Survival of Prehistoric Widows [Farming]

Seeing the tears of the big lion, Lu Yan opened his mouth to say something, but found that his throat was sour and he couldn't say comforting words at all.

He was not in a coma just now, so he could naturally hear the pain and panic contained in Horn's call from anxiety to despair.

For him, he couldn't imagine how distressing the scene of the horns slowly losing their vitality in front of him would be.

He stretched out his hand, gently stroked the lion's soft mane, tilted his head and rubbed it lightly, and then uttered a few words in a low voice: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Fearing that the horn was still stuck in those sadness and unable to extricate himself, Lu Ling turned his head and looked at the little cubs he had just given birth: "How about the child?"

A few cubs were licked clean by the lion's mucus. After a while, they gradually opened their eyes and were crawling around the big lion's paws groaningly.

Lu Er felt that his physical strength had recovered a lot, and he sat up and leaned on the lion's belly, looking down at the little guys who had fallen from him.

The first time she was pregnant, he gave birth to triplets. Lu Yan himself felt incredible.

The three little guys are two orcs and one sub-beast.

The cubs of Asian beasts are similar to human babies, except that Lu Er’s child is not like Lu Er’s ears, but a pair of white cat ears with a long white tail behind his ass;

An orange little lion was lying on the big lion's paws, kicking and biting the fur on the big lion's claws; the last pure white little deer was still closed, lying on the side of the two brothers, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

From the cry of the old Asian beast who delivered the baby, Lu Wei vaguely remembered the order of "orc-sub beast-orc", and couldn't help but be a little curious: "Which of these two is the boss?"

The big lion raised its tail reluctantly, and pointed at the little lion who was chewing his paw.

Seeing the little lion's active energy, Lu Yan couldn't help but laugh: "It's really like you."

The big lion licked the little white deer lightly, and there was a "grunt" in his throat, which means "this one is most like you".

Since the little lion is the boss, the cat-eared beast is the second child, and the little white deer is the third child.

When he was pregnant, Lu Ye didn't have much real feelings about being a father. Now looking at the three little guys who are connected to him, he suddenly feels an indescribable tenderness in his heart.

He came to this world alone, and now he has three children conceived by himself.

He stretched out his hand and hugged the little lion gently, looked at its amber eyes slightly, and kissed its face lightly. The little lion seemed to know that this was his father, so he made an affectionate "Woo" and licked Lu Ning's face with his tongue. This little guy is exactly the same as the lion cub that Lu Wei knows. Seeing it, he can see the appearance of Horn when he was a child.

It's just that the little lion's coat color is orange... Lu Ling subconsciously touched his ears. Except for a pinch of green hair on the tip of his ears, the other parts of his hairy ears are orange.

The small Asian beast looks similar to a human baby, but unlike a human child, it starts crying when it is born. On the contrary, it rolled its eyes and looked around very curiously, and "chuckled" when it was picked up by Lu Er. The skin of the Asian beast cub was extremely soft, and Lu Ling held this little meat ball, feeling that his heart was about to melt.

The beast organs on this little guy are cat ears and cat tail. Lu Yan couldn't help but rub, and the little guy's two ears moved left and right, very cute.

The last born little Bailu almost killed them with one dead body, but Lu Yan didn't have the slightest grudge against this little guy. When he hugged him, he looked around to see that the little Bailu was sleeping very quietly, and occasionally hitting his mouth. Sneezing, I couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Is the youngest okay?"

In modern society, he heard that children who have dystocia may have some congenital deficiencies because they have been held in the mother's womb for too long. The little white deer waited in his stomach for a long time before coming out, and he didn't know if there was any problem.

At this time, the big lion felt the inconvenience of animal-shaped communication, shook his head and changed back to human-shaped, let Lu Ling lean in his arms, hugged Lu Ling from back to front, hugged Lu Ling tightly, and pressed his face. Buried on Lu Er's shoulder.

Feeling the warm and fresh skin contact with each other, the horns finally settled a lot, turned to look at the little white deer, the anxiety in his eyes calmed down, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, some cubs like to sleep when they are born. ."

He stretched out his hand and hooked Xiao Bailu's ear, then pointed at his arm, "When he wakes up, I will give him some blood."

