Dark energy lingered in the sky, causing widespread anxiety and unease.
The herbalists and plant people brought various medicinal herbs to treat the injured beastmen.
After this disaster, the Orcish continent was in a state of utter despair, and almost everyone looked terrified and forlorn.
Yu Wanwan huddled inside Ze Wu's clothes. Ze Wu was treating a beastman cub. The cub was dressed in rags and covered in wounds, mostly bruises and abrasions, which he must have sustained while escaping.
Zewu disinfected his wound with a special medicine, and the cub cried out in pain, turning around and burying his face in his mother's arms.
His beast mother also looked distressed, two lines of tears streaming down her cheeks, her nose, tears, and dust all mixed together, making her look utterly wretched.
Looking at them, Yu Wanwan felt extremely sad.
Without these disasters, cubs and females would have a high status in the tribe, but now they are treated like refugees.
Suddenly, a noisy commotion arose behind him. Ze Wu turned around and found that several beastmen were causing trouble with the plant people.
He rushed over and used vines to separate the two groups: "What's going on? What are you arguing about!"
“Ze Wu.” The vegetative man grabbed Ze Wu’s hand, his eyes filled with anger: “These orcs are really despicable. They actually said that the orc continent has become like this because we are not devout enough, and that we are not worthy to stay here.”
Ze Wu pulled the vegetative person behind him, straightened his back, and coldly stared at the beastmen.
He recognized the person in the vegetative state; he always had a good temper. For him to get angry and fight, these beastmen must have said something even more outrageous or done something he couldn't accept.
Yu Wanwan pulled back the clothes covering her and looked inside, only to discover that these beastmen were the same ones Ze Wu had taught a lesson to during the prayer earlier.
The young orc was no match for Zewu at the time and lost face, but Zewu was later reprimanded by the clan chief.
Yu Wanwan shushed her.
These orcs are really troublemakers. They weren't satisfied with being beaten up like that last time, and now they're causing trouble again.
Moreover, in such a critical moment, they couldn't distinguish between what was important and what was not.
The young orc leader remained arrogant, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings: "Am I wrong? Look at what we've become because of you all. We can't eat or sleep properly, and we almost died at the hands of Dark Breath."
Yu Wanwan snorted and cursed in her heart: These people really don't know how to be grateful. If it weren't for the hard work of the plant people protecting them, they would have died countless times by now. Now they are blaming the plant people for everything.
Ze Wu frowned deeply.
Seeing that he didn't speak, the young orc sneered again: "See, I was right, you don't even dare to say a word now."
His expression was so provocative that the vegetative patient behind Ze Wu couldn't hold back any longer and tried to rush outside, but Ze Wu stopped him: "Arguing with this kind of person will only cause more trouble."
A wise man once said that you should not try to argue with ignorant people. In the end, you will not only fail to find the truth, but you will also needlessly waste your energy and time.
His time is precious and shouldn't be wasted on people like that.
Ze Wu loudly proclaimed to everyone, "The plant race has always been the guardian of the beastman continent. We will do our utmost and will never allow the Dark Breath to devour the beastman continent!"
He has expressed his determination and done his best to do these things. As long as he has a clear conscience, he doesn't care about the accusations of some unwarranted people.
Ze Wu continued to devote himself to treating the beastmen, while Yu Wanwan nestled in his arms, looking worried.
Ze Wu's realm is certainly high. He is resolute, decisive, and has his own pursuits. However, not all the people he encounters are intelligent. Among them are not few bad people and people who know nothing.
The latter are often easily led astray by those with ulterior motives, especially now in such difficult times. Ignorant orcs are even more easily incited. No one can predict what people who have been starving for a long time might do. This is what Yu Wanwan is most worried about.
That evening, Zewu dragged his tired body back to his room. Even though night had fallen, he did not rest. He continued to examine the tree bark under the dim light of the night-shining pearl.
He was planning the locations for planting the spirit flowers. Many plots of land had been damaged, and others had been polluted by dark energy. These places had to be eliminated. In addition, the arrangement of manpower and the subsequent maintenance all required careful consideration.
Yu Wanwan climbed onto the table and sat down beside him. She nudged his fingers with her leaf-like hand and said, "Zewu, what do you plan to do with those beastmen?"
"Treatment?" Zewu casually touched her leaves and found that they were soft and the edges were curled up. "What else can I treat? I have already treated them. They should be fully healed in a few more days."
Zewu got up, took the remaining dew and stuffed it into Yu Wanwan's arms: "There's only this much left at home. Drink it first, and I'll collect some morning dew for you tomorrow. It will be better for your health."
Yu Wanwan hugged the dew and rubbed it against it tenderly.
He's already so busy, he doesn't get enough sleep every day, yet he still thinks about getting up early to collect morning dew for himself.
"Then I'll just drink a little bit, you can drink the rest."
Zewu smiled, his face full of doting affection.
"No, that's not what I wanted to say." Yu Wanwan suddenly realized, "I wanted to tell you something else."
"Oh? Let's chat after I finish these things." He pressed his temples, looking intently at the bark in his hand.
Yu Wanwan opened her mouth, but seeing the tired expression on his face, she swallowed her words.
Forget it, let him handle these things properly and get some rest. It should be fine to tell him tomorrow.
When she woke up the next day, there was indeed a bamboo tube of dew next to her, with a generous amount. She wondered how early Zewu had gotten up to collect it.
Normally, she wasn't a glutton, but after becoming a spirit flower, she always had a strange craving for dew, just like a cat seeing catnip, which was addictive.
Yu Wanwan licked her lips, took only a small sip, and finally suppressed her inner desire, hiding the remaining dew, intending to give it to Zewu when he returned.
Yu Wanwan went out and went straight to the clan chief.
These past few days, Ze Wu had been going to the clan chief's house every day. When Yu Wanwan arrived, she indeed saw Ze Wu there.
Zewu spotted little Yu Wanwan at a glance. He walked over and, as usual, placed her on his shoulder.
They were discussing the matter of Dark Breath.
The clan chief said, "The Dark Breath is coming on strong, and the situation is dire. I'm afraid that even if we recall all the clansmen, it might not be enough..."
To better protect the Beastman Continent, the Plant People race sent members to various parts of the continent.
The cultivation of the Spirit Flower is now urgent, and there is a severe shortage of manpower. Calling everyone back would be the best solution, but the problem is that other tribes also need plant workers.
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