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He looked at the others, who were all reluctant to use large spoons, scooping only a few grains at a time, so he felt embarrassed to scoop a second spoonful.

Besides the fragrant fried insect eggs, the meal also included regular dishes such as cold wild vegetables, braised meat, and fried fish.

The Cypress Branch Tribe has excellent cooking skills, and the rice made with Pearl Rice is delicious. Under the enthusiastic encouragement of the Cypress Branch Tribe, Jian Mo ate three large bowls of rice until she was stuffed.

After dinner, everyone chatted around the campfire, and Jian Mo took the opportunity to discuss exchanging supplies with them.

Jian Mo took stock of their supplies and explained them to the Cypress Branch Tribe.

Before he could finish speaking, the people of the Cypress Branch Tribe immediately interjected:

"Honey! Jian Mo, we want honey!"

"Jian Mo, how many honey blocks do you have to trade for us?"

"We can trade any amount; if we have too much, we can carry the rice to the Riverside Tribe."

When the people of the Cypress Branch Tribe started calling him "Jian Mo," Jian Mo always thought of the young people from the Riverside Tribe, and his tone became even gentler. "It's five hundred and thirty yuan in total now, do you want it all?"

The people of the Cypress Branch Tribe were shocked. "There are so many?!"

Jian Mo: "I just swapped it with Ji Xun today."

The people of the Cypress Branch Tribe couldn't help but ask curiously, "What did you use to trade for so many honey blocks?"

Jian Mo: "Glass."

Many people from the Cypress Branch Tribe have visited the Riverside Tribe and know what glass looks like.

Zhou Zhi nodded. "Ji Xun does seem to be the kind of person who would be interested in glass, but unfortunately our tribe doesn't need glass, otherwise we would have switched to it too."

Jian Mo smiled and said, "Let me know when you want to change them; I have enough glass tubes."

Jian Mo didn't expect that the honey she received would be exchanged for Pearl Rice.

The Cypress Branch Tribe didn't have that much Pearl Rice on hand, Jian Mo placed an order first, asking them to collect the Pearl Rice and then deliver it to the Riverside Tribe. However, she could give them the honey blocks first.

The Honey Sparrow is not very big, about the size of a pigeon, and the honey it produces is smaller than a mahjong tile. Five hundred and thirty honey pieces can be put into one basket.

Upon hearing that Jian Mo was willing to give them honey first, the people of the Cypress Branch Tribe excitedly said that they could go with them to the Snow Foot Tribe to get it.

Jian Mo could tell that the people of the Cypress Branch Tribe really loved sweets.

The freshly cooked Pearl Rice straw root drink had plenty of honey added, so it tasted like sugar water.

It's already evening, so it's not strange that they still need to go get the honey.

Jiujiu and Ying'ao, surrounded by the fat chirps, flew back to the Snow Foot Tribe.

The orcs and sub-orcs of the Cypress Branch Tribe often came over, so the people of the Snow Foot Tribe weren't surprised. They would just come over, say hello, and then leave it at that.

Jian Mo and Wu Jiong returned to their temporary lodgings, surrounded by their companions.

Jian Mo lifted the basket containing the honey blocks and said to the orcs and sub-orcs of the Cypress Branch Tribe, "The honey blocks are all here, exactly five hundred and thirty. Please count them."

The people of the Cypress Branch Tribe carefully poured out and counted the honey blocks. After confirming that there were no mistakes, they each put a honey block in their mouths.

At this juncture, someone suggested, "We'll be passing through the Rain Rising Tribe on our way back, let's take a stroll Rain Rising Tribe."

This suggestion was unanimously agreed upon by the Cypress Branch Tribe: "Great! We'll eat honey in front of those Pallas's rabbits and make them drool!"

Before the people from the Cypress Branch Tribe could finish speaking, a voice squeezed in. "So, you're trying to tempt us! Aren't you all bored?"

Everyone turned around in unison, only to see an orc from the Rain Rising Tribe puffing out his cheeks. "You guys are shameless!"

Several people from the Rain Rising Tribe chimed in from behind, shouting, "That's right, that's right, shameless!"

People of the Cypress Branch Tribe:

"Where have we been shameless? We're more shameless than you guys who used to follow us to the Riverside Tribe!"

"How come we keep running into you everywhere? And why are you following us?"

Suddenly, the people from the two tribes started arguing and squeezed themselves outside to fight.

If they were in beast form, they'd probably be arguing so much they'd be losing their fur by now.

Jian Mo watched for a while, then took a step back and asked Wu Jiong in a whisper with great suspicion, "Is there really a possibility that the two tribes could form an alliance through marriage?"

Wu Jiong fell silent, a rare occurrence for him; he was truly unsure now.

Chapter 124 New Ears

Jian Mo realized that when the people of the Cypress Branch Tribe Rain Rising Tribe argued, it was all bark and no bite. They would attack each other on particularly childish points, and they would never actually fight.

--Their fights only result in some shedding of fur, not bloodshed, which is simply unbelievable to the beastmen.

Jian Mo felt this was the charm between the two tribes.

Jian Mo ran around to many places today and felt a bit tired after returning home.

After dinner, Wu Jiong went to arrange matters for the Riverside Tribe. Jian Mo, holding a pen, lay on the bed recording what she had seen and heard over the past two days. She originally intended to wait for him to return before sleeping, but halfway through writing, she couldn't stay awake any longer. She stuffed the paper and pen into her backpack and quickly curled up under the animal skin and fell asleep.

Jian Mo had no idea when Wu Jiong returned, and she also got up very late the next morning.

When Jian Mo got up, Wu Jiong was already gone; he was probably making arrangements for today's itinerary with Yun Long and the others.

He yawned as he went to wash up, feeling a little dizzy and unwell. He touched his forehead and realized he had developed a fever without realizing it.

Perhaps because I was too tired these past two days, and all the running around made my body react.

He simply dug out the dried herbs, intending to find the people of the Snow Foot Tribe to boil some water for him to drink.

Drink some medicine, then take a nap on Wu Jiong's back later; the fever should go down.

Just as Jian Mo was thinking this, a sub-orc saw Jian Mo and suddenly walked over and touched his forehead.

Jian Mo instinctively dodged to the side, and when she looked up again, she saw that the approaching beastman was A Meng from the Xiongying Tribe, who was also Ban Ming's lover.

A Meng: "Doctor Jian Mo, your face is a little red."

Meeting A Meng's concerned gaze, Jian Mo held up the herbal packet before he could speak, and chuckled in a hoarse voice, "I have a slight fever, I'll just have some herbal soup to drink and I'll feel better."