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After inspecting the animal shed, Jian Mo pulled Wu Jiong to move the fish sauce that was fermenting on the side into the house.

The kitchen is greasy, and I'm worried that moving the fish sauce there will cause it to spoil from the grease, so I can only keep it at home for now.

The wind picked up as they conducted their inspection.

Jian Mo looked up at the dark village. "I understand why everyone builds stone houses now, they're better protected from the wind, right?"

Wu Jiong: "Not only is it windproof, it'll also last for hundreds of years without breaking down."

Jian Mo: "Can those nests of the Jintuo Tribe and Cypress Branch Tribe really keep out the wind?"

Wu Jiong: "They're in the mountains, the wind isn't that strong there. Don't worry about it, it's windy every year, nothing will happen. Come on, let's go back, take a shower and go to sleep."

Wu Jiong spoke, he reached out and scooped Jian Mo up, pushing him into the house to take a bath.

It was time for them to go to bed, Jian Mo was so sleepy that, despite being a little worried by the howling wind outside, she quickly fell asleep.

The next day, Jian Mo was awakened by a series of thumping sounds.

The animal ears on his head twitched, and it took him quite a while to figure out that it was the sound of the wind blowing against their courtyard gate.

Wu Jiong's voice came from above. "It's still early, why not sleep a little longer?"

Jian Mo: "It looks like the courtyard gate was blown open by the wind. I'll go take a look."

Wu Jiong listened intently for a while, then said, "It really is. I'll go close it."

Jian Mo quickly got up with him. "I can't sleep either, I'll go too."

The wind was blowing and the temperature was dropping. When Jian Mo went out, she felt that the weather was much cooler. Wearing just a single layer of clothing was no longer enough, and she had to put on a jacket.

Of course, this is just him.

Wu Jiong still wore the same animal skin skirt as always.

It was still dark outside, and the wind was blowing very hard, as if it had taken on color and shape, making the world a vast expanse of white.

Jian Mo looked at him worriedly. "Is the wind always this strong here?"

Wu Jiong held him tightly. "It's not the worst yet, the wind seems particularly strong this year."

Jian Mo: "Not at its strongest yet, does that mean a stronger wind will blow later?"

Wu Jiong: "No, this wind has only just begun to blow; it will only get stronger."

Jian Mo became worried. "In that case, I'm afraid the crops in the field won't be able to withstand it."

Jian Mo wasn't the only one who thought this way. After daybreak, Qing Kuo came over to talk, and they also brought up the issue of the crops in the field.

"If the wind keeps blowing like this, it might blow all the leaves off the ground."

I'm afraid they'll scrape it off along with the roots.

We need to think of a way to see if we can hold them off.

"Build a wall to block it? There's no time now; the cement will take two or three days to dry."

"Or should we add a fence?"

"Won't the fence be blown away by the wind?"

"No, just use wood, leaving half above ground and half underground. Even if the wind is strong, it shouldn't be blown away."

Jian Mo could even get a word in edgewise, everyone had already come up with a solution.

He was a little skeptical. "Will this work?"

Qing Kuo: "Why not? This is the most convenient way. We don't need it to last for many years anyway; it just needs to block the wind."

Ye Luo: "I know where there's wood that's perfect for making a fence. We can hurry and cut it down while the wind isn't too strong."

Qing Kuo called out to Wu Jiong, "Then let's go chop wood, Chieftain?"

Wu Jiong: "Okay, don't go hunting or gathering today. Protect the vegetable garden first."

Qing Kuo: "Alright, I'll go inform the beastmen, and also tell everyone to bring their axes."

Since last autumn, the Riverside Tribe has significantly increased its trading frequency with other tribes.

Nowadays, almost every household has metal utensils, and axes are quite common.

Before long, the entire tribe had gathered more than twenty axes, and led by Ye Luo, they went to chop wood.

The logs Ye Luo took to cut were long and straight, about as thick as a sub-beastman's arm.

After sharpening the ends of the felled wood and removing any branches, cut it into the appropriate length for use.

Jian Mo had just seen Tu Chuan and Ran Shao off when he rushed over to check on the vegetable garden.

Led by Wu Jiong, most of the tribe was busy working here.

Many orcs, after reverting to their animal forms, would carry logs in their mouths, stick them into the ditches, and then, using their weight advantage, press the logs down into the soil, burying about half of them.

The orcs followed, hammering the stone a few times until the wood was in place.

One by one, the logs were planted, forming a wooden wall in the field.

After the wooden wall was built, Jian Mo could clearly see that the raging wind in the field had subsided considerably, and the leaves of the crops were no longer swaying as much.

Especially the Flour Grass, which was originally lying down, was restored to an upright position after being blocked by the wooden Flour Grass.

It seems the wooden wall really works.

However, Jian Mo had never seen this method of wind protection before.

On Earth, when typhoons or other winds blow, people generally don't take any special measures to deal with them.

Perhaps the fields on Earth are too vast, and obtaining wood is not as easy as it is in this world, and there are no giant beasts that can directly insert wood into the soil.

It seems the differences between the two worlds are indeed quite significant.

As more and more logs were planted in the fields, the space available for the beastmen to move around became smaller and smaller.

Canine beastmen are mostly clumsy, often knocking over logs or trampling on crops when they move around.

The feline beastmen, unable to bear it any longer, drove most of the canine beastmen out of the field.

"You should go back and whittle the wood."

"Be careful not to knock over the piece of wood we just stuck in the ground."

"Hey, just leave it to us!"

The canine beastmen were somewhat resentful, but there was nothing they could do; their beast forms simply weren't as agile.

After busying themselves with their paws raised for a while, the canines had no choice but to retreat from the field.

The big cats watched the canine beastmen retreat from the field, wagging their tails smugly as they skillfully planted the logs in the soil without knocking over any other logs or crops.