Suspected Rabies

After the hound was kicked flying, it let out a howl, then sprawled on the ground and struggled a few times before falling completely silent.

One had to understand.

When Yang Yu had just turned sixteen, he had already become the strongest warrior in the tribe.

Not to mention that he had now reached the peak of his prime.

How could a hound possibly survive being kicked by the strongest warrior in the entire tribe?

"Are you all right?" Yang Yu did not even look at the hound. Instead, he set down the child in his arms and asked worriedly.

"Chieftain, I-I'm fine."

The child shook his head, still shaken.

The hound had not bitten him.

After saying that, Yang Yu rubbed the child's head. His gaze fell on another child who had been bitten and seemed somewhat dazed, and his brows furrowed deeply. He immediately took the child to wash the wound beside Clear Water.

"Yu, what exactly happened?"

Lin Er walked over from the distance, leading a little girl by the hand, and asked.

Yang Yu carefully washed the spot where the child had been bitten by the hound. "It won't hurt, it won't hurt. Uncle Chieftain will butcher that hound tonight and give you meat to eat."

"A Da, bring Yan here immediately."

Yang Yu's first thought was that these hounds might have contracted some kind of virus.

If they really had contracted a virus,

then for the people of this era, it would be an enormous crisis.

If they were even slightly careless,

the entire tribe could be wiped out.

"Yu, is it really that serious?"

Lin Er did not know how dangerous viruses were. She thought the hound had simply gone mad and suddenly started biting people.

"Yes. It may very well determine whether the tribe survives." Yang Yu nodded solemnly. "Take this little one to the storehouse and apply some medicine."

"Yes."

After saying that,

Yang Lin Er did not hesitate either. She hurriedly took the child to treat the wound.

She was a mother as well.

When a child was injured, adults like them naturally had to prioritize caring for them.

Even if the child was not their own biological child, he was still future labor for the tribe.

Before long,

the Hunting Team also arrived after hearing the news.

"Chieftain."

Lie, the captain of the Hunting Team, looked at the grim-faced chieftain and spoke weakly.

"Immediately gather every hound in the tribe. Do not allow any hound to run wild in the tribe. Wait until Yan returns before making a diagnosis."

Yang Yu stared sternly at Lie, the captain of the Hunting Team, and said in a deep voice, "If you encounter a hound that has gone mad and is biting people, kill it on the spot. Then throw the body into the Charcoal Pit and burn it."

"Yes."

Dusk.

Yan returned. Looking at the gathered hounds, he saw that several of them were barking incessantly.

"Chieftain, these hounds should have contracted some kind of illness."

Yan turned to his chieftain and said, "I have already reapplied medicine to that child's wound."

"Kill them." Upon hearing this, Yang Yu turned to Lie beside him and spoke coldly.

"???"

Lie stared at the chieftain in astonishment.

Kill them?

"Kill all the hounds and throw them into the Charcoal Pit."

Yang Yu spoke in a deep voice.

"Chieftain, if we kill all the hounds, our tribe may never have any hounds again!" Lie looked at his chieftain in horror.

One had to understand.

When the Hunting Team went into the mountains to hunt, these hounds provided considerable assistance.

If they killed all the hounds, it would greatly hinder the tribe's Hunting Team.

Moreover, the meat from these hounds could provide food for the tribe!

"Do you object to my order?"

Yang Yu looked at him coldly and demanded.

"I wouldn't dare."

Naturally, Lie did not dare question Yang Yu.

The chieftain was the authority.

In this era where strength was supreme, Yang Yu was the strongest person in the entire tribe and its leader. Naturally, he had to be respected.

"If we lose the hounds, we can enter the Wolf Den again and seize wolf cubs to tame."

"But if we keep them and they injure more members of our tribe, who will bear that responsibility?"

"The lives of our tribespeople will always matter more than anything else."

"Remember my words."

Yang Yu looked at the warriors of the Hunting Team and said, "When you joined the Hunting Team, you were told that you were not merely joining the Hunting Team. You were also warriors responsible for protecting the lives of the tribe's people."

"Does the tribe belong to one person?"

"No."

"The tribe does not belong to one person. One person cannot form a tribe either. Everyone must unite together—that is what makes a tribe."

"Without the tribe, can a single family form a tribe?"

"Always remember this."

"Only with a tribe can there be a small family. If the tribe is gone, where will your small families go?"

"Yes."

Hearing the chieftain's words, no one dared object. They all picked up the Bow and Arrow in their hands, took aim at the hounds, and began shooting, putting down the animals.

Even though these hounds had all been trained by them,

the matter of the hounds attacking the tribe's people could not be forgiven.

"I feed you, and you still bite people? Then die."

After dealing with the hounds, Yang Yu personally supervised the tribe members as they threw all the hounds into the Charcoal Pit to burn them. Only then did he leave.

When he returned home,

Yang Yu saw the little girl Bai Tian had been leading by the hand earlier riding on a black-and-white Iron-Eating Beast, shouting "Giddyup! Giddyup!" nonstop.

"Father~" Seeing her father walk in from outside, the little girl climbed down from the black-and-white Iron-Eating Beast, then ran toward Yang Yu on her short legs.

The black-and-white Iron-Eating Beast found a comfortable corner by the wall and curled itself into a ball.

After he had brought them back all those years ago, they had been kept in the tribe ever since and never attacked anyone in the tribe.

Yang Yu picked up the little girl, gently tapped the tip of her delicate nose, and said with a smile, "Yue Er, how many characters did you learn from Mother today?"

"One, two, three, four, five—five characters."

Held in Yang Yu's arms, the little girl counted on her fingers, then spread one hand open and declared proudly.

"What a good girl."

Yang Yu dotingly rubbed the little one's head.

This was his daughter.

When Lin Er had given birth to the little girl, she had nearly died from obstructed labor, so he tried to avoid having another child as much as possible.

"Heehee, Father, here."

The little one took out two fruits from somewhere and handed them to Yang Yu. "They're really sweet!"

"Father isn't eating them. You eat them."

Looking at the fruits in the little girl's hands, Yang Yu smiled slightly and carried her into the inner room.

Mulberries.

Mulberries?

Suddenly, Yang Yu stopped in his tracks just after entering the inner room. He looked at the little one eating mulberries, his eyes flickering.

If there were mulberries, then there must be mulberry trees.

Mulberry trees could be used to raise silkworms, and silkworm silk could be made into clothes, balls of thread, and so on.

If they had these things, then...

"Yu, what's wrong?"

Seeing Yang Yu stop, Lin Er, who was tidying up the place to rest in the inner room, turned around in confusion and looked at her husband.

"Nothing, nothing."