Long-tailed bird

Wu Jiong: "Many people from various tribes have told me they want to come and learn. If I were to ask around, I think some of them would be willing to come."

Jian Mo shifted a few times, finding a comfortable position. "Then let's go back and ask around, and build up the tribe properly."

Chapter 126 Long-tailed Bird

Jian Mo gets to go out, and she always wants to catch up with the group.

After another day of rest, his fever completely subsided, but his ears still wouldn't retract.

However, his ears were dusty and limp, not very noticeable on top of his head. If he simply brushed his hair aside to cover them, an unobservant person would hardly notice them.

Jian Mo said to Wu Jiong, "Let's set off today. There's nothing to do here; it's so boring."

Wu Jiong touched his forehead and felt that it wasn't hot anymore. Seeing that he really couldn't stay still, he said, "Let's eat breakfast before we leave. Let's get ready and also tell the people of the Snow Foot Tribe."

Jian Mo immediately agreed, "I'll go and tell them, you make the preparations, we'll split up."

Wu Jiong: "Okay, I'll feed Jiujiu first."

As for Ying'ao, it doesn't need to be fed at all; it finds food on its own.

Jian Mo quickly went to find the Snow Foot Tribe.

The Snow Foot Tribe asked, "Won't you rest for a couple more days?"

Jian Mo smiled and said, "No, I still want to go and see how the tribes ahead are doing. Thank you for your help these past few days."

"It's nothing, no need to thank me." The people from the Snow Foot Tribe brought out two jars. "The Pinghua fruit jam you helped make won't be ready so quickly. This is jam we made earlier. We'll give you two jars; take them back and try them."

Jian Mo had wanted to trade with them, but she didn't expect them to give her some. "Thank you so much! I love your jam. We'll come back to trade with you again when we've finished it."

The people from the Snow Foot Tribe laughed and said, "Great! Come visit us sometime!"

Jian Mo put the jar away and handed over the paper she had prepared beforehand. "Have you seen similar tubers here? They look like this, and they taste a bit spicy; they can be used as a condiment."

The drawing on the paper depicted ginger. Jian Mo wasn't sure if it looked accurate; she could only say she had tried her best.

Dan Guan's alopecia areata was incurable. He had heard that rubbing ginger on the scalp could promote hair growth, but he didn't know if it was true. Since they were also looking for seasonings, they decided to look for them together.

If it works, Dan Guan's alopecia areata can be saved.

The people of the Snow Foot Tribe looked at the ginger on the paper, carefully examined it, and then exchanged their opinions.

After a while, they shook their heads, indicating that they had never seen this plant before.

Jian Mo wasn't surprised; if they had seen it, they would have used ginger when cooking these past few days.

Jian Mo said, "Then please keep an eye out for us. If you find this plant or have any information about it, please let us know. We'd like to exchange for some."

The Snow Foot Tribe members. "Alright, we've got it. Shall we keep this drawing? What's this white thing? Is it some kind of leaf?"

Jian Mo smiled and said, "No, we made something called 'paper,' which you can write and draw on. However, paper is very fragile and can easily tear. Soaking it in water or burning it won't work."

The Snow Foot Tribe carefully touched the paper. "Such precious things, who would bear to soak them in water or burn them?"

Seeing that they liked it, Jian Mo said, "If you want some, I'll bring some paper and pens next time I come—pens are tools for writing and drawing on paper."

As she spoke, Jian Mo showed him the pen, which drew exclamations of admiration from the Snow Foot Tribe members. "Your Riverside Tribe has so many wonderful things!"

Jian Mo: "Yes, there are some. You'll find more if you go to our tribe."

The people of the Snow Foot Tribe all said, "If that's the case, we'll have to make time to go there."

Jian Mo: "Then it's a deal, come find us to play sometime!"

While Jian Mo and the others were packing their things, the fat chicks from the Cypress Branch Tribe and the Pallas's cats from the Rain Rising Tribe arrived.

They were surprised that Jian Mo and his companions were setting off today to catch up with the caravan.

A chubby bird said, "Can't we wait a couple more days?"

Jian Mo repeated what she had said to the Snow Foot Tribe.

The chubby birds and Pallas's cats looked at each other, their eyes sparkling.

Soon, the chubby birds spoke first:

"Doctor Jian Mo, how about we go with you?"

"Yes, yes, we don't have anything else to do anyway, so let's just go out and have some fun. You're going to the Eighteen Bends Tribe, right?"

"I've never been to that tribe before, this will be a good opportunity to broaden my horizons."

The Pallas's cats immediately followed:

"Then we want to go too!"

"The Eighteen Bends Tribe isn't far; we can go today and come back tomorrow, or the day after."

"Yes, I'll be back the day after tomorrow. I'll make the trip then."

Jian Mo felt a headache coming on from these young people and raised her hand to stop them. "Did you tell the rest of the tribe before you came? Won't the people in the tribe be very worried about your sudden disappearance?"

The chubby birds and Pallas's cats all exclaimed, "Just send someone to warn them!"

After they finished speaking, they glared at each other, both annoyed that the other had copied their words.

Jian Mo ignored their petty squabble. "Then you should send someone back to report first."

The fat chicks and Pallas's cats said, "Let's go and talk to the Snow Foot Tribe!"

They exchanged another perfectly synchronized remark, and then glared at each other once more.

Jian Mo ignored him and said, "You need to find someone to go back to the tribe and report the news first, otherwise there's nothing to talk about."

As they were talking, Wu Jiong walked over and reminded the group of fat chicks and Pallas's cats, "When we come back, we might come back from the Bright River Tribe, and we might not pass through the Snow Foot Tribe again."

The chubby chicks exclaimed excitedly, "It's okay, the Bright River Tribe is closer to us!"

The Pallas's cats said, "The Bright River Tribe isn't far from us."

Wu Jiong nodded, having no further objections.

Dan Guan quickly got ready and came over carrying his things.

His beast form resembles a giant tiger cat, somewhat like a domestic cat, but more imposing. Because his fur is longer, the bald patches on his body are covered up and not very noticeable.