The beauty who wears fast has many babies

Rui, as the person most likely to take over the throne of the next clan leader, is actually quite dissatisfied with his father's cautious style of doing things deep down.

In Rui's opinion, only by possessing strong enough strength and powerful fists can he make other surrounding tribes feel fearful and deterred, and never dare to offend easily.

He firmly believed that strength was the key to defending the dignity and security of the tribe.

At the same time, Rui knew that in order to truly protect his people, he had to push the tribe forward and grow as quickly as possible.

However, whenever Rui saw his father's slow and cautious way of doing things, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

If this continues, when will the ethnic group be able to rise and become strong?

Rui longs to use his courage and determination to lead the tribe to overcome numerous difficulties and usher in a brilliant future.

But facing his stubborn father, how can he change all this?

Perhaps it was because he had experienced countless ups and downs in his life, and those past events, whether sad, joyful, painful, or gratifying, were like layers of mountains, piled up in the depths of time.

Or perhaps it is because as time passes quietly and age increases, the once youthful and tender face has been carved with wrinkles of varying depths, and the head of black and shiny hair has been quietly dyed with a few strands of silver.

Old Man Rui seemed overwhelmed.

Not to mention the conflict between the two, Rui is now determined to keep an eye on Wuli.

at this time.

"Ah Hu, take me to see the condition of those injured orcs first." Wu Li planned to check the situation before collecting herbs. If all else failed, there was still the system.

Ah Hu brought Wu Li to the place where the injured were resting.

The room was filled with a foul smell. Several orcs were lying on simple beds with their wounds swollen and festering, a horrible sight.

Wu Li's heart tightened, and she squatted down to carefully examine the wound.

Rui frowned beside him, "Why is this wound getting worse so quickly? Are our previous treatments completely ineffective?"

That's right, he was worried about this so-called amnesiac female coming to treat his people, especially since one of them was his good brother.

Wu Li didn't say anything, but just gently touched the edge of the wound with his hand, and quickly thought of a way to rescue him.

Several herbal formulas and treatments were quickly devised.

At this time, an old man hurried over and saw Wuli here, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Who are you? Why are you fiddling with the wounded here?"

Rui was about to explain when Wuli stood up and said, "I know how to cure them. All we have to do is find certain herbs."

"Are you serious?!"

When the old man heard this, his face turned red instantly, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and surprise.

He stretched out his trembling hands and grabbed Wu Li's arm tightly, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to embed it into his body.

"Father Lin, please don't get so excited."

Seeing this, Ah Hu, who was standing by, quickly reached out and tried to free the old man's hands that were tightly holding Wu Li.

However, the old man was too excited at the moment, and Ah Hu had to use a lot of effort to finally get him to let go.

"I'm sorry, I'm just too worried about my son. The priest said that Linzi will go to find the Beast God in two days. I was too excited for a moment." Linzi's father looked at Wuli apologetically, his hands clasped together helplessly, for fear that Wuli would be angry and not treat his son.

Although he didn't know Wu Li, he was desperate and wanted to find a cure, so he didn't care about anything else at the moment.

What's more, Rui and Ahu are around, so it shouldn't be fake.

After figuring it out, I calmed down.

Wu Li didn't mind his recklessness just now. He looked at the old man and nodded seriously, "I won't joke about such things. But time is running out. I have to go find some herbs now."

Rui stepped forward and said, "I'll go with you."

Wu Li paused for a moment, as if thinking about something. Then she nodded slowly and turned her gaze to Ah Hu who was standing beside her. She said in a calm and firm tone, "Ah Hu, go prepare some things. First, get a few jars of wine. Second, boil a pot of boiling water. Also, you'll need a sharp bone knife and some clean, soft cloth."

"Remember, all of these items must be carefully steamed and sterilized in boiling water to ensure absolute cleanliness and hygiene. Do you understand?"

"it is good."

Ah Hu originally planned to accompany the two of them to collect herbs, and nodded in response when he heard this.

Seeing that everyone had gone out, the old man hurried to help boil water.

At this moment, in this slightly dim room, four injured orcs were lying in a mess.

The wounds on their bodies were horrific, and two of them were bleeding profusely, staining the straw mats beneath them scarlet.

However, the four orcs just lay there with numb expressions, as if they didn't care about their injuries at all.

Because for them, such scenes are already commonplace.

In the past, whenever an orc was unfortunately scratched or bitten by other beasts, all they could do was to smear some herbs on their body, then drag their body to this place and silently wait for the judgment of fate.

In most cases, these poor injured people will eventually die slowly in pain and despair, without exception.

The four orcs in front of them naturally knew this very well.

They knew that even if they tried every possible means, they would not be able to escape the fate of death.

Even the priests could not save them.

Therefore, although their hearts were filled with desire for life and concern for their families, under long-term torture and helplessness, they had to choose to bow to fate and accept their fate early on.

However, even so, the resentment buried deep in their hearts is still like a burning flame, constantly burning their souls and preventing them from leaving peacefully.

After all, who would want to say goodbye so easily? Who wouldn't want to see their beloved family one last time? And who could willingly meet such a pathetic end in this cold and cruel world of beasts?

"Dad, please stop messing around!" Lin Zi looked at his father, whose face was full of vicissitudes and seemed to have aged dozens of years in just a few days, and couldn't help feeling an indescribable pain in his heart.

The old man shook his head firmly, staring straight at Lin Zi and said, "That little female just said she has a cure for this disease. And didn't you see that Rui didn't say anything to refute her at the time? So, child, we can't give up hope so easily, and we are not allowed to say such discouraging words anymore!"

After hearing this, Lin Zi sighed helplessly, slowly lowered his head, and responded with a slightly trembling voice, "But... Father, you should know this better than anyone else. Those who used to have wounds like mine that started to stink could only survive for two days at most. How could I be an exception?"

After saying that, he raised his head, his eyes revealing a hint of despair and unwillingness.

After all, he is still so young and has not yet married and had children. If he leaves like this, how can he feel at ease leaving his elderly father to live alone in this world?