If the Rat Tribe had quickly dug a well and stored water when Mei Yan came to inform them, they would not have fallen into the dilemma they are in now.
Bu'er is now very conflicted. If he continues to fight to dig a well, it is very likely that, as the patriarch said, in this hot and dry climate, the tribesmen who dig the well will be in danger of dying of heat.
But if we don’t dig, are we just going to wait for the last drop of water in the tribe to run out, all the potatoes in the field to wither and die, and the tribesmen to die of thirst and hunger?
Bu'er hesitated and said to the chief, "We can dig at night."
The rat tribe's vision in the dark is no different from that in the daytime, and the pitch blackness of the night does not affect their work.
"No." The chief of the rat tribe thought that digging water out of the ground was simply nonsense.
"Chief, please listen to me! The potatoes in the field are now ripening, and the rainy season is still dozens of days away. We really can't wait any longer."
"You know, the rainy season is only a few dozen days away. We can get through it if we're patient," the tribe leader said, also having his own considerations. "It might just be a little harder, but at least we won't die from the heat!"
Poole clenched his fists.
The chief couldn't convince himself, so he could only go back and discuss the matter with a few familiar orcs.
The news that everyone should dig for groundwater came from the Tiger Tribe, which made this ridiculous thing seem somewhat believable.
But the heat is real, and there have been orcs who died from heat before.
Bu Er said, "This matter is my fault. When the Tiger Tribe came and asked our tribe to prepare, I didn't take it seriously. Now there is no well water in the tribe, and I need to take responsibility. Since you don't want to join, then I will dig it myself!"
"Bu'er, you don't need to blame yourself. No one would have thought that the tribe upstream would block the river to get water. This is not your fault."
"Don't do anything stupid. How are you going to dig dozens of meters underground by yourself?"
Even though the rats are good at digging holes, they are much weaker than the tigers and their bodies are not big, so it is almost impossible for them to dig such a deep hole.
Bu Er didn't say anything. Since he couldn't persuade others, he could only make up for it himself.
He found a spot near a potato field, and when night fell he transformed into his animal form and began digging.
Bu'er did not return home all night, so his female friend went out to look for him, but they found Bu'er's body by the well.
"Dead, really dead! What is he doing?"
"He's digging a well all by himself in such hot weather?"
"I clearly advised him yesterday, why didn't he listen?"
The chief of the rat tribe was angry but sad, because Bu'er was the best male of the younger generation in their rat tribe.
He clenched his fists and cursed "idiot", and the rat tribe dared not dig a well anymore.
The drought appears to have delayed the arrival of the rainy season.
All the beasts on the Somali continent were counting the days, as the hot and dry climate seemed to have no end.
"Xiao Qiu, I noticed that the water levels in the three wells in the tribe have dropped a bit. Will the water in these wells also run dry?"
The three wells in the tribe are now treasures, and Ling Yun inspects them every morning and evening.
Lin Qiu said: "As long as the drought doesn't continue, we don't need to worry."
"This weather is so abnormal. Logically, it should be the rainy season by now."
Although they had not recorded the length of the summer before, the orcs had a natural biological solar term table, which, although not accurate, could give a rough estimate.
This time the rainy season has really been delayed.
Lin Qiu said, "Maybe it's too hot, and everyone finds it unbearable, so they think the days are getting longer. Even if it's really delayed, it's just a delay, and the rainy season will always come."
Even if there is no rain, the temperature will always drop. Since the Somali continent has changes in day and night and alternation of cold and hot seasons, it must be a planet orbiting a star, so no matter what the weather is like, the temperature will always drop.
There is no shortage of water in their tribe, and life would be easier as long as it is not hot.
"Well, I hope it's what you said."
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