Chapter 63 The Stolen Female?
Before long, a huge bonfire was lit in the open space in the center of the tribe.
Dry branches were lit, and excited faces were reflected in the leaping flames.
The beastmen quickly set up grills, skewered the sand antelope and sand deer meat they had hunted during the day onto wooden skewers, coated them with homemade spices, and roasted them over the fire.
The oil dripped down, making a sizzling sound, and the rich aroma of meat filled the air.
The females then brought out their treasured dried fruits and honey, placing them one by one on a wooden table covered with animal hides.
A female carrying a leather bag walked up to Yuanyuan with a shy smile on her face.
"Little Messenger Yuanyuan, this is a leather bag I made myself. It contains dried sea buckthorn berries, which are unique to the sandy land. Take it with you and eat it on the road."
Yuanyuan was pleasantly surprised, happily accepted it, and thanked him.
Immediately afterwards, the other females also stepped forward, some offering animal hides they had traded with other tribes, some handing over smooth animal bone pendants, and others bringing seashell necklaces they had traded with the sea tribe. One gift after another was piled up in front of Yuanyuan, all of which were the best things they could offer.
The high shaman walked to the center of the campfire, raised a ceramic bowl filled with clear fruit wine:
"Honorable messenger, thank you for bringing new hope to the tribe!"
May the Beast God bless you, grant you a safe journey, and bring you a speedy return!
"Honor the messenger of the gods!"
All the tribespeople raised their earthenware bowls and shouted in unison.
Yuanyuan held the ceramic bowl, looking at the enthusiastic faces in front of her, her eyes slightly warm.
She stood up and smiled at everyone: "Thank you, everyone!"
I also wish the tribe will soon have adorable cubs, and that all tribespeople will be safe and healthy!
She tilted her head back and took a sip of the broth. The rich, fragrant broth spread across her tongue and warmed her entire body.
The little snake slid from her wrist to her shoulder, nuzzled her cheek with its head, and hissed, begging for food. The little wolf squatted at her feet, its tail gently sweeping the ground, waiting to be fed.
Mo Jiu walked to her side and handed her a pendant made of teeth polished into a crescent shape, with strange patterns engraved on it.
"Take it with you, and the wild animals in the desert will avoid you."
These are his animal teeth; they contain his essence.
No one dared to provoke him in this sandy area.
His voice was unusually gentle, "If you ever want to come back, our tribe will always welcome you."
Yuanyuan took the pendant; it was icy to the touch, and the carved patterns were delicate and clear, but she couldn't understand them.
She hung the pendant around her neck, nodded, and hugged him, saying, "Thank you, Father."
"Yes, you're welcome to come home anytime."
The campfire burned brighter and brighter, and sparks drifted in the evening breeze. Several young orcs danced their tribe's hunting dance in the open space.
They were shirtless, with animal skin skirts tied around their waists, waving their arms and legs, and making deep shouts, imitating hunting movements, rough and full of power.
The people around her cheered and clapped along with the females, and Yuanyuan was also caught up in the lively atmosphere.
Looking at the smiling faces of her people in the firelight, she suddenly felt a pang of reluctance.
She seems to have been separated from others the whole month.
"System, can I come here again after I complete a mission?"
The system responded quickly: "After completing ten tasks, the host can choose whether to return to the tribes they have already helped."
Yuanyuan's reluctance to part with him lessened somewhat.
As night deepened, the campfire gradually died down, turning into a pile of glowing embers.
Just then, an orc came running out of the darkness.
"Chief, Great Shaman, something terrible has happened!"
Several females suddenly fainted, their bodies burning with fever, and they couldn't be woken up no matter what they did; they've already been taken to the high shaman.
It was like a bucket of cold water extinguishing the lively atmosphere from before.
Everyone's expression changed, and Mo Jiu frowned. "Take me to see."
Yuanyuan was a little confused. Aren't all the females here?
Without thinking twice, he quickly followed, saying, "Father, wait for me! I'm going too. Maybe I can help."
Mo Jiu turned back, scooped her up, tucked her under his arm, and quickly followed.
The group hurried to the shaman's house.
Inside, thick animal hides were laid out, and several females lay on them, their faces flushed and their breathing rapid.
He could also make painful groans from time to time.
The high shaman was squatting to one side, his brow furrowed.
"Kana, how is it?" Mo Jiu asked in a deep voice.
The high priest shook his head, his tone heavy: "Their body temperatures are very high, but I can't see any other illness."
"Does he have a fever?"
Yuanyuan quickly walked up to a female, squatted down, and reached out to touch one of the females' foreheads. As soon as she got close, she felt a wave of heat.
I was startled. It's so hot!
She mentally pleaded with the system: "System, please help me see what's wrong with them?"
[Don't worry, host, they have heatstroke.]
Heatstroke?
Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment.
She knew about the disease; her mentor had told her that some people get it when the weather is hot in the summer, and in severe cases, it can be life-threatening.
But the orcs and females of this tribe have lived in the desert their whole lives, and should have adapted to the environment long ago, so how could they get heatstroke?
"How could they get heatstroke?" Yuanyuan couldn't help but ask. "Don't they live in the desert? They should have adapted to the high temperatures by now."
Heatstroke is caused by imbalances in the body's temperature regulation and water and electrolyte levels under high temperatures.
The patient's body was poorly adapted to the desert environment, leading to acute heatstroke.
"Then what should we do?"
...
"Aren't they the females of the tribe?"
The great shaman sighed and remained silent.
Mo Jiu's expression was rather unpleasant. After a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "They are not native females of our tribe. They were kidnapped from a forest tribe half a year ago."
"Stolen?"
Yuanyuan stared wide-eyed in shock, unable to believe her ears.
She had always thought that although the orcs here looked rough, they were very respectful of females. She never expected that they would steal females from other tribes.
Mo Jiu's eyes darkened. "Our tribe has too few females. No offspring have been born for many years. We have no other choice..."
Yuanyuan felt a mix of emotions.
She had previously remarked on how many females there were in this tribe!
Was it stolen in the end?
She could understand the tribe's desire to reproduce, but the females they had abducted were certainly unwilling. In addition, the environment of the forest tribe was completely different from that of the desert, and they were not used to the high temperatures here, which is why they got heatstroke.
The most important thing now is to save lives.
Yuanyuan snapped out of her daze and immediately said, "Heatstroke is dangerous; if we delay any longer, something bad will happen!"
She turned to the orcs around her and said, "Quickly, find some cool, well-ventilated places, move them there, and then apply wet animal hides to their foreheads, necks, and armpits, and give them some salt water to quench their thirst!"
Although the beastmen didn't know what heatstroke was, seeing Yuanyuan's determined look and remembering that she was an envoy, they immediately did as she was told.
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