Lu Er remembered that Jiao had fed himself a lot of blood at that time, and there was still a trace of blood in his mouth. He quickly put down the little white deer and sat up straight to look at Jiao's wrist: "Is your wound okay?"

After a while, the horn's wound no longer bleeds, but such a large wound still looks a little shocking.

Lu Er hugged Horn's arm in distress, moved his lips, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

"I should say this." The horns pressed his forehead, and his voice contained a hint of guilt and pain, "I was so stupid, I didn't expect it earlier."

If he could be more reliable, calmer, and think that the life force contained in his blood could be used earlier, Lu Er would not have to endure so much pain.

Lu Yan kissed the slightly cool lips of the corner, and did not entangle him with this topic anymore, moved his arms a little, and tried to stand up.

Jiao quickly pressed him: "You have just finished giving birth, take a good rest."

"Have you forgotten that your blood can heal human wounds?" Lu Wei felt that the discomfort and pain on his body were slowly disappearing, and now he was almost back to the state of perfect health before he was pregnant.

Presumably, the blood in the horn I drank was too much, and the life force in it was still working.

"That's not okay, you lie down!" Jiao hugged Lu Er to the Kang, then hugged the three cubs to Lu Er's side, rubbing his hands in a daze, and exhaling gently, "I'll go first. You pour a glass of water."

Lu Wen couldn't help him, so he had to let him toss, looked at the three little cubs around him, and hurriedly said: "Remember to prepare milk for the children!"

...

When the corner opened the door, the people outside the door still surrounded and did not disperse.

Seeing that the horn came out, the crowd chatting around the war and the sacrificial rites suddenly "hulled" and asked in a rushing voice:

"Is Green Ear okay?"

"Is the cub okay?"

"Is there anything I need? We can help."

So many people cared about Lu Er, and the corners of their faces were warm, and they replied, "It's all right. Lie down on the bed and rest. I will cook milk for the cubs."

The ewes raised by Lu Er's family were to **** milk for their cubs. It was no secret for a long time.

Although it has been known from the mouth of the midwife and the mysterious sacrifice that Lu Er and the cubs are safe, the confirmation from the mouth of the Horn still made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Teng looked at the ewe in the sheep shed who was breastfeeding the lamb: "Should I bring it in for you?"

"No, Lu... Lu Er doesn't want to feed the ewe directly." Horn refused and shook the wooden barrel in his hand. "I'll squeeze the goat's milk into the barrel and heat it up before putting it in."

The orcs looked at each other.

They have never heard of this breastfeeding method before.

But all the strange things that Lu Er has done so far have his reason, and in the end it has proved the superiority of Lu Er's thinking.

Teng thought for a while, and reached out to take the wooden barrel in Jiao's hand: "I'll go milking, and you can accompany Lu Ears more."

Horn thought for a while and wanted to agree. However, he did not return to the house immediately, turned his head and walked towards the sacrificial rites and wars who were standing aside.

Coming to the front, Jiao bowed his head very seriously, and solemnly thanked him: "Thank you, the priest, for saving my partner."

If it weren't for the priest to break in directly, his mind was blank at the time, and he couldn't think that his blood could save people. I am afraid that he would really lose his love.

The priest did not expect that the horn was so solemn, he coughed twice, and tried to hold the air, pretending to be arrogant: "Well, it's a trivial matter."

With Teng, Jiao didn't worry about the battle and the arrangement of the sacrifice. After a brief chat with the sacrifice, he turned his head back to boil the water, who was concerned about Lu Ning.

Instead, Zhan stayed behind the sacrifice for a long time, and wanted to go up and ask after the horns and the sacrifice had finished talking-he also wanted to see a few boys too! Unexpectedly, Jiao completely ignored him and went to work on his own.

Zhan Jianjiao completely ignored his own younger brother, and complained to the priest: "Sacrifice, you see, brother ignore me."

"I think the horn is much more stable than you." The priest "humbled", "It looks like you, and doesn't respect me at all."

Zhan remembered the snow leopard who had been forcibly requisitioned as a mount by the sacrifice and was exhausted, and muttered: "You seem to be respected, too."

...

During pregnancy, Lu Er deliberately fumbled and pointed Xiaofeng to help him make two small baby bottles.

