Chapter 239: Food is a Big Problem
Deep eyes looked at Ji Nuan: "I can't help but wipe it, it hurts for a while, and it hurts all the time if I don't wipe it." β
(It's cool to be injured for a while, and it's always cool to be injured all the time.) οΌ
Ji Nuan looked at this orc, who was tall and strong on weekdays, as if he would never get hurt, humming and chirping here and there, it was just funny.
He could only glare at him and continue to apply the potion to him.
Xiu Yan lowered his eyebrows and looked at the little female in front of him who was seriously applying potions to herself, and her heart was very soft.
After applying the potion to him, Ji Nuan made up the bed in the tent and looked at the tired orcs: "You rest for a while, I'll go out to see the other orcs, what food do you want to eat at night?" β
Xiu Yan thought about it, and the purple fruit rice and fried pork slices that he blurted out in advance became when he saw the little female's concerned little face: "As long as you make it, I like to eat it." β
Ji Nuan glanced at the orc with some surprise, who did he learn from and be so good at talking.
Nodding and saying, "Okay, then I'll do it casually, let's have a good rest!" β
Seeing the figure of the little female cub disappear into the animal skin tent, Xiu Yan's heavy eyelids finally hung down unsupportably, closed his eyes, and sank into sleep with a warm animal skin quilt.
Because of the city walls, the Watson tribe held back the tide of beasts that came to attack the tribe, while the other tribes in the lower reaches of the Anilu Forest did not have such good luck.
The small tribes in the forest were almost all crushed by the onslaught of the beast tide, and almost none of the tribesmen survived.
The four major tribes that had long been united also fell into a stalemate with the beast tide, and the four major tribes relied on the favorable terrain of the Dashi tribe to block the vanguard of the beast tide at the bottom of the mountain with very few orc casualties.
But in the cave of the patriarch of the Dashi tribe, the faces of the four patriarchs were not so good-looking.
"There are so many beasts, we can't just hold on." Sango sighed.
The corners of Shi Jie's mouth were blistered several times: "This beast tide is not a head of the Dao, now we don't have much food, the beast tide has been blocked here, and we have no way to go out hunting." β
Teng Kui clenched his fist and slammed it to the ground: "Damn beasts, they don't even let go of the corpses of their kind, so we can't get any food." β
Xiong Dana's face, which was always a little naΓ―ve on weekdays, was also solemn at the moment: "If too many of our clansmen have died, this year's big trade fair may not have anything to do with our tribes." β
When several patriarchs heard this, their faces instantly became even more ugly.
The Great Fair...
This is a secret between the great tribes of the lower reaches of the Anilu ....
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"Patriarch, how much food do we have?" Ji Nuan pulled the noodles and threw them into the pot, while asking the patriarch of Ge Xing, who was squatting next to the pot.
Ge Xing wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, thought for a while and said, "It's enough for the clansmen to eat for half a month." β
Ji Nuan's face tightened: "Then we have to find a way to find food, no one knows how long this beast tide will last, in case we have been trapped in the tribe, if there is no food, we will also die." β
Ge Xing nodded and said, "I have asked the orcs to pay attention to getting the corpses of the killed beasts, this damn beast, I don't know how long it has been since I have eaten food, and I don't even let go of the corpses of my companions." β