Farming Story of the Primitive Tribe in the Beast World

Chapter 191 Missing Her Medicine

After finishing what should be said, Meng coughed lightly again, covered his mouth, and stepped off the high platform steadily.

"Okay, just follow what the leader said! The gathering team and the hunting team separated, and then followed their respective leaders."

Jian Meng left, Ji said so.

For Meng's actions just now, from the beginning to the end, he did not show any dissatisfaction.

It's not because of the leader's face, because he's afraid of being fierce or something.

Rather, he really doesn't pay attention to these little things, and doesn't care.

Soon, after listening to Ji's words, Mu Kui and the others divided into two teams.

The gathering team stood on one side, and the hunting team, on the other side.

"People of the hunting team, follow me and Saki, and set off."

"People from the collection team followed me and Huan."

Thousands of orcs stretched out their wings and flew into the sky.

The males only lingered in the air for a moment.

Then, like a sharp arrow, it turned into streams of light and disappeared at the end of the sky.

And the females also quickly flew towards their destination.

On the ground, Yu Jinhuan also turned into an afterimage, keeping up with the flying speed of the females in the sky.

Everything that needs to be arranged has been arranged, so everyone moves quickly.

At this time, Meng was still on the mountain path, and hadn't walked back to his cave.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

He suddenly coughed violently and spit out a large amount of dirty blood.

"Oh! I suddenly miss the medicine Yun prescribed." Meng sighed.

"Perhaps, it would be better if the tribe had witch doctors around!"

There was a little nostalgia and melancholy in his eyes.

When Yun died inexplicably, Muqin was also emotionally unstable, becoming a little crazy and hysterical.

In order to suppress Muqin, he and Chun joined forces to suppress the witch doctor.

This, it has been almost four years in a flash!
After Muqin's death, he was afraid that other witch doctors would be as terrible as Muqin.

They didn't let witch doctors appear in the tribe again.

However, in his current situation, the sacrificial holy water is useless.

On the contrary, it is the witch medicine brewed by the witch doctor, which can have an immediate effect.

Meng is the leader of the tribe. He suffered an internal injury and could not go to a witch doctor from another tribe for treatment.

That would only expose the true situation of the tribe and attract coveted and attacked by other tribes.

Therefore, now he can only rely on the powerful control of the fifth-level beast pattern warrior to force out the blood in his body little by little.

Doing so, not to mention boring, fortunately slow.

As time went on, he felt more and more the sense of powerlessness brought about by his damaged strength.

Perhaps, Meng is still deeply afraid of the witch doctor in his heart.

However, at this moment.

He really thought that if there was a trustworthy witch doctor who could heal him and make him recover faster.

Then, it couldn't be better.

……

The grove of persimmon fruit is quite big, half a day's work just yesterday was not enough for the females to pick all the fruit.

Therefore, after Mukui and the others set off today, they went straight to the persimmon forest.

More than half of the first month of the dry season has passed.

In the dense forest, there are also many fruits. Under the high temperature, due to lack of water, they have become wilted.

Even if it is not completely dried like a persimmon fruit, it is almost the same.

Although the fruit at this time lacks water.

But, it is the sweetest.

"This one can be picked. Although it didn't taste sweet before, it is still a little sweet after it dries."

"This one too, this one too, it used to be sour, but now it's sweet."

The females linger in the dense forest, even if it is noon, even if they have packed several large packages, they have to move them back and forth several times before they can finish moving.

However, they were still reluctant to go back.

Sugar, in the Maverick tribe, is even rarer than salt.

Therefore, as long as it has a sweet taste, as long as it is non-toxic and edible, the females don't want to let it go and are willing to try it.

For example, lotus root...

The white lotus root in some places on the earth can be eaten as a fruit.

Speaking of this, people also agree that this is a kind of fruit.

However, this is different for the Winged Tiger Clan.

As a carnivorous race that almost never eats grass, and has always been indifferent to plant flowers and roots.

Because lotus root is fat and sweet, they are willing to eat it as a fruit.

"Okay, everyone quickly organize their things, we are going to set off."

Most of the females are unwilling to leave, but Aku will not allow them to stay here any longer.

After going back to have lunch, they still have to go to the Moshi Basin to collect stones.

Today, there will be a few more first-order beast-patterned warriors guarding the place. When the females are picking stones, they don't have to worry about those mosquitoes anymore.

"Oh~, I'm going to pick stones again!"

A female couldn't help but let out a beast roar.

"Yeah! I don't want to feed the mosquitoes at all."

"The bag that was bitten out yesterday has not disappeared yet."

The females complained and packed up their things resignedly.

As soon as people mentioned the bags bitten by mosquitoes, everyone subconsciously looked at their own bags, and then looked at other people's bags.

"Hey, Aoi, the bag on your body disappears so quickly!"

Ping said in surprise.

Other females, even the ones that heal the fastest.

The biggest bag on its body is about the size of a pigeon egg on Earth.

On Mu Kui's body, Ping found that her biggest bag was only the size of a thumb.

The eyes of the Maverick orcs are very sharp.

Almost just glanced at it, and they knew what was going on with Mu Kui.

Everyone has their own social circle, and they will subconsciously gather together when they are in group activities without restraint.

At this time, Mukui, Ye Heping, and a few familiar females gathered together to pack and pack their things.

After Ping's exclamation, after the females discovered Mu Kui's condition with sharp eyes.

Soon, Mu Kui was surrounded by females.

"Ah! Really, how did you do it, Aoi?"

"Tell me! Tell me! What did you use?"

The females were chattering, eager to know the secret of Mu Kui to get rid of the bags.

As females, there is no one who does not love beauty. They really dislike those bags on their bodies.

"This may have something to do with the fact that I use lotus root to cook soup!" Mu Kui said.

Anyway, the method of making broth has taken off among the tribe.

She said so, and it will not arouse suspicion.

Orcs are very good at drawing inferences.

Now, they have also begun to try to add other non-toxic fruits to the broth.

Of course, he is well aware of the unstable nature of beast world plants.

They usually use the kind of fruit that has been confirmed to be non-toxic after cooking, and mix it with meat for cooking.

The nature of the meat is stable, as long as it is confirmed that the fruit is non-toxic after being cooked, it will not become poisonous if it is cooked alone with the meat.

Note that it is a single fruit.

If there are several kinds of non-toxic fruits after cooking, cook them together with the meat.

Then, it is also very likely to go wrong and become poisonous.

"What is lotus root? What does it look like? Is it a delicious fruit?"

"It doesn't matter if it tastes bad, as long as it can reduce the swelling."

After hearing what Mukui said, the females began to ask questions actively.

The root of the lotus, they are all called the lotus root, and there is no concept of lotus root.

Moreover, they usually use fruit to cook meat.

When Mukui talked about lotus root, the females subconsciously imagined it as a kind of fruit.

(End of this chapter)