From the end of the world to the beast world, she won

When the sun rises again, a new day has arrived.

After breakfast, Bai Shi and other orcs from the Qianshan tribe happily returned with the good news.

On the Dashi tribe side, after Bai Shi and others left, Zong Hao arranged the relevant matters for the Qianshan tribe to join.

Everything is in order.

However, at the same time, an internal conflict was escalating among the tribes in the distant mountains east of the plains.

“Chief! Huahua and Xiao Shitou just bumped into Zhiya by accident, and Zhiya was not hurt at all. But the accompanying guards injured Huahua and Xiao Shitou. Isn’t this too much?!”

The one who is speaking is Grandpa Lian.

Opposite him, sat a sturdy male orc with a yellowish complexion. He was the tribal leader Hu Changsheng mentioned by Lian.

Hearing his words, Hu Changsheng took a sip of water slowly and raised his eyelids slightly.

"What is the identity of Zhiya cub? What are the identities of those two cubs? Don't you know?"

This one sentence made Lian's face extremely embarrassed.

But Hu Changsheng sitting in the seat didn't care at all.

Putting down the wooden bowl of water in his hand, Hu Changsheng continued: "I have already told you from the beginning that you should stay in your place and not move around casually. Why didn't you listen?"

“I see that you have built the wooden fence, and there are many old beasts and females with nothing to do. How come you can’t even take care of a few cubs?

Instead of wasting time talking to me about useless things, you should go back and think about what you can do for the tribe in the future."

After he finished speaking, Hu Changsheng gave a look and the orc standing nearby asked Lian to leave the wooden house.

Outside the house, Lian, with an old face, stood there in a daze for a while, looked up at the sky, and after a long while, he finally lowered his head and left with a staggering gait.

The moment he left, a barely audible sneer came from the wooden house, causing Lian to pause slightly, but then he left quickly as if nothing had happened.

In the distant mountain tribe, there is a row of wooden houses next to the city wall.

Before Lian entered the range of the wooden fence, he clearly heard the crying of the female.

Outside a wooden house, there were many old beasts and females standing.

Seeing Lian coming back, they all looked at him anxiously and expectantly.

"Brother Lian, how is it? Will the witch doctor come?" asked an old beast.

Seeing Lian shaking his head tiredly, he continued to ask: "Did you give him herbs?"

Upon hearing this, Lian remained silent.

He went out before to see a witch doctor.

But before he could see the witch doctor, he was called away by the tribal leader.

When he asked the witch doctor to help treat the two cubs, the tribal leader refused, which led to the previous conversation.

Lian's silence let the orcs surrounding the wooden house know the result.

Inside the wooden house.

The former witch doctor was giving the two cubs the most basic treatment, but he didn't have enough herbs.

Before joining the Far Mountain Tribe, the three tribes of the alliance actually still had a lot of medicinal herbs left.

After joining the Yuanshan tribe, although the three tribes handed over a lot of things, they still kept some of them more or less.

However, in less than twenty days, all the things that were left behind were almost consumed!

Especially herbs.

Young and strong males have to go out to pick or hunt every day, especially hunting teams, and they basically carry injuries every day.

The witch doctors of the remote mountain tribes basically would not come out to treat the injuries of the males. At most they would give them some herbs, and the rest they had to deal with themselves.

Fortunately, although the original witch doctors of the alliance are no longer "witch doctors" and have lost the power of blessing, their medical skills have not disappeared.

However, even a skilled cook cannot cook without rice.

Without enough herbs, even if the medical skills are still there, they will still be powerless.

Hearing the noise outside the house, the former witch doctor Shanqi hurried out.

"Brother Lian, did you bring the herbs back?"

Shanqi didn't have any expectation that the witch doctor would come. He just hoped that Lian could bring back some herbs.

However, the result was bound to disappoint him.

Without herbs, what would Huahuazai and Xiaoshi do?

A feeling of powerlessness spread silently between the old beast and the females, and the atmosphere gradually became depressed.

The female in the house seemed to know the result as well, and her sad cries could no longer be suppressed and came out.

Lian and Shanqi entered the cabin together.

On the simple bed, two little cubs were lying together, covered in wounds, and looked lifeless at first glance.

Lian walked forward, gently stroked the fur on the cub's head, and comforted him softly: "Good boy, have a good sleep, and the pain will go away when you wake up."

The two boys were trembling slightly in pain, and feeling the gentle touch from Grandpa, they felt more and more aggrieved.

The feeling of grievance not only permeates the wooden houses under the city wall, but also somewhere in the plain outside the city wall.

The team went out hunting as usual, but they didn't catch any small primitive beasts until almost lunch time.

The orcs didn't eat much when they were out, and their bodies were lacking in energy, which caused their speed to gradually slow down.

When they reached a bush, the leader finally stopped the team temporarily.

Pointing to the bitter red fruit nearby, the leader said in a dry voice, "Stop and rest for a while. There are astringent fruits nearby, so don't be picky about the taste. Eat some quickly, otherwise you will run into prey and run out of energy, and you will get hurt."

Being injured is a very scary thing for them nowadays.

The wish of all of them is to bring back the prey without getting hurt.

Of course, this is a wish.

No one in the team questioned the leader's arrangements.

After everyone stopped, they obediently started picking the astringent fruits, and then ate them one by one without frowning.

"Think about it, in the past, only females would eat the fruit!" a young voice whispered.

These words are like a small stone thrown into a river, which seems to make no splash at all.

But actually?

The orcs in the entire team heard these words clearly.

silence.

All that was left was the sound of the fruit being put into the mouth and chewed.

After the silence, someone sighed softly, and then, one dissatisfied word after another was uttered.

Dissatisfaction has not been a one-day thing.

As the feelings accumulated day by day, after finally letting them out, a sense of grievance unknowingly spread through the bushes.

Males don't cry easily, but that doesn't mean they won't feel wronged.

The team leader did not stop everyone from "venting their grievances" and "venting their dissatisfaction" because he himself had been suppressed for a long time.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

The decisions we made in the past have led to what is happening today.

Who can they blame?

Perhaps, the ones who should be blamed the most are themselves.