Although there were caves in the wild, the tribe was so populous that in summer they were occupied by those with more men in their families. Furthermore, there were many snakes, insects, rats, and ants in the summer, and it was unknown what animals or snakes might be in those caves. Without five or six strong men, even if there were caves, one wouldn't dare go there.

So they could only endure it, hoping that God would have mercy on them and the rain would stop soon.

The weeping couple's daughter gave birth at this time. The birth went smoothly, but in such weather, there was nowhere to hide. Raising a wooden platform for the mother to lie on was not an option, as it was still drizzling inside, and using straw to block out the rain was no help. The mother and child, already frail, became ill in such conditions, and both died.

Now when everyone talks about the past and compares the current situation with that of last year, how can this family not be sad?

After a moment of silence, everyone offered a few words of comfort until the family calmed down and then they started chatting again.

"Humph, when they first arrived, some people still thought they were from a larger tribe and wanted to tell the Dragon Tribe what to do. But when they got here, they saw that their houses were unlike anything they'd ever seen, including the kang (kang) inside. They even had water flowing directly into the house. The broth they ate was delicious, even better than the broth they'd made with MSG. So they stopped talking."

"If it were just that, it would be fine. What impresses me most is that they are very clean here. No one is allowed to urinate or defecate anywhere, and no one is allowed to litter. The public places outside are swept every day. Compared to our tribe, wow..."

Recalling the residential area of ​​the Sun Tribe that was covered in feces and urine, everyone had an expression of dismay on their faces.

"Hey, when Elder Bison urinated and defecated in public, he was caught and punished. He was so embarrassed that his family didn't dare go out to see anyone for several days. I'm from a big tribe, and this is what his family said. It's a joke."

"Let's not talk about that. The hoes and axes used by the Dragon Tribe are made of who knows what, but they're so sharp. And the spears and arrows they use, and the horses they ride, even if ten of them fight one, they can't beat one. And when they heard that the elders and stewards of the God Tribe were beaten half to death for rebellion and imprisoned for years, they all became as cowardly as a wretch and behaved themselves obediently."

As the family complained about the leadership of the Sun Tribe, the atmosphere in the room gradually eased and they were no longer immersed in sadness.

Who doesn't have a family with a death every year or two these days? We're all used to it.

But someone else brought up something else entirely, complaining for a while before praising the Dragon Tribe: "I heard that ever since Qiao Yu became the leader of the Dragon Tribe and led them to a good life, the number of deaths in the tribe has decreased significantly each year."

"Because they use traps and snares, and have spears and bows and arrows, there are very few deaths during hunting. And every household puts ginger in their soups and sleeps on a kang, so they don't get sick easily. Qiao Yu also attaches great importance to everyone's health. He always asks the witch to recruit more apprentices and has the witch experiment with rabbits to develop new treatments. That's why there aren't many deaths among them now."

They were all from the Sun Tribe. Feeling anxious because of the rain, they gathered together and chatted while doing their weaving handicrafts.

In the middle of the room, ginger tea was being boiled in a clay pot. The warm firelight and the aroma of the ginger tea filled the air. With so many people around, the panic of the impending flood due to the torrential rain dissipated.

Everyone was chatting happily when they heard someone calling outside. The owner of the house stood up and answered, and several people wearing straw raincoats and rain hats walked in.

When the men entered the house and took off their rain hats, everyone was startled and quickly stood up. Following the etiquette of the Dragon Tribe, they bowed respectfully and said, "Elder Ming, why are you here?"

"Your location is relatively low. Although the rain hasn't reached your house yet, it's still unsafe given the intensity of the rain. The leader has ordered you to pack up and move to the first residential area."

"Ah?" Everyone was stunned.

Someone asked, "Is there any place to live in the First Residential Area?"

"Qiao Yu asked the people on the two lower floors to vacate their houses for you to live in. Not everyone here needs to move out, only the people on the lower floor and those on the lower floor of the sixth residential area." Ming Dao.

"Your terrain here is higher than other places, so the upper floors shouldn't be flooded." The person following Ming said, "Hurry up, get moving now. The house over there has been cleared for you."

"You don't need to carry anything that's safe from flooding. Just bring dried meat, animal skins, and other things. When you get there, someone will arrange accommodation for you. There aren't many rooms, though, so you might have to squeeze in a bit."

After they finished speaking, they walked out the door and headed to the next house.

The woman who lost her daughter started crying again: "Wow, the Dragon Tribe is good, the Dragon Tribe is still good."

When she cried, the men in the room couldn't help but have tears in their eyes.

They were moved by the leader of the Dragon Tribe.

In the past, in the Sun Tribe, who cared about their lives? The Dragon Tribe is really great!

"Hurry up, everyone go back and pack up your things and get ready to move." Everyone took action.

The Dragon Tribe had relocated, but the rain continued. Waterlogging had begun to form within the tribe, making movement difficult and causing panic. Classes had already been suspended. Everyone stayed home, staring at the gloomy sky outside, praying to the gods for more rain.

But God seemed not to hear their prayers. The rain was still falling. The houses on the lowest floor of the fifth and sixth residential areas were flooded, and the water was still tending to spread upwards.

The people living on the second floor below were very panicked, so Ming brought people over and assigned them to live on the upper floors.

The worst affected are the farms.

The higher, larger areas were occupied by residential areas. Although Qiao Yu was aware of flood prevention, there was no suitable location, and the farm occupied a large area, so he had to choose a relatively flat site. Although several steps were intentionally raised during construction, when the lowest floors of the fifth and sixth residential areas flooded, the farm was also flooded.

Mang was unable to move, so he sent his son Dali to ask Qiao Yu: "Yu, what should we do?"

"Except for those kept for breeding, kill the rest. Organize the women to go to the fire hall and divide the meat into jerky." Qiao Yu said.

Although it's summer and the shelf life of meat is short, there's no place to keep so many livestock, and there's not enough feed. The air is too humid, making the animals prone to illness and even plague. So the best solution right now is to kill them early and make jerky. There's no other solution.