Orc Girl's Tribal Daily Life

Chapter 69 The Witch's Permission

"There's nothing wrong. They handled it very well. Go back and get some sleep, and they'll be fine by tomorrow morning." The shaman withdrew his hand, his gaze lingering on the cub's face for a moment.

He smiled at the dark-faced boy and said, "Kids are naturally curious. Once they know it hurts, they won't touch it again next time."

Brown's eyes swept between Mao and the cub, but instead of showing any sign of "fear or regret, I'll never do it again," they were filled with expressions of "annoyance, I can't be caught next time."

Is this something that can be fixed next time?!

Seeing that He's expression hadn't improved, Wu thought for a moment and then smiled faintly, "You don't need to worry so much. To be precise, the Fire Flower doesn't contain any toxins."

"Just like some people can't touch certain things, there are many people who can't touch fire flowers, but there are also people who can actually eat them."

Jiang Luoluo looked up at Wu. Wu probably meant "allergy." Different people have different constitutions. Some people are born unable to come into contact with certain items, while others develop special reactions to certain things after experiencing illness or other accidents.

For the tribe, the fire flower is like a mango to humans—everyone is allergic, but some have milder symptoms than others, and the amount of mango consumed also affects their reaction.

But can anyone actually eat roasted Sichuan peppercorns raw?!

Meeting the cub's gaze, the shaman thought for a moment before speaking, "Actually, the chief really likes the smell of fireflowers, and... many orc warriors in the tribe also like the smell of fireflowers."

The abundance of fire flowers in the tribe is inseparable from the love that Chief Jing and the orc warriors have for them.

However, they do not publicize this widely, because those of their tribe who are not physically strong enough cannot withstand the burning flowers.

The tribe members like to admire and imitate the strong. If the children knew that powerful orc warriors liked to eat fire-burning flowers, many children would surely try to imitate them.

For Chief Jing and the orc warriors, the Fire Flower, which enhances physical reflexes and sharpens their senses, stimulates their orc bloodline. However, for ordinary children, it causes severe harm, ranging from mild abdominal pain and diarrhea to severe dehydration and vomiting leading to death.

If Jiang Luoluo and Mao really ate the two pieces of Huoshaohua, Wu wouldn't have told them any of this, and would have been more inclined to agree with He's idea of ​​beating them up.

However, both children were very careful; they put it in their mouths to taste it, and then spat it out. Moreover, the follow-up treatment was also very thorough, and they knew to rinse their mouths multiple times. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for them to recover in less than two or three days.

So, the shaman smiled as he looked at the cub. Did the Fire Flower have some use he didn't know about? ... Well, he could only inherit a portion of the memories. There would always be things he didn't know that had been lost in time.

Although the cub possesses inherited memories, her body is young, causing confusion in her memories. Furthermore, as time passes, many things change, requiring repeated attempts to determine the effectiveness.

The shaman was able to understand the cub's behavior and was willing to give it some help, which is why he told about the leader, Jing, so that He could accept some of the cub's behavior.

He did understand what the witch meant, but his expression was still full of disapproval. After all, Luo was too young and should not bear such danger.

Brown glanced at the quiet, silent Mao beside him and suddenly realized that Mao probably shared the same thought as him, wanting to bear these things for the cubs, which was why...

So after all this time, he's the only bad guy!

"By the way, Luo, this is a new herbal concoction I prepared. Try it next time the poison flares up and see how effective it is."

Suddenly, the shaman remembered something, turned around, took out a set of herbs that had just been prepared, and handed them to the cub.

"This time, we added new bee water to it. We don't know if it will have any effect."