Jiang Si's eyes lit up. "Then let's go with your plan."
Qin Shen nodded. "Okay."
The next day, no one was in a hurry to build their houses. Instead, they went to gather seafood, carry it back, and store it in dry sandpits far from the water source.
Everyone worked with all their might, terrified of having no food in the future.
This was because they didn't know that Shen Baoying had already cultivated a large number of fungal cultures.
Soon, the sea fish began to die in large numbers from lack of oxygen.
The rotting fish could no longer be collected and stored, and they couldn't touch the seaweed either, afraid it contained highly dangerous bacteria.
Although everyone was anxious about the future and their food supply, the seafood they had stored gave them a brief sense of security.
The bricks from the kiln were soon ready.
Since Jiang Si and the others had decided to live here long-term, they planned to build a rather large house this time.
