Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 83 - 79: Luo’er’s Suggestion

Chapter 83: Chapter 79: Luo’er’s Suggestion

Shaking his head, Luo’er decisively stopped thinking about it. He decided he would ask Wang Xu for clarification when there was some downtime. This guy was only a participant in the Origin Project, but he knew everything about the entire plan to such an extent that Luo’er even began to suspect him of playing dumb to outwit others.

"Are beastman attacks frequent?" Luo’er asked, changing the topic.

"No, they’re not," Feron admitted, his face paling at the mention of the beastmen. "Beastman attacks only started happening in the last couple of years. We don’t know why, but they always appear in small groups in the forest, sporadically attacking the village. But we didn’t expect that there would be so many of them this time."

"It must be related to the civil war on the Kabarguru Peninsula!" Luo’er said to himself, nodding thoughtfully.

"We once reported this issue to the army in Sunset Fortress, but they said there was nothing they could do. The beastmen didn’t pass through Sunset Fortress, they struggled to catch them, and they could only offer to help if we are attacked," Feron said, breathing a heavy sigh of resignation.

"This is your village map, isn’t it?" Luo’er asked, spreading out the map Baiyue had drawn on the table.

Upon seeing the map, Feron couldn’t help but exclaim, "Who drew this? It’s so detailed."

"She did," Luo’er replied, pointing at Baiyue. Upon noticing others staring at her, Baiyue shyly lowered her head.

"Is she Aniya’s child? If Aniya hadn’t died, her child would be about this age, right?" Feron asked, looking at Baiyue’s ears.

"Let’s not talk about that for now," Luo’er said, pushing the map towards Feron; then he asked, "Do you know what the biggest problem in your village is?"

"What?" Feron blinked, caught off guard by Luo’er’s question.

"You have no defenses, so you’re completely helpless when the beastmen attack," said Luo’er, putting his finger on the glaringly obvious problem of the village.

"This," Feron hesitated, then began to explain, "The beastmen attacks have only recently started; for several decades before that..."

His words were interrupted by Luo’er, "What happened before is no longer relevant. As the civil war on the Kabarguru Peninsula continues, these kind of beastmen attacks will only become more frequent. The Rabbit-ear tribe has only your village left. Do you want to watch your race get wiped out?"

"What should we do then?" Feron asked, seeming to be dumbstruck by Luo’er’s words.

"I have a solution if you’re willing to listen," Luo’er said.

His efforts were not entirely for the village; he was mostly concerned about Baiyue. If it could be confirmed that Baiyue was indeed a descendant of the village, he felt obliged to ensure the village’s survival – if only for Baiyue’s sake.

"Please explain in detail!" said Feron, nodding his head.

"Starting from today, build defenses for the village and gather the men for training," Luo’er commanded.

"What exactly should we do?" Feron asked, looking puzzled.

"Watch," Luo’er said, standing up and pointing to the map, "Your village is located by the river. Build a wooden fence around the entire area to fend off the beastmen’s attacks."

"Such a massive project, where do we get all that timber?" Feron inquired.

"Cut down all the trees within a two-kilometer radius of the village, regardless of their size!" Luo’er declared, pointing to the map.

"All of them?" Feron widened his eyes. They, as Sub-beastmen, advocated harmonious coexistence with nature. Unless absolutely necessary, they would never cut down old trees that had been growing for hundreds of years.

"You must understand that these trees obstruct your sight. If beastmen launch an attack from within the forest, you wouldn’t have any time to react!" Luo’er argued, tapping the map.

Feron hesitated before nodding his head, only to raise another question, "The villagers and the beastmen differ greatly in size. No matter how much we train, we can’t possibly defeat the beastmen!"

Luo’er was about to respond when he thought of something. He asked, "Does your village have money?"

"Umm, well..." Feron hesitated a bit before deciding to be honest, considering Luo’er and his group were the saviors of their village. "Over the years, we’ve managed to save a bit by helping the army and adventurers."

"That’s good!" Luo’er nodded, beckoning Hu Daoke over, who handed him the Enfield Rifle they always carried with them.

"Do you recognize this?" Luo’er asked, twirling the Enfield Rifle in his hand.

"This is...a weapon from an Otherworld!" Feron exclaimed, looking at the weapon in surprise and fear.

"Correct. If your tribesmen use this weapon to fight against the beastmen, the disparity in strength caused by size differences between your people and theirs will no longer exist," Luo’er said, pulling back the bolt of the rifle.