The bottle was carved from bamboo, and the stomach of the beast was used to make a pacifier. The boiled and warm goat's milk was poured into it, and a few cubs could hold it and **** it.

The cubs in the orc world are very strong in their stomachs, and can drink any animal’s milk, including goat’s milk. This simple boiling is only for sterilization.

It's just that I didn't expect that there were three babies in my stomach, and I only made two bottles, which was not enough.

Asking Feng to help make another feeding bottle urgently, Lu Lin looked at the three little babies waiting to be fed with some trouble.

Finally, Lu Er decided that the three little guys would take turns and stagger the feeding time.

It's just that when two of them have milk to drink, even if the other is not hungry, they want to drink milk.

The old lion likes to grab the baby bottles from his brothers; the second child will open his mouth to cry in protest; the third child will only stare pitifully at his brothers drinking milk, without saying anything.

The two novice fathers, Lu Er and Jiao, and Mu's father took care of the three cubs in a hurry, drinking milk, peeing, and sleeping, and they were very busy in just two or three days.

Fortunately, Feng quickly made a new baby bottle, and finally there would be no crying when breastfeeding, which made them breathe a little bit for the new fathers.

A few days later, both little orcs became humanoids.

According to the orcs, they will be in human form for a long time to come, until they grow up and gradually arouse the wildness in the body, they will practice transformation under the guidance of their father.

Looking at the three very similar babies sitting side by side, Lu Wei hesitated, then turned to look at the horns who were patiently breastfeeding: "Are we going to name them?"

It used to be very easy to distinguish between a lion, a baby, and a white deer. Now looking at the three white and fat babies, except for the second child with cat ears, the other two have to be distinguished carefully to see.

Horn came over with three baby bottles, a cub stuffed one in his mouth, and sat next to Lu Er, embracing Lu Er's waist, with great interest: "What's a good name?"

According to the naming convention of the orcs, the orcs are a single word, and the sub-beasts are two words. Most of them start from the characteristics of the cubs themselves.

The original green ears are because there are green hairs on the ears.

Lu Yan gently touched the little furry ears of her second child, and made a moment of difficulty: "Let me think about it."

This is the child born by his painstaking efforts. Of course, he must be cautious in naming it.

"Horn, is your name because you have a horn on your head?"

Horn shook his head and touched his forehead, feeling a little embarrassed: "No, the horns on my head only appeared after the heart of life entered the body. There were no horns before."

Lu Er was curious: "Then why did you name it?"

"Because my father pursued Mu's father in a place called'Dujiao Peak'." Jiao thought of the scene when his father and his young self were proudly showing off, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What about the name of the war?"

Jiao thought about it again, "Zhan is one year younger than me. It is said that his father and Mu's father quarreled at the time, and his father was scratched with blood on his face, so he named Zhan."

Lu Lin laughed "poof": "Your father and Mu father are really interesting."

"Well, I have a chance to take you to see them in the future." Jiao lightly kissed Lu Er, and curiosity was born, "What's your name?"

Lu Yan succumbed to the youngest who was suddenly choking, and smiled faintly: "It's also a coincidence to say it. My name really has something to do with Lu Er."

"Oh?"

"In the history of my world, there was a man named'Zhou Mu Wang' who raised eight very powerful horses, and one of the horses was named'Green Ears'." Lu Yan put down the third child and sighed softly. He said, "My dad...well, my father loves them very much, and because my surname is Lu, I took the green-eared homonym, and I was called Lu Er."

Jiao pondered for a while, feeling very interesting, and raised his own question: "What does the surname Lu... mean?"

Lu Wei was startled, and realized that the concept of "surname" has not yet appeared in this world, so he briefly explained to Jiao: "A family name is a symbol of a family, representing the inheritance that has been passed down from generation to generation."

Jiao looked at Lu Er, then turned his head to look at the three cubs who were leaning on the kang holding the bottle and drinking righteously. In his mind, he couldn't help but think of his and Lu Er's long-standing bloodline, which lasted for a long, long time in the future. The scene afterwards.

This scene made him a little bit enthusiastic. Holding Lu Er's hand, his blue eyes lit up slightly: "Then add your surname to our children!"

"Are they all given the surname Lu?" Lu Lin was startled slightly, "Are you not given the surname?"

