I thrived in the primitive tribe

The tribe's development is gradually getting on track. The potatoes, which carry hope and sweat, have been planted in the soil treated with earthworm castings. Now all that's left is to wait for them to sprout, grow strong, and be harvested.

The cubs of the Humming Beasts have gradually adapted to tribal life under the meticulous care of their tribespeople. From initially being panicked and running around in all directions, they are now able to live peacefully in their enclosures, a change that brings joy to everyone. The injured ones have also recovered from their injuries under the tribespeople's careful nurturing. Now, living together with their companions, they are full of energy every day and eat whatever they are given.

Even more encouraging is that the captured Humming Beast cubs included both males and females. This means that if they can survive this cold season, they may be able to breed and thrive in the tribe, thus eliminating the tribe's worries about a lack of meat.

That morning, Lu Yao woke up early. She had been in this world for some time now. She felt an unprecedented change in her body. Previously, she had been unhealthy due to long hours of studying in modern society, but now she felt full of energy. The air here was pure, the food, though simple, was all natural gifts from nature. Combined with a regular schedule and moderate physical labor, her physique was gradually becoming stronger, and her complexion was becoming increasingly rosy.

Although the living conditions here are vastly different from those in modern society—there are no skyscrapers or electronic products—Lu Yao experienced a different kind of fulfillment and satisfaction. Through her interactions with the tribespeople, she gradually grew to love this simple and warm-hearted community.

Today, Lu Yao made an appointment with the Great Witch to go out and look for edible plants outside the tribe to see if they could find any other delicious food.

After tidying herself up, she simply tied up her long hair with vines. Touching her hair, she noticed its texture had improved considerably, perhaps because she no longer used modern shampoos here. She then changed into comfortable rattan clothing, which Feng Nan and his weaving team had developed. Wearing these clothes prevented her legs from being scratched by the weeds outside, making them very practical.

With a happy smile on her face, Lu Yao walked to the meeting point and saw everyone excitedly discussing the purpose of this trip. Just as the team was about to get ready to set off and step out of the tribe, a figure ran from the tree-lined path in the distance, breaking the surrounding noise.

"Who is that?"

Why are you running so fast?

"Is that Loya?"

"It seems so?"

"Didn't he go out to exchange for salt? Is he back now?"

……

After a brief silence, various discussions broke out in the group. Everyone was wondering what had happened to Loya and why he looked so disheveled. His clothes were slightly messy, covered with dust and grass clippings, and there were still a few drops of sweat on his face. He seemed to be carrying some important news or had encountered some trouble, and was rushing towards the tribe.

When the high priest saw Loya's appearance, his heart skipped a beat. He felt that something bad must have happened, otherwise the usually composed Loya would not be like this. He immediately told everyone.

"We won't be going out for now. Everyone go home first. We'll reorganize the outing once I understand what happened."

Although everyone was somewhat unhappy after hearing the Great Shaman's words, they also saw that Loya was travel-worn and anxious, which spoke volumes about his extraordinary and urgent nature. Knowing that this matter was of utmost importance, they didn't say much and tacitly agreed to the Great Shaman's decision.

However, instead of immediately turning back to their caves, everyone stood there waiting for Loya, extremely curious about what had happened. A tense yet expectant atmosphere filled the air; everyone held their breath, hoping Loya would unravel these mysteries.

As Loya's figure drew closer, everyone noticed that he seemed to be carrying something on his back.

"Is Loya carrying something on his back?"

"seems like it."

"Is it salt you're carrying?"

It doesn't look like it.

It looks like a person.

"It looks like it to me too."

Just as everyone was discussing this, Loya closed the distance between them again, and everyone could see that Loya was indeed carrying someone on his back, who looked like a seriously injured person.

Everyone looked surprised, wondering what had happened and why Loya would bring back an injured person. Their doubts grew even stronger.

Loya saw the group of people standing in front of the tribe from afar, presumably preparing to go out gathering together today. Upon seeing him, they stopped. Loya was extremely anxious; he didn't dwell on why his people were standing there, but instead rushed towards the tribe with all his might, hoping to reach them as quickly as possible.

As the tribe drew ever closer, Loya's pace quickened, each step seemingly a race against time. His eyes gleamed with determination and urgency. Despite being an orc with exceptional strength and endurance, the continuous travel of the past few days had left him feeling unprecedentedly exhausted.

His muscles ached from the prolonged tension, and his breathing became rapid, yet he dared not pause. As the tribe drew ever closer, a look of relief finally appeared on his face. It wasn't just the joy of returning to familiar territory, but also the knowledge that once they reached the tribe, the person on his back would be saved; if they delayed any longer, that person might not return.

Upon seeing that Loya was indeed carrying a person on her back, the Great Shaman immediately reacted. He quickly directed a burly man in the group to stand beside him, ready to take over the person on Loya's back at any time and transfer the unconscious person to her cave for treatment.

Seeing this, Lu Yao and the other tribesmen quickly made way, fearing that Luo Ya might be too exhausted from traveling for many days and might not be able to stop in time due to the momentum when he rushed over.

Finally, under everyone's gaze, Loya slowly stopped. His face was pale, and sweat trickled down his cheeks, dripping onto the dry ground and being absorbed instantly. His eyes revealed his exhaustion and weariness. At this moment, two orcs immediately stepped forward, one on each side, carefully supporting Loya, afraid that he would collapse from exhaustion.

The burly man quickly stepped forward and steadily took the person from Loya's back. The person's face was deathly pale, indicating that he was seriously injured and barely breathing.

Seeing this, the tribespeople's eyes showed heartache and worry. They all gathered around, looking at Loya with concern.

"Everyone, make way, quickly help him into my cave so I can check him out."

Upon hearing the Great Shaman's words, everyone immediately made way for the group to pass. Then, the group went together to the Great Shaman's cave. At this time, the leader had not yet led the team out hunting. Upon hearing the news of Loya's return, he sent another orc in the group to lead the team, while he himself hurried towards the Great Shaman's cave to see what had happened.