Beast World Natural Disaster Farming Road

Chapter 127 The Surprised Cat Discovery in the Dispensing Room
"Although Brother and I cleaned it last night, I felt uneasy and wanted to clean it a few more times."

Hearing this, the man nodded in agreement.

"That's true, the rotting corpses in the dry season will easily cause plague if they are not cleaned up.

Now that Chun is not here and Meng is also injured, we can't even invite witch doctors from other tribes to treat the plague, so we have to be careful. "

How long has it been since Mupa and Mumu had an accident?

The Maverick Tribe also had no witch doctor in recent years.

Some orcs are sick, not because of skin trauma, but because Tsubaki's holy water can't cure them.

The tribe will also consider inviting witch doctors from other tribes, but that requires a lot of contribution points.

As the saying goes, only the rich can afford medical treatment.

However, that is all based on the premise that the Yihu tribe is strong enough to invite people to come, and to suppress and deter them, so as not to let those witch doctors from other tribes come and make monsters, which is not good for the Yihu tribe.

Now, the chief priest is in a coma, the leader is seriously injured and offline, and it is too late for the Yihu tribe to hide the situation from its own family. Even if you have more contribution points, if you are sick, you will never want the tribe to invite another tribe's witch doctor to treat you.

Because, that would put the entire group in danger.

Not to mention fierce disagreement, even ordinary Mavericks would not agree.

The original overlord, if your strength is damaged, don't you hide it and expose it, waiting for those guys who were suppressed before to swarm up and eat you alive?

This is also the reason why Mukui wants to temporarily connect with the Winged Tiger Tribe to block the prying eyes of other tribes' priests.

After all, the lips are dead and the teeth are cold.

If the real situation of the Yihu tribe is discovered, and other tribes beat them to the door, how can Mu Kui and the orcs with their arms under the wings of the tribe stay out of it and live a peaceful life?

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In the evening, Mu Zhao returned from the hunting team.

So many people died in the tribe yesterday, and they are still cremated and sealed in sacrificial coffins, waiting for the funeral.

Especially on the hunting team, a large number of high-end fighters died. If Mu Zhao and the others go hunting today, it will be more than twice as difficult as before!

Mu Zhao came back with injuries, although the injuries were not serious, only a few [-] to [-] cm long cuts were drawn on his abdomen and arms.

Holy water was scarce in the tribe, so he didn't get any holy water for this injury.

After Mu Kui treated him distressedly, he couldn't help but smile wryly when he heard his elder sister ask: "Not good, very bad!"

"A lot of fourth-order beast-pattern warriors died yesterday. When we went hunting today, we didn't dare to shout as much as before when we were in danger, because I was afraid that if the fourth-order beast-pattern warriors leading the team were to rescue other orcs, Can't make it here.

In that way, our shouting will only lead to more danger, not rescue. "

"Now, the hunting team uses something called a silent mother whistle. When it is blown, the person wearing the main whistle will hear it, and follow the whistle to rush to the scene for rescue."

Mu Zhao said, but didn't show the real thing.

"There are only a few whistles of this kind. Generally, only one whistle is assigned to a team. It is a sacrificial vessel made by Tsubaki. It is very precious. It will be handed in when I return, so I can't show it to my sister."

Hearing this, Mu Kui nodded, understanding.

It's like she used the pregnant leaves to cultivate the psychic wood, and then used it to make a one-way connection with Victoria.

This silent child-mother whistle, presumably also has a similar principle.

It's just that the raw materials and production methods are different.

After all, cultivating psychic wood is the unique ability of witch priests. As a priest, Tsubaki cannot get it out, and can only be replaced by other methods.

Of course, people say it is a substitute, maybe the production process is more advanced than that of Mukui, and the demand for raw materials may be cheaper.

"Sure enough, it still has an impact!"

Mu Kui was not surprised by this result, but she was also worried about her younger brother and didn't want him to get hurt because of it.

"The stock of medicinal materials at home is almost running out. Tomorrow, I will go to the collection team to find more medicinal materials, and I will practice some healing medicines for you later. When I am away, you can use those medicines, don't waste money. Do you know?"

Mu Kui exhorts worriedly.

I'm afraid my brother is used to saving and is not willing to use it.

Because Mu Zhao had a previous record of saving medicinal materials once or twice before, Mu Kui noticed it and found that it was a small injury that was not in the way. He silently added a lot more to the witch medicine he brought.

"Yeah." Mu Zhao nodded, "Don't worry, Sister, I won't spare you."

"That's the best. You can practice again after using the witch medicine. Anyway, it doesn't take much trouble. Nothing is more important than your safety, brother."

Mu Kui relaxed slightly.

After dealing with the prey that was distributed today, Mu Kui called Shang Mu Zhao to go with her to fetch water from the river frequently.

Now that the hunting and gathering teams are back, there are many people coming and going on the stone steps and many people asking questions.

Mu Kui still said the same words, but after a long time, everyone was a little surprised by the number of times Mu Kui and the others fetched water today.

In the bottom of their hearts, they left the impression that the two siblings used too much water and didn't know how to control themselves.

Mu Kui saw the signs coming, but could only smile wryly.

It seems that the matter of the water storage bag must be resolved as soon as possible.

Otherwise, always going back and forth to fetch water like this will inevitably attract the attention of interested people.

Even if you don't think about the bad, but like now, everyone thinks that Mu Kui's family has too much water.

In the future, when the water level of the river actually drops and water becomes scarce, someone may think of Mu Kui's frequent fetching of water, and then put the pot of water shortage on Mu Kui's head.

After all, when people are emotionally irritable, it is the easiest time to blame others.

At that point, it's really a spark, and anything can happen.

It was not easy to get enough water to condense the source water seeds.

One person and one cat came to the dispensing room.

According to Victoria's instructions, Mu Kui began to make related witch medicines and draw sacrificial patterns.

And Victoria.

Ever since she came in, she always felt that something was wrong in the dispensing room.

When Mu Kui started concentrating on refining witch medicine, she wandered around the dispensing room.

Suddenly, Victoria stopped in front of a pile of empty potion bottles.

"Meow?"

[This is... a witch drug with bleeding effect? ]
[It is also a witch medicine that seems to be able to cure the Huahai plague that once prevailed in the Central Continent, and this...]
Victoria's jump was half a meter high, and the whole cat was so excited that it almost jumped into the sky, but its heartache was so painful that it couldn't even meow.

"This, this... this is a witchcraft with the effect of destroying luck! Which prodigal guy actually used it, and left it for me to study, it would be great!"

The little black milk cat looked sad and angry, turned her head angrily, and stared at Mu Kui with her pair of ruby ​​cat eyes that were about to breathe fire, wishing to stare a hole in Mu Kui's back.

Mu Kui, who is refining witchcraft: "..."

Why do you suddenly feel a little cold behind your back?

　Today's new book is stuck, and I'm starting to write it here, it will probably be very late.

　　Xiao Yao will post it in the morning after finishing writing, everyone go to bed first, and read it again tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)