"I don't have a surname." Jiao Wei was a little frustrated, after thinking about it, his expression was a little excited, "Can I also have your surname?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was okay, and read it by himself quite seriously, "Lu Jiao...sounds very good."

Lu Li was a little bit dumbfounded: "You have my surname, are you afraid that your father will kill you?"

"Father has no surname." Jiao didn't care. "Besides, there are wars."

Lu Yi thought for a while, and felt that it was a good time to bring up the concept of surnames. He nodded and agreed: "Then we will all have the surname Lu."

The children's surnames are available, but the names are still a problem.

Lu Er and Jiao discussed for a while, combined their different experiences, and went round and round and finally decided on names for the three little guys.

The old lion’s name is "Lu Jiu", to commemorate that they had three little cubs when they were drunk and impulsive, and therefore the relationship was confirmed;

The second child of the Asian beast, named "Lu Xue Mao", was taken from the two big snow cats that had been piled up for Lu Er. The second child is also the only cub of the three brothers who resembles Xiao Mi's image;

The third youngest white deer was named "Lu An", because he was born with a dead body and two lives, and he was also the weakest of the three cubs. Lu Er's expectation for the youngest was to be safe.

Lu Yan looked at the three ignorant little guys and nodded one by one on their foreheads: "From now on, you will be children with names and surnames. You have to be obedient, you know?"

Horn hugged him from behind, lying on his back, muttering a little dissatisfied: "I am still there."

"Well, there is an older child." Lu Yan patted him on the shoulder, a little funny. "The older children should also be obedient. Go and see if the children are going to pee."

...

Although the three babies are now humanoids, they are orcs cubs, which are very different from humans.

For example, they seem to have the ability to control their bowel and urine soon after they were born, and every time they want to excrete, they have some signs. Under the guidance of the experienced Asian beasts, Lu Er and Jiao quickly grasped the rules of their children's excretion, and the diapers they considered at the beginning were of no use.

Anwen gave birth to triplets that are rare in the orc world. During this period, many people came to visit Lu Er and the cubs.

Taking this opportunity, Lu Yan finally met the priest from the altar tribe.

After Zhan brought Nata back to the altar tribe, Lu Wei and Jiao guessed the possible reaction of the altar tribe, such as letting people come and bring the horns back. The last thing they didn't expect was that the sacrifice would come in person!

Lu Ling had heard that the old priest of the altar tribe accompanied the totem before he was born. Before the horn was sent to the totem as a "sacred beast" for nurturing, he was the only one who communicated with the totem.

Zhan also talked to them about sacrifices. After the totem died at the hands of Nata's race, the old sacrificial rites fell into a depression for a time, and it was only in the last few years when the divine punishment began to spread.

Then suddenly one day, the old priest yelled at the altar like crazy, saying that he finally contacted the gods and knew the solution to the punishment.

Only when the people in the tribe asked him, he refused to say, only that he needed to find the horns, and also pointed out the position of the horns. The altar tribe sent a battle and found the Redwood tribe all the way.

Judging from the various traces, this old priest does have some supernatural power.

Lu Er was very cautious when facing him. He checked his gloves twice, for fear that the old priest would see something wrong.

The old priest entered the house and went to see the three sleeping babies first. The three delicate babies have the most gentle power in the world, making the wrinkles on the serious old priest's face smile a few more.

Zhan and the old priest came together, full of curiosity about the three little guys, reaching out for a hug, and knocked off his hand directly by the corner with a cold face.

The younger brother was aggrieved: "Brother, brother, can't you let me hug it?"

"No." Jiao refused very categorically. "You made me cry?"

The old priest watched the two brothers exchanging brotherly feelings, and coughed: "Zhan, I want to drink hot water, you go and boil a pot for me."

In the past two days, they lived in Qianlie’s house. Under the guidance of Zhan Qingche's familiar road, the old priest also got used to the life of the Hongmu tribe.

Zhan walked to the kettle of Lu Er's house, muttering: "There should be hot water here."

He knew very well about his brother, for Lu Er and the three cubs, there was absolutely hot water supply at all times.

"I want it in our room." The old priest emphasized, urging him, "Go!"

