The night grew darker, the rain was still falling outside, but the fire inside the cave of the old tribe was still as bright as ever.

It’s not that the people of the old tribe are cold, but they want to make the outside of the cave brighter in this way, so as to illuminate the way for their leader who has been outside and has not returned, and no one knows where he has gone.

In the cave of the old tribe, some people couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep, while some people didn't sleep, but they also sat there and dozed off...

“Plop~”

“Crash~”

I don’t know how long it had been, but suddenly some noises were heard outside the cave.

Some old tribesmen who were dozing off were awakened.

After a slight hesitation, he reacted and quickly stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave, looking outside through the gap that was specially left.

I saw something appeared in the puddle.

It was hard to see clearly in the darkness, but from the outline it looked somewhat like a person.

The old tribesmen were shocked and hurriedly dug out the stones that were blocking the cave entrance.

Go outside.

"@#￥T%^!"

In a moment, shouts were heard here, and the quiet old tribe suddenly became lively.

Some old tribesmen hurriedly carried the man who had fallen in front of the cave and carried him into the cave...

After a busy period, the cave of the old tribe became much quieter.

The entrance of their cave was blocked with stones again, and the hole that was specially left before was also sealed.

Near the fire, there was a mat made of hay and other things, and a person was lying on it.

This person was none other than the old tribal leader who had been sought and waited for for a long time by the people of the old tribe.

The old tribal leader at this time has changed a lot compared to before.

The wet animal skin on his body was gone, as it had been stripped off by the old tribesmen and wrapped in new, dry animal skin.

The wet hair was also dried a little.

There were some scars on his face, but they were no longer bleeding.

The face with new scars looked pale and the lips were still blue.

Even though he was wrapped in dry fur and placed not far from the fire, his body was still shaking unconsciously and he had fallen into a coma.

Around him, there were many old tribesmen, looking at the unconscious old tribal leader with nervousness and worry.

After a while, someone came over with a big bowl of steaming soup.

The soup exudes the aroma of meat. It is the broth cooked by the old people of the tribe specially for their leader.

One was to satisfy his hunger, and the other was to expel the coldness from the old tribal leader's body and make him warm up as soon as possible.

With the cooperation of several people, the unconscious old tribal leader was helped up, and the person holding the bowl brought the bowl of broth close to the old tribal leader's mouth.

I don’t know if the old tribal leader was too hungry or not unconscious enough, but in this state, he was actually able to slowly open his mouth and drink the soup by himself.

He slowly drank the whole bowl of broth.

After drinking a bowl of meat soup, the paleness on the old tribal leader's face disappeared a lot, and his complexion began to gradually become rosy.

The old tribesmen gathered around were delighted by this transformation.

However, this joy did not last long.

Because the old tribal leader's complexion became more and more rosy.

Someone reached out to touch it and felt it was a little hot.

This discovery made many old tribesmen panic.

Being sick is a very scary thing for them.

Even the most common fever and cold can make them panic.

Because of this disease, people can die.

In fact, there are quite a few people who died because of these things...

“@##￥@#…”

At this moment, someone in the tribe suddenly remembered something and his eyes lit up.

Then he spoke loudly to the people in the tribe.

After saying that, he stood up, found a clay pot, added some water into it, and started to boil the water on the fire.

After it was cooked, the water was poured into a bowl. After it cooled down for a while, it was brought to the lips of the old tribal leader and fed to him.

The old tribal leader was now awake and indeed a little thirsty. After taking a sip, he thought the water was too hot and asked the tribe members to bring him some cool water.

I feel that drinking cold water is refreshing.

The man disagreed and spoke to the old tribal leader.

What he meant was very simple. One time, he heard a person who was doing business with the older female primitive people say that drinking more hot water could cure this disease to a certain extent.

This is some information that person got from the mysterious Qingque tribe.

When the old tribal leader heard this man talking about the Qingque tribe, he felt angry.

Because if it weren't for the Green Bird tribe, the older female primitive people wouldn't have become what they are today.

So he shook his head vigorously to express his determination not to drink hot water!

A moment later...

"@@#QW"

The old tribal chief, who had already drunk three bowls of hot soup in a row and whose stomach was swollen and felt like water was about to overflow from his throat, spoke again and asked the tribesmen to bring him another bowl of hot soup, as he wanted to drink more.

Such a scene stunned many old tribesmen.

It was you who said you didn't want to drink not long ago, and it is still you who is drinking endlessly now.

As expected of the leader, you have said everything.

Faced with the intriguing looks from many people in the tribe, the old tribal leader remained calm.

Of course, with his face now red from the fever, it was impossible for him to change his complexion drastically.

Although they were annoyed with the Qingque tribe, they had to admit that the Qingque tribe was far more developed than theirs and knew more than them.

Since this person said that the people of the Qingque tribe said that drinking more hot water can cure this disease, then it is basically true, so naturally I should drink more.

I do feel unhappy and angry, but I also cherish life, and it is even stronger.

To sum it up in one sentence, you can be angry or make a fuss, but don't joke with your own life.

“Ugh~”

The leader of the old tribe drank the fourth bowl of hot water with great effort for a long time before he was able to drink it.

After drinking, before he even put the bowl down, the old tribal chief's stomach suddenly jumped and his whole body reacted.

A surge of the hot water that I had just drunk came up.

