Classroom (continued)

Ban Ming asked worriedly, "Jian Mo, are you sure you can do it?"

Jian Mo: "No problem, Ying'ao very smart. By the way, could you help me take Jiujiu home later?"

Ban Ming readily agreed, "No problem, you go ahead with your work, I'll bring it back as soon as I find it."

The situation was indeed quite urgent. Without saying much, Jian Mo grabbed Ying'ao by the neck and urged Ying'ao to fly back to the tribe.

Ying'ao was much faster than the average orc, and soon flew ahead.

Upon seeing this, Bai Lu's father turned around and followed Ying'ao.

After they returned to the tribe, Jian Mo immediately found the antidote herbs and prepared the medicine.

After the medicine was prepared, Jian Mo Bai Lu's two fathers administer it to Bai Lu and then treated Bai Lu's wounds again.

That night, the entire tribe was in chaos.

Jian Mo was taking care of Bai Lu at home, and could hear all sorts of howling noises.

I reckon the kids from all those families are being dealt with right now.

Jiujiu has returned home and is huddled tightly in its nest, looking both guilty and scared.

After Jian Mo treated Bai Lu's wounds, she went to check on it, and it was still huddled weakly in its nest.

Ying'ao was a little anxious. He called out to Jiujiu twice, and then to Jian Mo twice, signaling Jian Mo to go and check on Jiujiu quickly.

Jian Mo over and patted Jiujiu's fluffy back. "What's wrong? Is Jiujiu scared?"

It would have been better if I hadn't asked, because once I did, Jiujiu couldn't hold back anymore.

Jiujiu turned her head, her eyes filled with tears.

Tears streamed down, soaking the fur.

Jian Mo felt both upset and amused. "Why are you crying? Nobody's blaming you."

He had seen crying kittens, crying puppies, and today he saw a crying Flying-Winged Beast, experiencing once again the heartbreak of a parent. "Alright, alright, it's okay."

Jiujiu cried even harder, "Waaah!"

Jian Mo wiped its tears with her sleeve. "Don't cry."

Hearing the commotion, Wu Jiong came over. "Why are you crying?"

Jian Mo patted Jiujiu's chubby body and turned to say, "She's probably a little scared and a little wronged."

Wu Jiong came over and patted Jiujiu gently, comforting it. "Don't blame Jiujiu."

Jiujiu plopped down on the ground and cried intently.

Ying'ao squatted to one side, looking quite shocked; he probably hadn't expected Jiujiu to cry so hard.

Jian Mo looked at Jiujiu, then at Ying'ao, feeling both sad and amused, and could only pat Jiujiu to comfort her.

Wu Jiong comforted Jiujiu for a while, then asked about Bai Lu's condition, "How is Bai Lu?"

Jian Mo: "I gave him two bowls of detoxifying medicine, so he should be fine. I've already had his family take him home. If anything happens tonight, just come find us."

They're all from the same tribe, so a shout is enough for them to hear each other. There's no need for Bai Lu to stay at their home or clinic.

Wu Jiong nodded. "Everyone must have been frightened today."

Jian Mo: "Who says otherwise? If you hadn't smelled Bai Lu's scent, everyone would be worried sick today."

Wu Jiong: "Good luck."

Jian Mo: "The little brats need some discipline; they need to be taught a lesson."

Wu Jiong: "The tribe is also discussing this matter, but they haven't come up with a solution yet."

Jian Mo thought for a moment and said, "What do you think about opening a small class? We can hold it every evening in the open space of the tribe. There won't be a fixed teacher. Just like arranging patrols, we can assign one teacher each day to teach something they are familiar with."

Wu Jiong looked thoughtful. "It seems like it could work."

Jian Mo: "Consider this a basic literacy class. We'll also arrange for someone to provide ideological education for the kids, like you, Qing Kuo, and De Jiang. I think you're all quite suitable."

Wu Jiong and his companions were quite authoritative in the tribe, and the children were afraid of them and mostly listened to what they said.

Jian Mo explained several concepts that Wu Jiong had never heard of before, such as "classroom," "teacher," and "literacy."

After thinking it over, Wu Jiong said, "I'll discuss it with them first."

Jian Mo nodded. "If we're going to schedule classes, you can put me on the schedule too. I can teach some general knowledge, and I can also see if there are any kids who are interested in reading or medicine."

Jian Mo was unsure whether to interfere with the civilization progress of the orcs and sub-orcs.

He grew up in a civilized society, where he readily grasped concepts like learning, and the whole society shared a consensus on the importance of learning.

However, the orc society did not.

He wasn't sure if the civilization he was familiar with would make this place better.

The people of the Riverside Tribe are doing quite well.

The people of the Mengshui Tribe are doing quite well.

The people of the Forest Rock Tribe are doing well.

Wu Jiong understood Jian Mo's concerns. "Let's take it one step at a time. Nobody knows what the future holds. Let's solve the immediate problems first."

Jian Mo: "I think so too."

Bai Lu woke up before Wu Jiong went to discuss the matter with the others.

This little fox is quite resilient. Upon seeing Jian Mo, it smiled first, revealing its tiny, not-yet-fully-grown teeth, and called out in a childish voice, "Jian Mo."

Jian Mo picked up his swollen little hand to check. "How are you feeling now? Does your hand hurt? Does your head hurt?"

The little fox, who couldn't yet transform into human form, shook its head and grinned, "It doesn't hurt."

Jian Mo rubbed his little head. "That's great. Let me check your wound again and change your dressing for today."

The little fox nodded. "Okay."

What an obedient and adorable little guy.

While changing the dressing, Jian Mo the little fox, "How did you manage to climb the tree yesterday? Were you playing hide-and-seek?"

The little fox shook its head and recounted what it remembered.

It turns out he was bitten by a poisonous insect yesterday, and even after licking it, it still hurt a lot. He went to find medicine and told Zhou Dao about it.

While searching for medicine, he became increasingly sleepy. Fearing that he would fall asleep on the road and be carried off by wild animals, he climbed a tree to sleep.

To conceal itself, the little guy even crawled under the fallen leaves to hide.