Zhan looked at the unreasonable old sacrificial priest, and looked at the indifferent horns, gritted his teeth: "Dead old man, you can't drink you!"

After speaking, he left with anger and turned to boil water.

Jiao watched Zhan leave, slightly puzzled: "Sacrifice, why did you come here?"

In his childhood memory, the old priest had a bad temper, and he had always lived near the altar of the altar tribe, not to mention traveling thousands of miles to other tribes, even leaving the altar not many times.

"Not to come to you." The old priest snorted, "If you refuse to go back, I have to come to you."

Lu Er could see clearly that this old sacrificial priest deliberately distracted the battle. He didn't know what to say. Now he noticed a title: "We?"

The old sacrificial priest didn't talk nonsense, staring at Lu Lin straightforwardly: "I want to ask, which world do you come from?"

This question caused Lu Er to tighten his body immediately, subconsciously trying to cover his right hand, and then forcibly restrained; Jiao also opened his eyes instantly, and stood in front of Lu Er quietly.

Seeing the two people in front of him as if they were facing an enemy, the old priest waved his hands and said angrily: "I'm not going to do anything to you! Just make sure you are our enemy."

Looking at the old priest's determined appearance, he knew that it was useless to pretend to be stupid. He pursed his lower lip and showed his sincerity: "I come from a world where there are only humans...I shouldn't be your enemy."

At least he personally does not intend to harm the world subjectively.

"What are humans like?"

"Similar to the orcs, except that they cannot be transformed into beasts; the gender does not distinguish between sub-beasts and orcs like the orcs..."

Before Lu Er said a few words, he was roughly interrupted by the old priest: "Okay, I see, it seems that you are not on the other side."

"the other side?"

Lu Wei frowned, tasting the meaning of this sentence, wandering in his mind for several years, and finally came to a bold conclusion: "Natta, that race, comes from another world?"

If this is the case, it can indeed explain why that race suddenly appeared more than ten years ago without warning; the way of life is completely different and incompatible with the various creatures in this world.

The old priest didn’t seem to expect that Lu Yan would react so quickly. He was stunned for a moment before nodding, with a heavy expression: "After I communicated with the gods before, the gods told me that those guys are not the beings born in this world... they came from other worlds. The purpose of the invasion is to take away the heart of life in this world."

After Zhan returned with the envoy who was successfully captured, the old priest also participated in the torture of the envoy, and obtained some useful news, which mutually confirmed the information communicated with the god.

Lu Lin was a little puzzled: "I...I came from other worlds, did God tell you?"

"Yes, any outsider who enters this world will be sensed by God."

Lu Yan frowned and asked, "What is the heart of life?"

"The heart of life is the lifeblood of God. Only with the heart of life can God protect the entire world from collapse." The old priest pointed to the outside, his face was heavy, and one hand slightly clenched his fist. "Divine punishment is a precursor to the collapse of the world."

This result was in Lu Er's expectation. Not to mention whether the world will collapse or not, just to say that the divine punishment continues to spread. There is less and less land in the world that can survive, and it is only a matter of time before the distance is completely destroyed.

It's just that they have discovered that the spirit water plus the heart of life can swallow the land of God's punishment in the opposite direction, but they are not so worried.

Jiao looked at the old sacrificial priest, and suddenly said abruptly, "Is the solution to the divine punishment related to Lu Er?"

If the **** is aware of Lu Er’s identity as an outsider, it’s not uncommon to find the Ring of Lingshui; from the time that the war told him in the beginning, the time for the old priest to successfully communicate with the **** and learn the solution to the god’s punishment is almost the same. The time when Lu Ren came to this world!

Can't believe that there would be such a coincidence

Lu Wei worried that the altar tribe would be disadvantageous to him because of the heart of life, but Jiao was actually even more worried that the "god" would be disadvantageous to Lu Wei for the spirit of water ring.

He still has some confidence to deal with the altar tribe, if it is a god...

Thinking of this, he looked more cautious, and stood in front of Lu Er again.

The old priest almost rolled his eyes, but still endured it: "Yes, but it has nothing to do with your sub-beast. It is mainly for the thing that brought him into this world... it won't hurt you."

Lu Ling raised his right hand, fell silent for a moment, and suddenly thought of a bold guess: "Could it be that your **** brought me into this world?"