"Wow-wow-" With the cry of the baby, the tribal people guarding the door breathed a sigh of relief.

Fei Li wiped the baby clean, wrapped it in a clean and soft animal skin, and placed it beside Weiner.

Mu Dong held Weiner's hand tightly, and his eyes were a little moist.

The family of three surrounded each other intimately, enjoying the warm moments.

Fei Li exited the room and sat down on the ground.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and he didn't realize that it was already noon.

Listening to Mu Dong and Wei Na's whispers behind him, he seemed to feel that he could realize his great ideal of being a doctor here.

His parents died due to an accident and were not treated in time.

From then on, I swore that I would be a doctor who saved lives and healed wounded in the future.

Coming here by accident, he felt that there was nowhere to display any ideals and revenge, and he was depressed for a long time.

Now it seems that everything is not as bad as he thought.

Looking up at the people in front of him, everyone looked at him with admiration, fear, and appraisement.

Witch doctors are extremely hard to find in this world. From the day he admitted that he was a witch doctor, he was destined to bear the expectations of too many people.

The people of the tribe want to pin their hopes on him, but because he is not a member of the tribe.

Everyone respected and feared him, and they didn't know whether to approach him or not.

Thinking of the inconvenient situation in which Mu Dong fetched water just now, he got up and walked towards Lausanne who was standing in the distance.

"Master Lausanne, I have a proposal. I think the tribe's water is very troublesome. Why don't we build some containers that can hold water in the house!"

"Utensil? What is this?" Luosang stared at him puzzled, unable to understand what he said.

He looked left and right, picked up a stone from the ground, and drew the shape of a water tank on the ground.

In the past few days, he has observed the situation around the tribe.

There is a small river to the west of the tribe, where the daily water of the tribe residents is basically used.

Lausanne's house is on the east side of the tribe, just far away from the small river, and daily water is extremely inconvenient.

Staring at what he drew in a daze, Luosang asked, "What is this?"

"Water tank, we just have a lot of big stones around. We can use tools to break the stones into this shape, fill it with water and put it at home. It will be much more convenient to use water in the future."

Luosang turned to look at the stone. The stone is so hard, can their tools work?

Seeing Luosang's doubts, he immediately picked up two stones of different materials on the ground.

"Stones are also made of different materials. Some are softer and some are harder. We can find medium-hard stones to make water tanks, and we can also make some stone bowls, stone pots and so on."

Thinking of being able to cook in a stone pot in the future and not having to eat barbecue every day, he felt very happy.

Luosang frowned, and muttered in a low voice: "Material? Hardness? What are these things?"

He patted himself on the forehead, it's really killing him!

Where did these primitive orcs hear these modern words?

How should he explain it to Lausanne?

Rolling his eyes, he casually said: "This is the dialect of our hometown, you don't understand it, I will try not to speak these dialects in the future, and keep up with your fashion trends."

"fashion?"

"..."

Lausanne, are you finished yet? Are you a language teacher? So fond of teasing people.

Just do it!

After lunch, he asked Lausanne to start pumping the water tank.

If you want to spread these stone utensils among the tribe, you must first make a batch.

Orcs are naturally powerful, so he set his sights on Luosang.

But Lausanne, with his noble airs, didn't bother to do these trivial things at all.

In the tribe, the orc warriors are mainly responsible for hunting things, while the orc companions do these chores.

"Master Lausanne, I, I am pregnant with a baby, do you have the heart to let me do these things?" Fei Li blinked and looked at him with aggrieved eyes.

Lausanne was indifferent.

"Aren't you thirsty in the middle of the night? Don't you find it troublesome to go to the river to drink water?"

Lausanne remained indifferent.

"After the stone pot is ready, how about I make you the most delicious thing in the world?"

Luosang finally had a reaction on his expressionless face, and lowered his eyes to look at the big rock in front of him.

Finally, Lausanne obediently sat in front of the big rock, and began to polish the water tank with the rock with the strongest hardness.

Fei Li sat aside, watching Lausanne work.

From time to time, the clansmen who passed by were surprised to see Luosang working and Fei Li resting.

This male is so bold, he dared to ask Master Luosang to do these things?

Feeling embarrassed by everyone, Fei Li got up and walked to a small forest behind the tribe, intending to find some ingredients here, and reward Lausanne's stomach in the evening.

As soon as his feet stepped on the dead branches of the forest, the dead branches immediately sprouted new green shoots.

Wherever he passed, the dead trees were in spring and the branches and leaves were luxuriant.

He only wanted to find ingredients, so naturally he didn't notice these little anomalies.

Looking around, he suddenly found some mushroom-like things hidden in the weeds in the middle of the small forest.

He ran towards the middle of the forest, and it turned out to be a mushroom.

As a medical student, he could tell at a glance that the mushrooms were non-toxic.

After picking a bunch of mushrooms, he was about to get up and leave.

Suddenly, sharp arrows shot towards him.

He immediately protected the mushroom and stepped back.

Damn it! Could it be that he ran into some kind of orc?

I looked around anxiously for a long time, but no one came out.

The enemy is in the dark, but he is in the light.

This feeling of letting others slaughter him made him very uncomfortable.

"Who is playing tricks? Come out quickly, what are you doing hiding?" He shouted into the empty forest.

It was very quiet around, and there was no sound at all.

If it weren't for the fact that these arrows were actually inserted in front of him, he would have thought it was his own illusion.

Taking a tentative step forward, several sharp arrows shot at him again.

This time he followed the direction of the sharp arrow and found the person hiding in the dark.

Looking up and looking directly in front of him, a person with the same color as the forest tree was hanging on the trunk, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, and was staring at him.

Putting the mushroom on the ground, he raised his hands, "My friend, I don't mean any harm. I just came to the forest to find something to eat. I'm hungry."

As he spoke, he stroked his deflated belly.

The people on the tree seemed to understand his movements, put away their bows and arrows, and came to him little by little along the trunk.

"This is my place, so hurry up and leave!"

Glancing at the mushrooms on the ground, someone drove him away angrily.

Swallowing his saliva, he was really reluctant to part with these tempting mushrooms, "What's your name? Are you an orc? I'm from the wolf tribe, which is not far ahead. Why don't we be friends? I can Trade meat for mushrooms in the forest?"

As soon as this man heard the word "wolf clan tribe", he immediately stabbed a sharp arrow into his throat...