Several days later, Xiu Yuan returned to Watatsumi Island.
This time, he had brought back quite a few useful things.
He had bought plenty of seeds, most of them wheat.
These seeds were well suited to the island's environment and would yield a decent harvest.
As for how to plant them...
Xiu Yuan had never gone out of his way to learn.
Come on, people from Great Xia were born with a maxed-out talent for farming.
Planting these little things would be a piece of cake.
Besides crops to grow, Xiu Yuan had also acquired some ducks, wild boars, squirrels, and the like.
He planned to raise them himself first, then let them roam free once their numbers had grown enough.
Loaded down with all sorts of things, Xiu Yuan set foot on Watatsumi Island.
What surprised him, however, was that the way the islanders looked at him seemed to have changed considerably.
The hostility in their eyes...
Seemed to have...
Disappeared?
At first, Xiu Yuan thought he had merely run into one or two people who had a favorable impression of him. But the farther he went, the more he realized that their wariness of him seemed to have vanished for no reason...
The strange sight left Xiu Yuan rather bewildered.
How had their attitude changed so drastically when he had only been gone a few days?
He could not make heads or tails of it.
Still, he did not dwell on it. He just hoped his little wooden cabin had not been torn down.
When Xiu Yuan reached the cabin, he froze.
"Did I come to the wrong island???"
Xiu Yuan stared at the little cabin before him, puzzled by how different it looked.
The insults scrawled on its walls had disappeared completely, and even the roof had