Slow-paced gaming: I'm serious about stockpiling.

The man felt at ease. He heard the noise and looked at Jiang Quhan.

"I see your fever has gone down. Can you get up on your own now? If you can, come over and have something to eat. I made some fish soup. Drinking some may help your recovery."

Jiang Quhan stood up very slowly due to her previous experience. This time she didn't feel dizzy anymore. She came to find a seat next to the fire and sat down.

Looking at the man next to her, she felt a little cautious. He was her savior. If it hadn't been for him, she would have drowned in the pool and ended the game.

Under the bright light of the fire, Jiang Quhan could see the man's features clearly. This man was somewhat different from the men she had seen in this world. Although he was also wearing animal skins, he was cut and sewn. It looks like a perfect fit.

Although his face was also covered with beard, it was simply groomed and not as unkempt and messy as the men here.

Jiang Quhan didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only simply say thank you.

The words that saved my life seemed a bit pale after all.

The man didn't care much. He wrapped leaves around the edge of the jar, and then took the jar off the fire.

As Jiang Quhan got closer, he could clearly smell the intertwined smell of herbs and fish soup. The strange smell of the concoction immediately brought back memories of the jar of bitter concoction he drank before, and there seemed to be still some lingering taste in his mouth. smell.

Jiang Quhan's face immediately wrinkled into a bitter melon.

Maybe her expression was too funny, so the man coughed lightly and said, "I found licorice this afternoon and added some to it. The bitter taste should be better. You just need to take some medicine to consolidate your fever."

Jiang Quhan really didn't want to drink this bitter medicinal soup, but now was obviously not the time for her to be willful. She could only take a deep breath, and was about to pick up the earthen pot with leaves wrapped around the edge and swallow it in one gulp.

But before she even touched the jar, the man stopped her: "It's still very hot now, let it dry for a while before drinking."

Jiang Quhan...

She now felt as if a fever had burned out her brain.I can only thank you awkwardly: "Thank you."

The man nodded noncommittally.

After waiting quietly for a while, I saw that the man had no intention of continuing to speak. The only sounds in the silent cave were the crackling of matches on the fire and the subtle sounds of the man turning the barbecue from time to time.

The meat is alternately fat and lean, and is covered with grease. Even with the overbearing taste of herbs, you can smell the rich aroma of meat.

Jiang Quhan stared at the barbecue and swallowed.She hadn't eaten for a long time. When she woke up, she only drank a jar of bitter concoction before falling asleep again.

At this time, I was really greedy when I smelled the aroma of barbecue. Besides, this man seemed to be very good at cooking. The grilled meat was very unique. It seemed that fruit seasonings and the like were added, which made me want to eat it.

Looking at Jiang Quhan, who was staring at the meat without knowing how to move, the man paused and said, "You are sick now and are not suitable for eating such meaty food."

Jiang Quhan was a little embarrassed to be spoken to, so he had to change the subject: "Why are you alone? Where are the people in your tribe?" Greedy is one thing, but being noticed and said out is another. Yes, it's really embarrassing.

Speaking of this, Jiang Quhan suddenly realized that he still didn't know his name. No matter what, he was his savior. If there was a chance in the future, Jiang Quhan still hoped to repay him.

She quickly continued to ask: "My name is Qingguo, I don't know what to call you?"

The man didn't care about Jiang Quhan's abrupt change of topic, and followed her words and answered: "My name is Wulu, and I am from the Guangying tribe."