up. The authority Bo Wen had established over the past few days was nowhere near enough to challenge the convictions deeply rooted in these warriors' hearts.
The arrival of more than two hundred warriors sharply increased the camp's strength. Any warrior who had survived this long was an elite, far superior to ordinary warriors in discipline, obedience, and individual combat ability. These adults also knew their way around finding food.
Chen Mu found some of their methods remarkable. Only then did he learn that the supplies carried by every group included seeds that could be planted for food-ash vine. These pale gray seeds needed energy to activate them, after which they could grow rapidly and bear edible fruit in a very short time. Ash vine was actually a parasite that needed a living plant as its host, such as a tree. It plundered the nutrients it needed from the plant and could establish itself in an extremely short time.
Fortunately, while they lacked almost everything here, living plants were the one thing they had in abundance. Towering trees stood everywhere. Soon, all the trees around the camp had been planted with these pale gray seeds. Ash vine seeds looked like glass beads coated in dust, each about the size of a mung bean. They supposedly had a rubbery texture and were quite elastic. But that was only hearsay: the seeds were kept in sealed bottles and had to be handled with tools, never picked up directly by hand.
Seeing ash vine planted for the first time, Chen Mu was intensely curious.
The warriors dug thumb-sized holes in the tree trunks, placed an ash vine seed and a small piece of moonlight stone in each, then poured water over