Why didn't he join forces with the Wood Tribe to attack the Salt Tribe?
The most powerful hunting team in the Salt Province is gone, greatly weakening their fighting strength.
He couldn't handle the strange things from the Wood Tribe, so if he were to clash with the Salt Tribe, he certainly wouldn't fare any better.
Furthermore, with his cannibalistic tribe stabbing him in the back with stone spears, how could the Salt Department possibly survive?
Wuming grew increasingly excited, barely able to contain his excitement. He wanted to laugh but couldn't, his face twitching from trying so hard.
Seeing Wuming's lips twitching incessantly, the old priest asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Wuming pinched himself hard to suppress his excitement with pain. "Nothing much, I just want to go back quickly and stay with my people in the cave to freeze."
The old priest choked for a moment, then continued to ask, "So, after you looked at the pottery jar, what about attacking the Wood Tribe?"
Wuming replied, "Oh, I won't fight."
"you!!"
The old priest couldn't understand how Wuming, who wasn't even afraid of the arrogant Beast God, could be so terrified by the Wood Tribe!
No matter what he said, he couldn't be persuaded!
I'm so angry at him! He's a coward, a useless piece of trash!
The old priest had no idea that this cowardly good-for-nothing he regarded was plotting to kill them with the help of others.
Chapter 30 The Water Tribe's Misfortune
Hunting party, assemble!
After returning to their tribe, Lu Shuang and Niu Si told their people about the Mu tribe's decision.
When the tribespeople learned that the Wood Tribe was willing to take in the children of the Water Tribe, they were all overjoyed.
This means that their children will be able to survive.
Lu Shuang wanted to send the children there as soon as possible, so that they would have a better chance of survival.
Time was of the essence, and there was simply no time for a proper farewell.
A female orc, her body purple from the cold, led a small orc to Deer Frost's side.
She trembled, her words faltering, her voice soft, "Priest... Priest, the... Mu... Mu tribe, okay... okay?"
Lu Shuang looked up and put down what she was holding.
“Wood Tribe, very good, very good.” He gestured for the female orc to look at the animal skin clothing he was wearing. “You see what I’m wearing, and what’s on my head, are all made of very fine animal skins. The priest of the Wood Tribe gave them to us when we left, worried that we would get cold.”
Thinking of this, Lu Shuang couldn't help but say, "That priest is a very good person, and he will definitely be very good to the children as well."
As she spoke, Lu Shuang took the straw rope off her neck and handed the gloves to the female orc, saying, "Try putting your hand in here."
Hearing Lu Shuang's words, the hostess curiously reached in and her icy hand was enveloped by a continuous source of heat. In contrast to the extreme cold around her, this warmth was amplified infinitely.
Lu Shuang smiled slightly and said, "Everyone in the Mu tribe wears these things, so our tribe's children will definitely have them too."
"And you don't know, the water that the Mu tribe drinks is hot. Once you drink it, your body feels warm. The houses they live in also heat up, making them as warm as spring, so you don't feel cold."
“The children will certainly not freeze there.”
Before he knew it, more and more orcs surrounded him, all wanting to hear about the situation in the Wood Tribe.
Lu Shuang patted the head of the little orc who was listening attentively to the side, then glanced at the surrounding orcs with a serious expression, "Remember, the moment the children left the Water Tribe, they became members of the Wood Tribe."
"Pretend the children are dead, and no one is allowed to mention it again. If anyone can't do that, then don't send your child there, understand?"
The orcs looked at the child, their hearts heavy with reluctance. But compared to waiting to die with them here, sending him away meant they would be content as long as he lived.
"Understood, priest."
The children cried their hearts out when they were separated, but because they were too weak, they had no strength left after only a few cries.
Lu Shuang originally wanted to keep the animal skin coat for the elderly to cover themselves with, but the elderly refused, saying, "It's cold outside. Share it with the children so they can all make it to the Mu tribe alive."
Lu Shuang couldn't refuse, so she could only reply, "I'll finish delivering it and come back quickly."
This time, because she was escorting the children, Lu Shuang brought four other people with her besides Niu Si.
The people of the Water Tribe stood at the entrance of the cave, watching the priest and children disappear into the wind and snow.
They kept in mind the good things the priest had said about the Wood Tribe, and hoped that their child would be able to live a good life in the future.
——
The snow outside hasn't stopped, but it's lessened considerably, and the wind isn't as strong as before, making people's faces hurt.
Shen Nong had just regained consciousness when she heard the system calling out.
