People here don't like to bathe, including women. It was as if they had no sense of smell at all, and they couldn't smell these strange smells.

Al washed Marcia's house several times with snow-melted water, and he was not allowed to go anywhere anyway, he had nothing to do every day.

"Marcia, have you seen any other humans?" Seeing that Marcia was about to do strange things to him again, Al hurriedly made a topic.

"Yes, every year around October, merchants come to us to exchange. Do you want to go home?" It's almost New Year's now

"Yes, I want to go home," Al replied honestly.

"You're my prey!" Marcia angrily dragged Al and tore open his animal skin skirt, laughing at the sight of a weed-woven skirt inside.

"Isn't it good here little pig, you don't have to hunt every day, and you can eat at home and wait for me to come back. ”

The snow hasn't melted yet, but hunting is no problem. Al didn't dare to provoke Marcia anymore, and obediently let her tease her like a pet.

There is no concept of days in the village at all, and one day the village chief will gather everyone and declare that today is the day of the revival of all things, thanks to the protection of the forest beast king Kelberg.

Al Cai realized that today was the first day of the new year, he was thirteen years old, and at the moment he was being tethered like a pet, and his heart couldn't help but be gloomy.

I was confused and asked myself if I regretted running away from my family and sacrificing and losing in pursuit of my dreams.

The New Year's festival is held in a bonfire in the middle of the village, where various offerings are made.

Matilda once warned against being curious about the sacrifices of the village and the tribe, as it would invite disaster. Al hid in the corner of the house with curiosity, not daring to look at it.

Soon there was the roar of the beast in the strange song, and the terrifying momentum made Aldu tremble in fright.

The creepy chewing, the click of a bone being bitten echoed throughout the village, and Al-even almost stopped breathing.

Is that something, the patron saint of the village?

With a mighty roar, the momentum faded away, and the song began to sound again, and Al exhaled.

With the arrival of the New Year, Al knew that the snow was about to melt and his chance was coming.

He made a pair of rough shoes out of animal skins, a pair of shorts, a waistcoat, a coat, and a backpack out of the bone dagger that Marcia gave him. These are all skills learned in the Boy Boy Camp and the Boy Boy Camp trains more than just warriors.

Early in the morning he dressed up and went out with Marcia's hunting party, and Marcia was always eager to try it out.

Their task today was not to hunt, but to accompany Arr throughout the whole process to collect herbs.

Although Al has read a lot of books and made a lot of medicines, making medicine and collecting medicines are two different things for Al who is worth a lot of money. The "Mohand's Illustrated Book of Plants", which has been buried in my memory, has been of great help, in addition to recording the illustrated books of various plants, there are many tips for identifying them.

The fragrance of the juice of the herb must be non-toxic, the sweet taste of the juice must be used as an adjuvant, the brighter the color, the more attention should be paid to, the more mysterious the more dangerous and so on.

Al picked up a bag of herbs and went back early, he only needed to make simple medicine to stop bleeding and relieve pain, and he could make it today, proving that he was a doctor and seeking respect in the cannibal tribe.

Without professional tools, he couldn't do extraction and refining, so Al could only follow the most primitive methods in this world to make crude hemostatic medicines, painkillers, and healing potions in magic potions. This forest is full of wild beasts, abundant in supplies, and everywhere.

"You've proven yourself," the village chief said to Al after taking a sip of the healing potion without hesitation.

"You have earned our respect and friendship. Marcia, arrange a tree hole for our physician for you to keep him safe. ”

"Yes, Grand Elder," Marcia's hot eyes behind him sent Al shivering.

The tree cave is a room of nature's bounty and a status symbol in this village. Only the village chief and a few wise old men can live.

The first thing Al did when he lived in the tree hole was to dig a stove behind his tree hole and fetch a lot of water to boil water for a bath.

"Oh, my little pig, can't you wait?" Al had just boiled the water and stripped to go in the bath, when Marcia jumped in with her eyes lit up.

Al looked at the sky speechlessly, and jumped in with his eyes closed. He was really fed up with the unbearable smell of not showering for more than a month.

The novelty of the kang attracted a lot of onlookers and children, but fortunately the kang was small, otherwise they would have jumped in. Luckily, because of the large number of people, there was not much that Marcia could do.

Al came out of the boys' camp as a boy, and his face did not change and he took a bath under the gaze of everyone and hurried out. Then in the hollow of the tree, various pharmaceutical utensils were made out of wood from crude bone daggers.

"What are you doing?" said Marcia unceremoniously lying on Al's new bed watching Al work.

"Make some pharmaceutical tools, and the potion that makes it is better. ”

"Oh, you're awesome, piggy. The unaware Marcia did not hesitate to praise her.

The status of physicians everywhere is respected, as Barrett says. Al didn't have to hunt every day, he was protected by his side, and there was plenty of food. His potion worked very well in this humble village, and the villagers respected him as a physician and saluted when they saw him. Unfortunately, the village chief never told him when he would let him go.

"Doctor, is this potion sweet? it smells so good" Al's hut was not forbidden, as Al's didn't look very old, and this was the place that the children of the village liked the most.

"Well, you can drink and see. "Really, thank you, Master Doctor" The little girl picked up the jar, took a sip, grinned because she had eaten the sweetness, and then carefully handed it to the little friend next to her, and also took a sip carefully.

Although the people here are ugly and vicious, and the children are painted with oil paint, they have the loveliness of new life. Seeing their innocent and happy appearances, Al couldn't help but grin at them.

"Physician, you're amazing. "Do you want to learn? "Can we learn?"

"Absolutely. ”

When they heard that they could learn magical medicine, the eyes of several children lit up. Since then, Al has been followed by a few heels.

No one said anything about Professor Al's medicine for the people of the village. After all, Al is an outsider and is not as reliable as the people in his own village.

But there are still simple villagers who come back from hunting every day, and after handing in a certain amount of rations, they send another share of their share to the doctor.

The village's greatest enemy was disease, and Al was grateful for saving their lives with his rudimentary medical skills.

Moreover, Al is indeed very good at eating, just by looking at the figure.