An earthquake in the last days sent Xiao Yuan to the Orc Continent. The people here wore animal skins with bare feet, ate and sat on the floor, and lived in tents made of animal skins, like a refugee camp, which made him very uncomfortable.
He didn't want to sleep on the ground, so he took his little followers to make a bed. If he couldn't get used to the food here, he made delicious food. Gradually, he did more and more things, leading everyone to rebuild, farm, and breed... And as long as the grain and land passed by his hands, there would be a bumper harvest in the future!
The White Lion Tribe became the first planting tribe in the Orc Continent, and the leaders of each tribe sent people to learn the technology.
There is a rumor in the mainland that you should not offend the White Lion Tribe, especially the black-haired orc, otherwise you will not be able to harvest anything for a year!
Everyone respected him and wanted to recommend him as the next leader. The leader of the tribe asked Xiao Yuan: "You don't want to be a priest or a leader, so what are you going to do?"
Xiao Yuan was silent for a while and replied: "Then just call me director."
Intention: Live in the present and not be afraid of difficulties