The White Wolf King was also sore after hearing this, how could there be such a boring human in the world, it was even more boring than the old wizard who taught him to read Shakespeare.

Forget it, it's better than dead, and it decided to use it anyway.

Their ability to reproduce is extremely poor, and there is often only one litter in a generation.

Although a vegetarian wolf who can't howl wolves will definitely not be able to be the wolf king.

But it still has a long way to live anyway, so when this little cub grows up, let it give birth to a grandson for himself, and then fend for himself.

Liu Zheng gave the young wolf medicine, and the herpes on its body quickly healed, the pus no longer secreted, and the breathing became stable, and he slept peacefully.

"This is a virulent contagion, and there are no other wolves in your group?" Liu Zheng asked puzzled.

The White Wolf King shook his head, indicating that he had not found it.

"I'd better go check it out." A good person does it to the end, and Liu Zheng decided to eliminate the risk.

He was willing to help check, and of course the White Wolf King agreed, and returned to the wolf pack with Liu Zheng.

It howled, told the wolves to lie still, and let the human touch it casually.

The majesty of the White Wolf King is absolute, even if the wolves are touched uncomfortably, they still hold back and do not move.

Not to mention, the fur of these big bad wolves feels quite good, and Liu Zhengmei stroked a few handfuls of them.

"Woo woo (Wang, he touched my belly)." The gray wolf shouted aggrievedly.

"Whoa, whoop (bear with it, go back and give you more pieces of meat)." The White Wolf King reluctantly reassured his subordinates.

More than 20 gray wolves were randomly inspected, and there were really no other wolves with canine plague.

"Aren't there any other cubs?" Liu Zheng asked.

The White Wolf King shook his head affirmatively, it still knows a little bit about medicine, and it has already been confirmed.

"That is, the immunity of the little white wolf is too weak, so try to let it live alone in the future, keep it ventilated, keep the environment clean and tidy, and eat fresh food." Liu Zheng admonished.

The White Wolf King kept nodding his head like a family member of a sick person, and his attitude was even more sincere than that of a human family.

When this kid reaches adulthood, let him breed at once, and when he is finished, he will fend for himself, the false loving father White Wolf King thought viciously.

Seeing that Liu was about to leave, it patted his feet and signaled to wait.

Then it looked up at the moon and roared, and soon its figure became transparent again, turning into a white light and vanishing.

After a while, it reappeared, with a silver wine glass and a replaced wolf tooth in its mouth.

"Item Name: Cup of Purification"

"Item Level: B Rank"

"Prop Effect: Removes the negative effect of the liquid in the cup and retains the positive effect. (Valid for grade A or less.) ）”

"Number of uses: 1 time"

This thing has a feeling that it will come in handy at a critical time, Liu Zheng looked at a prop.

"Item Name: Old White Wolf King's Fang"

"Item Level: Rank C"

"Item Effect: Creates a controllable illusion with a certain entity for 3 minutes."

"Number of uses: 1 time"

This is used for a variety of purposes, and it may be used in combat, reconnaissance, pathfinding, cracking mechanisms, and other occasions.

A relatively frivolous prop, after replacing these two practical props, Liu Zheng feels that it is still very worthwhile.

Seeing that he put away his props, the White Wolf King stretched out his paws and patted the surface of his feet, and then left with the wolves.

This is not his sphere of influence, and if it stays too long, it is worried that the lair will be raided.

"Well, this is a reward from the White Wolf King." Liu Zheng gave both props to the heart of the wolf.

She accepted the old white wolf king's tooth and did not take the silver cup.

Liu Zheng was not hypocritical, thanked him, and put away the "Cup of Purification".

"Oh, I should ask Mr. White Wolf King for a handful of hair to keep as a souvenir." Raphael had some regrets.

Such a beautiful and magical creature may not be encountered next time.

"It's a blessing to be able to settle it peacefully, so let's keep going." didn't wait for Liu Zheng to complain, Ambrado comforted him first.

What happened just now, what did the White Wolf King give Liu Zheng, he didn't ask, and he didn't want to ask.

The principle of mercenaries is to complete the mission and protect themselves at the same time, and other things are not in the scope of their care.

Everyone continued to hurry, and they didn't know if it was because the wolves had come, but they didn't encounter any other beasts along the way, which was a lot less trouble.

Until the next morning, they came to the second resting point, a large oasis.

When people describe seeing hope in despair, they often say that it is like seeing an oasis in the desert.

This metaphor speaks volumes about the importance of oases in the desert, and many cross-desert trades would not have been possible without them.

They are like beautiful pearls in the desert, set in the desert, shining with magical colors.

The oasis also has a beautiful name, "Ulb Green", which means "treasure given by the gods" in the local language.

This oasis is the only supply depot on Ossaid's route to Hera, and is jointly protected by the local tribes.

No one is allowed to graze or cut down trees in Ulb Green, and no one is allowed to pollute the water source.

In order to ensure that the "Urb Green" is not destroyed, the nearby tribes must send people to guard it together.

"Saha!" Allah was not surprised to hug one of the guards.

"Saha! My brother, how did you come to 'Ulb Green'? Is it homesickness? The guard teased.

"No, Allahuk. I took a hired mission, but after completing the mission, I can go back to the tribe. Ambrado shook his head.

"That's good, the old patriarch misses you very much. All right, my brother, go and rest, I'm going to take a patrol. Allahuk patted Ambrador's shoulder and left.

"That's my half-brother." Ambrado explained to the curious Raphael.

The two brothers turned out to be the best young men in the tribe, and the old patriarch felt that it was okay to pass on the patriarchal position to either of them.

But if another person is dissatisfied because of this, it is a disaster for the tribe to fall apart.

Just at this time, Dakhla began to rise, and the old patriarch felt that the eggs could not be put in one basket, so he proposed that one of them take people to Dakhla to work hard.

Ambrador's flexible and adventurous nature led him to Dakhla with the young men of his tribe and created the Golden Scorpion.

Allahuk, on the other hand, remained in the tribe and became the most powerful candidate for the next patriarch.

"Alright, let's go find a place to rest. Do not defecate in the lake, throw anything into the lake and bathe in the lake. Otherwise, the Oasis Guards won't give me face. Ambrado admonished, mainly for Raphael and his party.

Well, it's actually for Jack.

Needless to say, Raphael's upbringing is needless to say, Liu Zheng and Wolf Heart are both people in the modern world, and their quality will not be much worse.

As for Jack, the former privateer captain, there is no lack of moral bottom line, and there is no bottom line of quality.

When Ambrado spoke, he was about to take off his clothes and go swimming, but Liu Zheng held him down and carried him back.

As one of the largest oases in the Western Sahara Desert, "Urb Green" certainly does not only have Raphael's team of passers-by, but also three teams in other directions, and four teams are distributed exactly in a square.

With Ambrador's face, everyone asked the Oasis Guard to borrow a wooden barrel, took a shower, and ate dry food, and all the fatigue was gone.

Raphael felt a little overfed and walked around the oasis, quickly noticing the team to the east.

It was a huge procession, about forty black men were shackled and strung together with thick ropes, and a dozen watchers-like men watched with whips, and anyone who dared to move was given a whip.

In the middle of the procession was a felt tent erected, presumably for the leader to rest.

"It should be a slave caravan of Spaniards." Jack didn't know when he came to Raphael's side.