"So, what you’re suggesting is?" Feron tentatively asked.

"Your village is close to Blue Bay. Send someone there to buy a batch of such weapons. You don’t need much, ten would be enough to resist a beastman attack."

"Really?" Feron’s expression was full of disbelief.

"Didn’t you see how we drove those beastmen away?" Luo’er laughed and said.

Feron nodded in agreement. Indeed, Luo’er and his team, totaling only five people, were able to drive away a large number of beastmen with their Otherworld weapons. They even killed dozens of them, which completely dispelled his doubts about Otherworld weapons.

Following Luo’er’s plan, on the fifth day after all the corpses were buried, Meila Village began its defense facility renovation project. All villagers took part, cutting down trees around the village and using them as materials for the fence.

The wall didn’t need to be too high, two meters was enough. This was because there were deep trenches dug outside the wall, and the dug-out soil was smeared on the wall. This not only reinforced the wall, but also made it difficult for even the tallest beastman to cross.

This was a massive project, requiring weeks or even months to complete. During this period, Luo’er and his team were not idle. He selected some robust youngsters from the village, including Feron’s grandson Taran, to be part of the village defense team.

To train these youngsters, Luo’er made wooden rifle models for them. On the other hand, Feron took out all of the village’s savings and Luo’er sent Hu Daoke and Cheng Ziang to Blue Bay to buy weapons. He sent them because they were familiar with Earth’s weapons and would not be swindled by crafty Blaiqi merchants.

At the moment, Luo’er was teaching Taran how to use the Enfield Rifle. Considering the carrying capacity of the team, he decided to leave this gun here.

"Raise the muzzle, align the sights, notch, front sight, target!" Luo’er instructed, raising Taran’s rifle with a stick. Taran struggled to lift the rifle, surrounded by the villagers who were there as trainee guards.

Not far away was a wooden board with a simple bullseye painted on it. Luo’er bent down, approximately checked his aim, and then said, "Fire!"

"Bang!" The rifle made a loud noise, and the powerful recoil nearly knocked Taran down. He was held from behind by Luo’er.

"Missed!" Luo’er looked at the target with a telescope and said expressionlessly.

He looked at the novices. They were all covering their ears; the loud gunshot had startled them. The fact that they stayed put after the shock showed their bravery.

"Next one!" Luo’er said as he took the rifle from Taran’s hand. Taran looked at the distant target with an embarrassed expression.

This rifle had not been fired since it was seized, so there was plenty of ammunition left, enough for Luo’er to use for their training.

"Brother!" A sub-beastman girl called Tara, joyfully rushed over to them, waving her hand, with a basket in her arms.

"Tara!" Tangmo ran breathlessly after her.

"Tara, why are you here?" Taran asked, looking at her sweaty forehead with concern.

"Here, brother, have some fruit!" Tara took some berries from the basket and handed them to him.

"Look at you, all sweaty." Taran gently wiped the sweat off her forehead with his shirt.

Tangmo ran up to them, seeing their affectionate manner, she looked at Luo’er and pouted, "Luo’er, I’m all sweaty too!"

"You really are..." Luo’er said, laughing and crying at the same time. Still, he wiped the sweat off her forehead.

"Brother Luo’er, for you!" Tara struggled to lift the berries and handed them to Luo’er, speaking crisply.

She had a round face, big eyes, and her short hair was topped with a pair of fluffy big ears. She looked utterly adorable.

"Thank you!" Luo’er thanked her warmly. When he saw her ears, he couldn’t help but think of Baiyue’s ears and lifted his head, locking eyes with Baiyue who was not far away.

As soon as Baiyue noticed Luo’er’s gaze, she immediately lowered her head and walked away. Luo’er hesitated for a moment, handed the fruit to Tangmo, and said, "Moumou, you train them. I have to go for a while."

"Should I?" Tangmo looked troubled. She knew her skills well; the fact that she didn’t injure her teammates was already quite impressive, which was why Luo’er didn’t dare arm her with a rifle.

"It’s alright. Just teach them how to fire!" Luo’er said, promptly leaving to find Baiyue.

After passing a few buildings, Luo’er found Baiyue by the river. She still wore her hood low, quietly watching the river. Seemingly sensing Luo’er’s arrival, she lifted her head and gave a slight smile of apology.

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