Even in winter, Rabbit is still in the learning stage.
Shen Nong is not a medical professional, so she can only offer some unique insights into the properties of the herbs she knows.
In addition, I exchanged some medical books and would call her over when I had free time to explain them to her.
Shen Yi was appointed by Shen Nong as the general manager of the iron mine, and he would be going with her.
When Quanfeng came to tell Shen Nong the person he had chosen, he learned that Shen Yi would be in charge of them in the future, and his expression became a little strange.
However, he didn't say anything and listened to Shen Nong completely. He only instructed the orcs who were returning to make sure to pass on a message to the orc warriors mining Wushi not to compete with Shen Yi.
Orcs love to have competitions when they have nothing to do, and there are many who challenge their chieftain and captains.
As the orc in charge of them, Shen Yi was bound to be challenged.
Quan Feng thought about Shen Yi's three brothers, all of whom were tall and strong, yet they couldn't even avoid a pit, and they all fell in and couldn't climb out.
From the moment Quanfeng pulled the three out of the pit, in Quanfeng's mind, these three Super A-grade android warriors were just pretty flowers, beautiful to look at but useless.
If challenged, Shen Yi definitely wouldn't be able to win.
The priest liked them very much, so they couldn't be allowed to get beaten up. Quanfeng emphasized again, telling the tribespeople who returned not to forget to tell them.
...
As evening approached, Shen Nong soaked her feet to wash away the day's fatigue. Ze didn't let her do anything and simply took the water out to pour it away.
Just before entering the cave, he took a deep breath, trying to suppress the turmoil in his heart.
The priest's act of giving the three strange orcs his surname made him extremely angry.
But when he thought of the priest's refusal to let him take the priest's surname, he felt extremely sad.
What should he do to get the priest to look at him more?
The sleeping area in Shennong Cave had long been furnished with a large wooden bed made from a giant tree.
Shi Xia also carved countless patterns on the wooden headboard, which were her proudest works.
Shen Nong lay sprawled on the soft animal-skin pillow, his long, slender legs crossed and nestled within the hide, making his fair skin appear even more striking against the dark leather. His waist slumped, and he propped his head up with his hands, trying to decipher the patterns on the wooden headboard—bamboo, flowers, and plants...
Suddenly, a weight settled on her back. Shen Nong turned her head and saw that Ze's usually dark eyes had turned into golden pupils, mysteriously beautiful and unbelievable, yet also concealing danger.
Chapter 69
Your Shen Ze
Shen Nong sensed danger and suddenly rolled over, trying to push Ze away, but in the end he only ended up turning himself over.
As soon as he turned around, his lips and tongue were seized, and Shen Nong's breath was taken away, while the person kissing him seemed to be trying his best to restrain himself.
He wanted to ask, but couldn't speak.
The bed made from the giant tree was exceptionally sturdy; no matter how much Shen Nong struggled, it didn't budge. However, he himself bumped his head against the headboard while trying to break free of Ze's restraints.
Upon hearing the sound, Ze reached out and shielded Shen Nong's head, afraid that he would be hit again.
What's gotten into you now?
Taking advantage of the moment when Ze loosened his grip on one hand, Shen Nong managed to free his lips and tongue. His breathing was disordered, and although he was questioning, his momentum had weakened considerably.
"Priest, call my name."
By the firelight, Shen Nong finally saw Ze's face clearly. He was stunned for a moment; Ze looked very sad…
"select."
"No, that's not it." Ze lowered his head defiantly, biting Shen Nong's fragile neck, gently grinding his teeth against it as if they would pierce her vulnerable skin and suck her blood at any moment. "You have to add the surname."
The dangerous aura emanating from Ze grew increasingly intense, causing Shen Nong to tremble slightly.
"I don't know your surname." Shen Nong's voice unconsciously softened, and he craned his neck, trying his best to avoid it. But this action only made it easier for Ze to move.
His rough fingertips pressed against the spot where he had bitten her, and Ze's tone turned dangerous. "You know, I told you so."
Shen Nong's chaotic thoughts suddenly grasped the key point after Ze finished speaking.
It seems like I did say that.
However, that time it was Ze who wanted to use his surname, but he did not agree at the time.
But Ze never mentioned it again after that, and he himself had forgotten about it.
After a moment's thought, Shen Nong concluded that this outburst was likely related to Shen Yi and the other two.
He stared at Ze carefully, so was he jealous?
In that brief period of silence and no response, Ze's heart sank to its lowest point. Why, why wouldn't the priest call me…
The sadness between Ze's brows could not be concealed, and his tone was even like a plea, "Priest, I want to hear you call my name."
Shen Nong finally understood what Ze Shuo meant by "name".
Normally, if he were coerced, Shen Nong would definitely argue with that person. But the situation is complicated now, and given the current state of affairs, he feels that if he says "no," things might not end well today.
As the old saying goes, "A wise man submits to circumstances." For the first time ever, Shen Nong yielded to someone.
Still in bed.
"Shen Ze."
The barely audible call caused his body to stiffen for a moment, then he breathed a sigh of relief and tightly embraced the priest who could so easily sway his emotions.
