"Whether it's useful or not, I will give you an extra reward."
As for the favors sent to him on his own initiative, he will also remember them in his heart.
Ze, who had taken the bottle, did not let the messenger follow. Instead, he came to the bed and lifted up the lightly covered quilt.
Inside was a swollen, black and purple child whose original appearance was basically unrecognizable.
It's strange to say that, just looking at the severity of the condition, it seems that this child will not survive.
But the child on the bed could gasp for breath and cry out in pain, and all his perceptions were so normal.
It was precisely because of this that Ze had the confidence to bring this child all the way here.
On the first day he arrived, he showed it to familiar wizards from other tribes.
The reasons given by everyone are similar, but they just don't know how to eradicate it.
It was the oldest among the witches who gave a folk remedy.
Using honey can provide short-term relief, eliminate part of the pain, and make the child feel more comfortable.
Yes, his child became like this after being stung by the black bees in the deepest part of the swamp that depended on the flowers of black water.
All the tribes in the swamp, including the witches who are best at detoxifying, are helpless.
If this child's physique hadn't been the strongest among the swamp tribe, an ordinary child might not be able to survive as long as he is now if he is stung by a black bee.
"Let's try this..."
The woman on the side wiped her tears, took the bottle, and spread the honey on her son's swollen face.
Unexpectedly, this nectar is not only very sweet, but also very useful.
The honey film took only a minute to form, squeaking...
This transparent nectar seemed to have encountered some natural enemy. It collided with the emerging abscess, and a stream of white smoke emerged that refused to give up.
"oops……"
The lady applying the medicine narrowly missed knocking over the honey bottle.
She stood up suddenly and grabbed Ze's clothes in shock.
But Ze, the patriarch, was well-informed. Instead, he took a step forward excitedly and saw changes visible to the naked eye on his son's face.
The layer where black water had been pouring out unexpectedly stopped.
The quantity of this layer of honey is not much, but every bit plays a key role.
They stopped the spread of toxins, and shrunk the pustules that were so swollen that they were about to explode.
This is visible to the naked eye.
The child who had been lying on the bed humming lowered his voice at this time.
This was the first time he felt comfortable in so many days.
Because of the pain relief, he was finally able to get some sleep.
Just such a small layer of stuff has such a big effect.
Ze took the bottle and took a look at the amount of honey.
It's far from enough.
He turned around and asked seriously: "Where did you come from?"
"In other words, where did you collect it from?"
It is difficult to collect honey from bees, but for the sake of his son, he is willing to spend a lot of money to let capable people collect it.
After being surprised, the messenger was filled with joy. He hurried back: "It was the witch from the beast god clan who gave me the fee for reporting the message."
"Yes, people from their tribe achieved very good results in the Warrior Competition today. I rushed over to report them."
"When he was happy, he gave me this little bottle as a reward."
"When I opened it, I thought that you, the patriarch, needed something like this, so I specially sent it to you."
"If the clan leader still needs it... he can go to the Beast God Clan and ask."
"I heard that when the patriarch over there entertains important guests, he will bring out a kind of honey water with a unique aroma for the guests to drink."
"I think that thing should be the same thing as the one in my hand."
What a waste of resources, drinking such a good thing like this?
As soon as he heard the news, Ze became anxious.
He had to leave quickly, lest these ignorant people wash down such a precious thing and drink it.
He nodded and indicated that the messenger could go to his tribe to collect the message and the reward for delivering the things.
Afterwards, he put the bottle back into the woman's hand and instructed her to continue applying it.
And he himself ordered a few personal warriors and went to the beast god clan's garrison area in person.
Ze felt happy on the way.
I did not rashly get involved in Shuibo's internal affairs.
When the leader of the Yu clan came to form an alliance with him, he was worried about his son's injury and had no intention of getting involved in other matters.
Therefore, he rejected the other party's proposal very rudely.
Now, by accident, he found out that the person who could kill his son was among the clan of beast gods.
Is this considered the most correct arrangement God has given him?
Ze was very fortunate that his somewhat cold and unsociable personality prevented him from meddling in other people's business.
Then today his son has a way to live and hope of recovery.
The Swamp group ran very fast.
When they found the camp of the Beast God clan, Mai Fan and the warriors of the clan returned after eating.
They were very surprised when they saw these people.
Because apart from normal activities, people in the swamp rarely have contact with people outside.
So why did they come here this time?
"Ask for medicine."
Everyone looked at a boy when these words came out...
Could it be that this child is... is this too young?
Mai Fan is very calm. Has the news that he can make medicine spread outside?
But he never showed it?
Just when Ze came out to ask for medicine, the clan leader of the beast god had already turned around all the clan members present with suspicious eyes.
Who leaked the word and revealed the biggest secret within the clan.
Anything made by Mai Fan can turn the grassland into a bloody mess if taken out casually.
But the expressions of the clan members were even more surprised and worried than the clan leader.
In this weird atmosphere, Ze finished what he said next.
"I want to ask the witch for some honey. I know that kind of thing is very precious... precious... ahhh... expensive."
When the word honey was uttered, Mai Fan had already raised his eyes and motioned for the people around him to get the honey jar randomly placed beside the tent.
This time the honey jar is larger and rounder. It is made from a huge wooden stake that is directly hollowed out from the middle.
The mouth of the lid is made of original wood.
Both the bee level and the freshness-preserving function are very good.
And when such a large amount of honey was brought to Ze, the word "precious" in the patriarch's mouth...
He couldn't say anything.
Such a large quantity must be the product of mass production, or they brought a nest of big bees before leaving.
