Chapter 52 Curse of the Old God
This "sneeze" gave Zhou Xu an ominous premonition, and he rushed out of the tent.
"Where did the sound come from?!"
At this moment, Zhou Xu was not the only one who was nervous. The tribal members outside were looking at the tent not far away with pale faces.
Needless to say, the sneeze came from that tent.
"From now on, everyone stay away from that tent!"
In fact, even if Zhou Xu didn't say it, the surrounding tribal members all felt like staying away from the tent.
The tribe member who was closest to him at the time couldn't help but keep muttering...
"Curse, he was cursed by the old gods!"
“…”
Obviously, similar things have happened before, but these primitive people had no concept of colds and diseases, and simply thought it was a "curse" or something like that.
This spring, the temperature difference between day and night is large, and the temperature is even cold one day and hot the next. This is the peak season for colds.
There had never been similar symptoms before, which led him to mistakenly believe that primitive people had strong resistance and were less likely to suffer from such diseases.
Now it seems that he was careless.
"Has a situation like this ever happened before?"
Faced with the question, the tribesman nodded hurriedly.
"It has happened. After this happens, many other people in the tribe will often be cursed one by one or even die!"
The result was much more serious than he expected.
According to his expectations, the worst that could happen would be an outbreak of influenza within their camp, which would cause many tribal members to lose their ability to work for a period of time.
After all, for modern people, it is difficult to associate colds with death.
As for the primitive people, it was probably because they didn't care about the cold at all after catching it, and they didn't know how to do it. In addition, the poor recuperation environment caused the condition to continue to worsen.
In this era, a contagious flu is enough to cause a tribe to suffer heavy losses or even be wiped out.
But now that he is here, this situation will never happen.
Not to mention that he also mastered medical knowledge and medical skills.
It's because he possesses the ultimate secret of their Great China that has been passed down for 5,000 years! Drink more hot water!
This is not a joke. People of their generation would not go to the hospital just for a minor cold. That would be too much trouble.
If you have cold medicine at home, just make some. If not, just drink hot water to help yourself recover by increasing your body's metabolism.
For so many years, I have relied on this trick to survive.
Because they had to make breakfast this morning, the stone stove had already been lit and the water in the pot was boiling. He didn't need to give any specific instructions for this matter for the time being.
However, out of caution, he still had to check the patient's condition.
Of course, before going in, he needed one thing, and that was a mask.
But to be honest, they simply don't have the right materials to make it now.
Weaving one out of tree bark can only be said to be deceiving yourself and it is impossible to have any substantial effect.
Considering that safety is the first priority, there is probably only one material that can be used right now, and that is animal skin.
Although this thing is not very breathable and can easily cause hypoxia over time, people are still alive. Can't you just take it off before you become hypoxic? As for animal skin masks, they just happen to have them ready-made.
That's their sling! How is the sling made?
To put it simply, it is just a piece of processed mouse skin with strong bark ropes passed through both sides.
Just simply process the bark ropes on both sides and it can be turned into a mask. It doesn’t take much time at all.
During this process, Zhou Xu was not idle either, and he shouted to the tribe members around him who were muttering "curse"...
"This is not a curse! This is a cold. When the temperature changes suddenly from hot to cold, the body cannot adapt and becomes uncomfortable. It can be cured!"
Zhou Xu said a lot, but the tribe members only understood two sentences.
One is 'This is not a curse', and the other is 'It can be cured'.
Before, although Zhou Xu had the identity of "God's Chosen One", they might not believe it in the face of the "curse".
But now in this tribe, Zhou Xu has already accumulated enough prestige.
Even if the tribal members still couldn't understand what the cold he was talking about was, as long as they could trust him and follow his orders, the situation could be stabilized.
While talking, Zhou Xu had already finished putting on the mask.
"All of you stay outside and don't come near. I'll go in and check the situation."
As soon as Zhou Xu said this, the surrounding tribal members were in an uproar, and Ye Jinghong even took a step forward to stop him.
"Chief, this is too dangerous. Let me go."
"You go? Do you know what I want to confirm? How to confirm it?"
The casual question left Ye Jinghong speechless. He patted the other person on the shoulder, put on a mask, and walked quickly into the tent.
It was so noisy outside that the tribal members inside were undoubtedly awake, and they also heard Zhou Xu's shouting outside clearly.
As soon as he saw Zhou Xu coming in, he immediately became excited.
"Chief, can I really be saved?"
"It can be saved. Don't get too excited. Just lie down."
The other person’s cold might be contagious, but since he had already come in, Zhou Xu was not afraid of it.
At this moment, the other person's face was pale, his lips were dry, and there were two lines of clear snot hanging from his nose.
Faced with this look, Zhou Xu did not feel disgusted. He simply reached out to test the temperature of the other person's forehead.
[It’s OK, not too hot. ]
"Does your throat feel sore or itchy?"
"No, I just feel dizzy."
After getting the answer, Zhou Xu nodded, and he already had an idea in his mind.
"I'll ask someone to bring in a bowl of hot water later. After you drink it, go to sleep and rest."
After saying that, Zhou Xu walked out of the tent quickly without waiting for a reply. After walking a few steps away, he quickly took off the mask on his face. This leather mask was really suffocating.
He took a few breaths of fresh air and then looked at the nervous tribesmen around him.
"Don't be afraid. You won't die as long as I'm here."
It was his mistake before. There was no point in explaining it to them too clearly. It would be better to just tell them that they would not die.
It really works much better than what I said before.
Seeing everyone calm down, Zhou Xu quickly gave orders.
"In addition to the members who need to go out on missions, I now need someone to stay in the camp and take care of them. Is there anyone willing?"
Although according to his idea, if the other party wears a mask properly, it should be able to reduce the possibility of infection to the greatest extent.
But Zhou Xu didn't say it so categorically that one would definitely not be infected.
In this case, rather than appointing someone himself, he now hopes that someone will take the initiative to step forward.
However, in the eyes of primitive people, this is still the "Curse of the Old God" that terrifies them, so hesitation is inevitable.
And just at this moment, a figure stood out very decisively.
"I believe in the chief, I will do it."
It’s Zhou Chongshan!
(End of this chapter)
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