"You have to have some confidence in me. To deal with thieves who want to steal food from our warehouse, you won't need to travel dozens of kilometers away to get the magic weed," said the handsome pig-headed logistics captain.

"Okay!" The pig-headed captain with a brown birthmark on his forehead heard his friend say this, and then smiled and nodded, but he added another sentence.

"If the method you come up with later doesn't work very well, you can't object anymore when I go to collect the buddleia."

The handsome-looking pig-headed logistics captain nodded in agreement, "Okay."

The two pig-headed captains were chatting while the pig-headed warriors not far away were busy clearing the snow in the camp.

Since the weather has been very good since yesterday afternoon and it has not snowed again, there is not much snow accumulation in the campground.

Now, with the enthusiastic cleaning by the pig-headed warriors, all the snow in the camp was quickly cleared away.

The weather has improved and the time to eat has come earlier.

The gong, which was a reminder to eat, resounded throughout the camp, and everyone began to walk to the dining area.

After the pig-head warriors finished their breakfast, some of them formed a small team and left the camp.

The next task for these people is to go to a certain location to collect herbs.

The other pig-headed warriors who stayed in the camp did not want to stay in the camp since the weather was so good.

"Captain, there is a lot of firewood in the camp. I will take some people to chop wood."

The handsome-looking pig-headed logistics captain couldn't help but smile when he saw so many of his men going out to chop wood, "It's just a wood chop, we don't need so many people!"

The pig-headed warriors answered each other one by one, "There is strength in numbers."

"If we all work together, we can cut all the wood back soon."

"We can cut more wood this time and it will last for a long time when the weather gets bad in the future."

The handsome-looking pig-headed logistics captain knew that cutting wood was secondary to his men. The main thing was to go out for a walk and relax, so he said with a smile.

"Okay, then go out and chop wood!"

"Yes." The pig-headed warrior received permission, and everyone was very happy.

Afterwards, many pig-headed warriors left the camp carrying wood-cutting tools.

Similar things are happening in human strongholds. The investigators who stayed behind also walked out of the stronghold for various reasons and took a walk around the stronghold.
Chapter completed!