[Host, host, do you remember what I was asked to do before?]
Although Shen Nong wasn't usually grumpy when she woke up, she was too lazy to rack her brains and guess what was going on as soon as she opened her eyes. "I've asked you to do so many things, how am I supposed to know which one you're talking about now?"
The system thought about it and agreed. Without further suspense, it displayed a small program on the screen.
[Regarding your question about holographic projection, I searched through various timelines for a long time and finally found the timeline of his deceased mother.]
With the timeline, I can use code to create a replica of Ze's mother, based on the data within the timeline. This way, Ze can then communicate with his mother.
"I was thinking of urging you in a couple of days, but I didn't expect you to remember."
Shen Nong looked to the side and found that Ze was not there.
After he finished dressing, the cave door was pushed open, and the dim cave was briefly illuminated before returning to darkness as the door was closed.
He was holding a clay pot in his hands. When he saw people get up, he said, "Priest, the water in the clay pot is at the perfect temperature."
Shen Nong put on her shoes, walked over, and fetched water to wash up.
"It's not that you don't need to do these things."
Ze said softly, "I want to do it."
Shen Nong had heard the same answer countless times.
Forget it, I won't say it again. Do whatever you want.
After washing up, Shen Nong watched Ze busily cooking fish soup.
He crossed his arms, staring at Ze's retreating figure, and asked the system, "What do I need to do for Ze to see me?"
Hold hands and look into each other's eyes.
Shen Nong imagined the scene, was speechless for a moment, and asked again, unwilling to give up, "Isn't there any other way?"
After thinking for a moment, the system said, "You can also hold him and look into his eyes."
Shen Nong: ...
"Thank you so much..."
However, compared to holding hands like children in interstellar kindergarten, Shen Nong still felt that a hug was better.
Having made up her mind, Shen Nong took a deep breath and prepared to call out.
He had barely stepped out when he was interrupted by a deafening roar, "Priest! The Water Tribe is here!"
Shen Nong stamped his foot, having no choice but to give up.
Anyway, the system is already prepared, so it's the same no matter how you look at it later.
"They're here."
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"Boil more water, don't simmer it over a fire, boil it directly with hot stones. After the children have recovered, wipe them down."
"Go get some jam and make some sweet water for them to drink."
After Shen Nong finished giving his instructions, the Mu tribe began to move.
Fifteen children lay in the room, all of them frozen and purple, pressed against the floor where the floor was heated, unable to get up at all.
The adults who accompanied them were not much better off. The children were still wearing the winter clothes that the Wood Tribe had given them to keep warm, although they were sharing one piece of clothing between two or three people.
However, something is better than nothing. Lu Shuang and Niu Si were still wearing the tattered animal hides they wore when they last met, while the animal hides worn by the other adults were in even worse condition.
The water boiled quickly, and Tu Dong first made a cup of sweet water for everyone.
The people of the Water Tribe had not eaten anything along the way, and having already been in a state of prolonged hunger, they could not drink meat soup at this time.
A warm glass of sweet water is just right.
When the beastmen of the Water Tribe first heard their priest talk about everything concerning the Wood Tribe, they had no imagery in their minds.
They simply couldn't have imagined such a beautiful scene.
Even after seeing it with their own eyes and experiencing it firsthand, they still wondered if they were dreaming.
After drinking a cup of warm, sweet water, I felt warm again and regained some strength.
The sweet taste in their mouths reminded them that this was not a dream.
However, they could not stay any longer. Once their strength had recovered, they put down the ceramic cups and left.
Shen Nong wanted to give them winter clothes to keep warm, but Lu Shuang didn't give him the chance and left with the tribe as quickly as possible.
Although Shen Nong didn't think that speed was much faster, he could sense that Lu Shuang didn't want to trouble him anymore.
This boy has changed a lot. When they first met in the Salt Department, Shen Nong could still find a trace of youthful spirit in him.
Now, his brows are full of worry, but the only thing that remains unchanged is his thin but straight back, as upright as a bamboo or pine tree.
Looking at the animal skins on the child's body on the ground, Shen Nong whispered, "Why didn't they take the ones we gave them before..."
"These children were put together with Bao Qiu and the others, with two or three more children living in each mud house."
After arranging accommodations for the children, Shen Nong threw herself into planning the spring season for the tribe.
Lu Shuang's silhouette lingered in his mind. If he were strong enough, he could help more people get through the winter.
Instead of having to give up a part, as is the case now.
This was the first time Shen Nong had this thought in her two lifetimes.