coobybook Chapter 289 The Lion Clan Seeks Help
Chapter 289 The Lion Clan Seeks Help
The next afternoon, the sky finally cleared up, and the continuous, torrential rain gradually stopped.
At this time, the valley is planted with many fruit trees and spice trees, and the lush branches and leaves are like green umbrellas, sheltering the ground from wind and rain.
In addition, the previously designed drainage ditches proved highly effective, preventing the roads in the valley from becoming as muddy as expected.
Sen led Tu and a group of orcs in a grand procession toward the wall to conduct a thorough inspection.
After all, the torrential rain that lasted for a full day and night was fierce, and Ruan Mianmian was worried that the wall would crack under the violent impact of the water.
She specifically instructed Tu and others to carefully inspect every detail, and to take immediate measures to repair any damage or cracks found to avoid leaving any safety hazards.
Meanwhile, Yong had already opened the gate at the entrance of the valley and led the patrol team out of the valley to conduct patrol operations in the surrounding area.
Based on past experience, unexpected situations often occur near habitats after a torrential downpour.
Perhaps some novel things will quietly appear, or the number of wandering beastmen will increase significantly.
The other orcs who remained in the valley were not idle either; they all got busy.
Some orcs were responsible for checking whether their houses were damaged by rain; others actively participated in cleaning up the environment inside the valley.
The leader had emphasized that only by maintaining a clean and hygienic internal environment and cultivating good living habits could the breeding and spread of diseases be effectively prevented.
Now there are several toilets in the tribe for everyone to use, and the orcs in the tribe have unknowingly entered another era of civilization.
While the eastern tribes were busy with various tasks, the lion and hyena tribes finally began to repair their habitats.
Looking at the vast expanse of territory, both Lie and Mao thought of the Eastern tribes at the same time.
Amidst the Lion Clan's territory, a series of crisp, loud sneezes echoed through the sky.
"Achoo! Achoo..." The sounds rose and fell, intertwining as if playing a unique melody.
Undoubtedly, some orcs have unfortunately caught a cold.
Night fell silently, and inky darkness enveloped the earth.
However, in stark contrast to this tranquility, news began to emerge from various tribes—many orcs were beginning to experience fever symptoms of varying degrees.
The peaceful and harmonious atmosphere was instantly shattered, replaced by tension and worry.
In particular, several of the lion cubs developed high fevers without warning.
They were usually lively, cute, and energetic, but at this moment their faces were flushed, their eyes were closed, and they lay on the soft animal skins groaning in pain.
This sudden turn of events left their mother extremely anxious and heartbroken.
It should be noted that there have been cases of orcs losing their lives due to fever in the past.
Seeing their beloved offspring now in such a dangerous situation, the mothers knew they had to take immediate action to bring down their children's fevers, or the consequences would be unimaginable.
Then, one of the females rushed anxiously to the chief, her hands trembling as she gently stroked her cub's frighteningly hot body, and asked urgently, "Chief, does our tribe still have any herbs that can reduce fever? Please, save my child!"
Her eyes were filled with tears, and her voice carried a hint of despair and pleading.
Faced with the female's lament, Lie couldn't help but frown deeply.
He sighed heavily and said, "Alas, last winter, a large number of orcs in the tribe suffered from fever, and the antipyretic herbs we had stockpiled have long been exhausted."
Before the words were even finished, the female, upon hearing this devastating news, burst into tears, collapsed to the ground, and murmured to herself, "What am I going to do? What will become of my poor cub..."
This situation also occurs in hyena tribes, where even more orcs suffer from the disease.
Seeing the chaotic scene in the cave, the elders of the Lion Clan couldn't help but approach Lie and say, "You said before that the Eastern Tribe has a great shaman and that the tribe is very powerful. Now, too many of our tribe members are sick, especially the cubs who have fevers and can't wait. Why don't we send someone to ask if there are any herbs to reduce the fever?"
Upon hearing the elders' words, Lie's eyes hardened. "This is the only way. I will personally make a trip to the Eastern Tribe." The elders all nodded in agreement.
Lie was extremely anxious and immediately led several orcs on a hurried journey.
They sped along, their feet barely touching the ground, and soon arrived at the Eastern tribe.
Looking into the distance, one could see that the entrance gate to the Eastern Tribe was tightly closed.
The orcs on the watchtower in the valley became alert the moment they saw Lie and his group approaching.
"Awoo! Awoo awoo!" The howl of wolves rang out, and everyone in the valley knew something was wrong when they heard it.
Yong understood what he meant and knew that Lie had brought people. He hurriedly walked towards the main gate.
Yong opened the gate and found Lie standing anxiously at the entrance of the valley with several orcs.
“Yong, my people are sick, and we have no antipyretic herbs in our tribe, so we have come to ask your tribe for help.”