When the people around were ready for their tribal leader to vomit, the old tribal leader unexpectedly did not vomit.

But his mouth was tightly closed and his cheeks were puffed up.

Then, under the stunned gaze of the old tribesmen, the old tribal leader's bulging face began to shrink, and after a moment, it completely returned to normal...

"Tulu~Tulu~"

Inside the old tribe's cave, the old tribal leader, who was in better health but still a little weak, held a bowl of cooked food in his hand, put it to his mouth, and used chopsticks to scoop food into his mouth, making a gurgling sound.

These foods were cooked using food that the older female primitive people brought with them from outside.

The old tribal leader had already drunk three bowls, but he still didn't stop. He drank another bowl and felt so full that he couldn't drink any more. Only then did he stop.

Touching his bloated belly and smacking his lips, the old tribal leader felt that the food tasted really delicious.

It feels really good to be full, which is much more comfortable than having nothing in your stomach and feeling so hungry that it feels like there is a fire burning in your stomach.

Why was I so stupid before!

The old tribal leader thought so.

The previous rain experience and the serious illness that followed caused a big change in his thinking.

He no longer refused to eat the food brought back by the older female primitive people as he did before. On the contrary, he would eat a lot at mealtime every day and try his best to fill his stomach.

I won't stop until I can't bear it anymore...

Just as the storm will eventually pass, so will the illness.

I don't know when the rain stopped falling from the sky. With the arrival of a new day, the sun rose from the east, bringing brightness everywhere.

The old tribal leader's illness has almost recovered.

Here one cannot help but sigh once again at the strong physique of primitive people.

He had such a high fever, but he didn't take any medicine. He just relied on drinking bowl after bowl of hot water, and he managed to survive.

According to the tribe’s previous lifestyle, in such weather, people in the tribe needed to go hunting and gathering to obtain food.

The leader of the old tribe will definitely be very active in arranging people to do this.

But today, things are different.

It had been a long time since breakfast in the morning, and the old tribal leader was still half lying there, with no plans to arrange anything for the people in the tribe to do.

"@##RRT..."

After waiting for a while, some people from the old tribe couldn't wait any longer and came to ask the leader of the old tribe why he didn't arrange for people to go hunting.

Facing the questions from the tribesmen, the old tribal leader shook his head and then gave his reasons.

The reason he gave seemed a little ridiculous. He said that the rain had just stopped and the ground outside was not dry yet, making it difficult to walk and easy to slip, which could lead to danger when hunting. It was better to stay in the tribe and hunt.

The old tribesmen did not really believe this answer.

Because in the past, they would go out hunting and get food as soon as the rain stopped.

It is indeed not easy to walk, but it is far from as serious as the leader said.

However, after seeing the food brought back by the older female primitives in the cave, they chose to obey the leader's orders.

This food is enough for them to eat for a while. If they don’t go out to get food today, then don’t go out to get food. They won’t starve anyway.

Thus, everyone in the old tribe spent a day leisurely.

The people were scattered around the tribe, wandering around lazily, looking very comfortable.

It feels so good to not have to work, still have food to eat, and not have to worry about going hungry!

Lazy and leisurely time always passes quickly. In a blink of an eye, one day has passed and the next day has arrived.

It was still a nice day. The sun rose from the east, casting a brilliant light. The weather was unusually sunny.

"@##￥QW..."

In the old tribe, someone spoke again, calling on the leader of the old tribe to arrange people to get food.

It's not a good thing to stay in the cave all the time without any food coming in.

The sun was out all day yesterday and the ground has dried up almost completely. It's no longer muddy, so we can go out hunting. We can't do this anymore.

However, the leader of the old tribe still did not go out hunting.

Because he found a new excuse.

The excuse was that his illness had not yet healed and he needed more rest, so he couldn't go out hunting.

Many people in the old tribe did not believe this.

Because the old tribal leader had an unusually good appetite these days, and every time it was time to eat, he ate the most in the entire tribe.

Many people in the old tribe didn't believe that he was still ill even though he could eat so much.

But it is hard to say about things like illness, and the illness of the leader of the old tribe was really serious a few days ago, so the people of the old tribe had no choice but to believe what their leader said with doubts.

However, they were not idle this time.

The old tribal leader did not assign them any work, so they started to work on their own as they had done in the past.

Some people collected wild fruits and dug wild vegetables, while the rest carried weapons, walked out of the tribal caves, and went hunting in the surrounding areas.

With the departure of these people, the old tribe suddenly became much quieter.

The old tribal leader sat on a rock under a tree outside the cave, leaning against the tree trunk, looking at the empty cave, appearing very relaxed.

Not only was he unable to catch any prey before, but he also almost got himself killed, which caused his temperament to change drastically.

This deep sense of frustration brings about a deeper sense of frustration, which in short is decadence or self-abandonment.

The old tribal leader’s current idea is that no matter how hard he tries to get food, he is far inferior to the older female primitive people, so he might as well not get it.

Instead of trying desperately to get something and then bringing yourself a deep sense of frustration, it would be better to just stay in the tribe and be comfortable.

You don't have to work so hard and be so tired, nor do you have to feel sad about the little harvest.

Another point is that if you stay in the tribe and don't go out, you won't be blown away by the wind or hit by the rain, and you don't have to worry about getting sick...