Before that call, Ze felt as if he had been abandoned in a raging fire, suffering terribly. The name "Shen Ze" was like a clear spring that saved him from the inferno, and at this moment he was finally free.
Shen Nong could feel Ze's boundless joy, an emotion that was almost drowning him. "You're so happy?"
"Happy!" Ze nodded solemnly, then lightly pecked Shen Nong's swollen lips and smiled, "Yours."
Shen Nong unconsciously licked the spot Ze had just kissed, and asked curiously, "What's mine?"
Shen Ze's gaze deepened, and he slowly lowered his head, as if bewitching, "Your Shen Ze."
The next second, Shen Nong's lips and tongue were entangled again. In fact, Ze had no kissing skills; every time he just charged in headfirst, and he was forced to endure the other's brute force.
Shen Nong endured the pain on the tip of his tongue, his eyelashes trembling slightly as he opened his eyes, his eyes misty with tears, his consciousness somewhat blurred due to lack of oxygen.
"Your Shen Ze" was the most tempting love confession he had ever heard.
In his hazy state, he wondered how long spring would last...
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The priests from various tribes who had been kidnapped to the Wood Tribe finally got to see their Wood Tribe priests. They eagerly pulled the orcs guarding them and expressed their desire to see the Wood Tribe priests.
The orcs guarding the priests finally understood why they hadn't left yet. Normally at this time of year, they were either lounging in the fields or the pigsty, constantly talking about how tall the seedlings had grown and which pig had gotten fatter.
“You can’t go. I need someone to ask the priest if he can see you.”
After the orc warrior on guard finished speaking, he immediately covered his ears—a subconscious action. Every time their demands were disagreed with, the group would argue endlessly, enough to make one's head buzz.
Sometimes, even when he's sleeping at night, he can feel someone constantly nagging in his ear; he's genuinely terrified.
No sooner had he covered his ears than the old priest of the Rain Tribe pulled his arm away, shouting, "What are you still doing covering your ears? Go away!"
The old priest of the Rain Tribe's words were met with a chorus of agreement from the others: "Yes, let's hurry up and not waste time here!"
"You wood tribe orcs just love to dawdle."
"that is!"
The orc on guard was so angry he wanted to roll his eyes. Weren't they always arguing and bickering whenever someone disagreed? How come they're blaming him now!
He decided against arguing with the priests, as he knew he couldn't win. After giving instructions to the other guards, he quickly left to spread the word.
Shen Nong was not surprised at all by the group's request to see her; on the contrary, it was within her expectations.
We've left them hanging for so long, it's time to meet them.
As spring draws to a close, the indoor temperature remains high, so the hearth inside is no longer used.
The seven priests arrived at the large earthen house they had been wanting to visit, and saw a tall orc squatting on the ground, staring intently at the earthen pot on the fire.
The fire was small, and the contents of the earthenware pot were unknown. As the group walked past, the other person didn't even look up.
Since coming to the Wood Tribe, the priest Shanfeng has become particularly interested in how to make delicious food.
Seeing how much Ze cared about what was cooking in the earthenware pot, he assumed it was something delicious, so he didn't rush in but stopped in front of the fire, sniffing the air as he asked, "What are you cooking?"
Ze stared intently at the fire, and seeing that it was getting quite large, he reached out and pulled out a piece of wood. "Water."
Shanfeng touched his nose, no wonder he couldn't smell the aroma of food. He said with some surprise, "The Mu tribe can't just use heated stones to make hot water. Why are you cooking with fire, and the fire is so small?"
He stopped talking and silently faced the fire.
"Come in quickly, what are you doing outside!" The old priest of the Rain Tribe grabbed Shanfeng and pulled him into the earthen house.
The earthen house was very spacious, much larger than the one they usually lived in the wood tribe. After the seven of them looked around the interior of the earthen house, they all looked at the handsome priest sitting in the chair.
Shen Nong asked them to find seats, and after scanning the seven people with his gaze, he looked at the priests who had obviously gained a lot of weight, and asked with one hand supporting his chin, "How have you all been these past few days in my Mu tribe?"
The seated priests remained silent, their eyes darting around, but they did not answer.
What are they supposed to say?
They were forcibly brought here, after all.
Even if they had said something bad, they couldn't bring themselves to say it, even as they touched the extra flesh growing on their bodies.
But not replying isn't an option either; if it makes them angry, they definitely won't agree to what they're about to say.
The Shanfenglaimu tribe was the first and most open-minded. After enjoying a few days of good food, they stopped worrying about kidnapping him.
He didn't keep Shen Nong waiting long before replying, "It's great, the food and lodging are even better than in my own tribe."
This time, Shen Nong remained silent. He rested his chin on his hand, looked at the seven people, and stopped asking questions.
You didn't want to talk to him, but since you're the ones coming to us for help anyway, let's see how long you can hold back.
Although most orcs are physically strong but not very intelligent, priests are probably not good people, and at the very least, they are the smartest people in a tribe.
After a moment of silence, all seven of them guessed the reason.
They exchanged glances and could tell from each other's eyes that they should never provoke this Wood Tribe priest again, or who knows what methods he might use to get revenge.