Chapter 42: The Unpalatable Fruit of Divine Punishment

"Mountain cub, how many fruits of divine punishment are there in the grove?" Ge Xing asked in a condensed voice.

Ji Nuan thought about it, and his face was slightly ugly: "I can't count, it's all in the place where I caught the giggle beast." And it's not sure if this Tumang tribe has also thrown the fruit of divine punishment in other territories of the tribe. ”

Hearing Ji Nuan's words, the two beasts still didn't understand anything, and their faces were extremely difficult to see.

"Ge Xing, you go and organize the orcs to pick up all the fruits of divine punishment in the tribal territory first, and I will think of a way to deal with these fruits of divine punishment.

Let's hope our Watson tribe can survive this disaster safely. Grandma Witch Doctor's face was gray, and her body became more and more rickety.

Looking at the old man's aged body, Ji Nuan was also worried about this old grandmother who was the first to give her warmth in another world: "Patriarch, the witch doctor Ama is fine!" ”

Ge Xing waved his hand: "Hey! The witch doctor is also old, but the females in our tribe are not talented, they can't communicate with the beast gods, and they can't remember so many herbs, and the witch doctor is also worried about the inheritance. ”

Ji Nuan was silent, she hoped to learn from the witch doctor in terms of herbs, but communicating with the beast god or something, she said that it was really a hemp claw, you must know that she has always been an atheist.

"Patriarch, then I'll go back first, the little cub was left alone in the cave, and I don't know what happened." After telling the patriarch and the witch doctor Ama about the white fruit, Ji Nuan finally remembered his chubby little lion cub, and didn't know if the little guy was doing well at home.

Ge Xing waved his hand, and there was a hint of exhaustion in his voice: "Go!" ”

Ji Nuan nodded, grabbed the hay that was lifted on the side and prepared to cover it, but in his mind, he suddenly remembered the terrible fruit of divine punishment that the patriarch had just said, and there would be no plants growing on the land with the fruit of divine punishment?

She straightened up and looked at Ge Xing, whose face was still gloomy: "Patriarch Uncle, this fruit of divine punishment is so terrible, will you die if you accidentally eat it?" ”

Hearing this, Ge Xing turned around and looked at the skinny little female cub with a strange expression: "If you eat the Fruit of Divine Punishment, you won't die, but this Fruit of Divine Punishment doesn't taste good."

When I was a cub in the past, my father told me that when our Watson tribe first arrived, there were many divine punishment fruit trees in the territory, and there were females who collected them.

Later, an orc accidentally ate the fruit of divine punishment, and his mouth was very painful and bitter, and he drank a lot of water to get better.

Later, the fruit of divine punishment ripen and fall to the land, and the place where the fruit of divine punishment grows has never grown any other plants except for the fruit tree. ”

Ji Nuan was curious when he heard this: "Then is the orc who ate the fruit of divine punishment okay?" ”

Ge Xing shook his head: "Of course it's okay!" ”

Ji Nuan looked at the patriarch suspiciously: "How do you know?" Did your father tell you? ”

Looking at Ji Nuan's curious appearance, Ge Xing was slightly embarrassed: "Because the orc who ate the fruit of divine punishment is my father's father's father's father." ”

Ji Nuan's face was black, as if she had returned to the orphanage when the dean's mother told the story, a long, long time ago...

Hurriedly picked up the basket and anointed the soles of his feet with oil: "Patriarch Uncle, I won't bother you, go back to the cave first!" ”

Ge Xing choked, and only laughed after half a sound: "This little cub! ”

With that, he sighed heavily, and walked towards the tribal clearing, to quickly arrange for the orcs to pick up the fruit of divine punishment.