The vicious female Ye Youcha, who is in Shura Field every day

Chapter 353 Fainted from Exhaustion

Upon seeing this, the orcs infected with the plague immediately and spontaneously lined up, their expressions excited as they whispered among themselves.

"Now we're finally saved, it's just that the medicine is a bit bitter."

"What's a little bitterness? As the saying goes, good medicine tastes bitter. As long as it can cure the disease, I can drink it no matter how bitter it is."

"That's right, that's right. We don't have to suffer from this plague anymore, that's wonderful."

……

As the orcs spoke, smiles of relief appeared on their faces. Their eyes turned to Su Xiyue, the Golden Silkworm King, and the witch doctor. Upon hearing that the prescription was researched and formulated by the three of them, their eyes became fervent with gratitude.

It's truly a miracle of the Beast God's intervention! The Wolf Tribe is saved, and so is the entire Lower Realm of the Beast World.

Just then, someone shouted, "Long live the Beast God's Messenger!"

In an instant, cheers as loud as a tsunami resounded throughout the quarantine zone, rising and falling in waves.

Su Xiyue was startled by this scene and quickly waved her hands, "No, no, no, the medicine was brewed by everyone together, and it was even developed by the Golden Silkworm King. If you want to thank someone, thank the Golden Silkworm King and the witch doctor."

Before she could finish speaking, the Golden Silkworm King suddenly rushed in front of her, his golden hair shimmering in the morning light, his handsome face very close: "Moon, isn't my saliva amazing?"

Ye Ling's face darkened instantly, and she coldly pulled the Golden Silkworm King away, saying, "You're too close to her."

The Golden Silkworm King struggled to break free and was about to lash out when he suddenly noticed that Xuan Yuanming had appeared beside him at some point, staring at him with the eyes of someone looking at a dead man.

It's as if it's saying: If you come any closer, I won't hesitate to tear you apart.

Qingzhu, Fengsu, and Xuanming also looked over with a deep gaze.

Especially Qingzhu, whose fingertips swirled with wind blades, seemingly about to slice through at any moment.

Golden Silkworm King: "."

He silently took two steps back, deciding to temporarily back down.

"The efficacy has been confirmed; the next step is to prepare it in batches."

Su Xiyue turned to the old witch doctor, "Please write down the prescription and distribute it to the various tribes."

The system's task requirement is to reach 500 people.

Although the wolf tribe is not small, the number of infected people is obviously not as many as 500.

Besides, even if it weren't for the mission, the other tribes would still need to be saved.

The old witch doctor, of course, nodded repeatedly, his cloudy eyes filled with relief. "Don't worry, girl, I'll take care of it right away."

He didn't stay there for long and soon returned to his residence.

He wrote the prescription on the animal hide with a charcoal pencil, but halfway through, he suddenly realized that he was missing the most important ingredient: the Golden Silkworm King's saliva—no, his holy water.

This is the most important ingredient; without the Golden Silkworm King's saliva, even if the prescription is sent to various tribes, it will be useless.

The old witch doctor slapped his forehead and hurriedly ran back to the quarantine area, panting heavily, his robes covered in mud.

He went directly to the Golden Silkworm King and raised this issue.

Su Xiyue was watching the orcs distributing medicine when she heard what the old witch doctor said and was stunned for a moment.

Turning to look at the Golden Silkworm King, I saw that he had somehow produced a handful of mulberry leaves and was eating them with great relish.

"Xiao Jin."

She twitched the corner of her mouth. "You cough with your saliva. Can holy water be mass-produced?"

The Golden Silkworm King immediately swallowed the mulberry leaf in his mouth: "My saliva is very precious."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ye Ling, Qing Zhu, and Xuan Yuanming squinting at him. He then changed the subject, "However, in order to save the world, this silkworm is willing to sacrifice itself and spit out more."

Su Xiyue: “.”

I have a feeling this guy has a strong will to survive.

She twitched her lips and said dryly, "Thank you very much."

After discussing it with everyone, Qingzhu led the orcs to collect the specific types of mulberry leaves designated by the Golden Silkworm King.

It is said that eating these kinds of mulberry leaves can double the effect of his saliva—no, holy water—and even allow for mass production.

After the Golden Silkworm King finished eating the mulberry leaves, it immediately performed a live performance of spitting out saliva—no, holy water.

Xuanming had already prepared the pottery jars, and even prepared thirty of them in one go.

A plague broke out across the entire lower realm of the Beast World continent, affecting countless tribes of all sizes.

Send one pottery jar of holy water to each tribe; thirty is really not a lot.

Golden Silkworm King: "..."

Looking at the thirty earthenware jars lined up in front of him, he twitched his lips: "Do you think my saliva is a spring?"

Feng Su waved a feather fan he'd pulled out from who-knows-where, gloating, "Little golden worm, the capable should do more, right? Spitting it out benefits all people, a truly meritorious deed! Maybe you'll get used to it after a while, and set up a stall at the trade fair, specializing in treating all sorts of ailments, making a fortune!" His peach blossom eyes curved into crescents, and the sarcasm in his tone was enough to infuriate anyone.

The Golden Silkworm King's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he was about to retort.

Ye Ling expressionlessly picked up an empty ceramic jar, slammed it down in front of him, and said in a cool voice, "The plague waits for no one. Vomit, or I'll hang you upside down and shake you; the effect will probably be about the same."

Xuanyuan Ming strolled over slowly, his dark golden eyes sweeping over the Golden Silkworm King's throat. Though he didn't speak, he smiled like a vengeful Yama.

The Golden Silkworm King instinctively covered his neck, as if the suffocating feeling from being strangled last night was still there.

"Go for it, Little Jin! You are the best sacred object. The life and death of the lower realm of the Beast World depends on you... Hmm, drooling. Just think about the supreme merit you will gain."

As Su Xiyue spoke, she casually stuffed a handful of tender mulberry leaves into his hand, "Here, replenish your energy, eating and spitting at the same time is more efficient."

Golden Silkworm King: "..."

Looking at the emerald green mulberry leaves in his hand, and then at the menacing figures surrounding him, he was overcome with sorrow.

This is unbearable! He, a sacred object, has been reduced to spitting in public.

Resigned to his fate, the Golden Silkworm King grabbed a mulberry leaf and stuffed it into his mouth. He transformed his grief and anger into appetite, chewing and swallowing it fiercely.

He then took a deep breath, puffed out his cheeks, and began to perform his amazing water-spitting trick.

"Gurgling..."

Clear, faintly golden holy water was spat out from the mouth of the Golden Silkworm King, falling precisely into each pottery jar, with the water level remaining exactly the same, just reaching the neck of the jar.

No more, no less, exactly thirty cans.

Everyone: "..."

The Golden Silkworm King may not be very strong, but he is still quite capable.

Su Xiyue glanced at the Golden Silkworm King silently. Its precision was even more impressive than the machines of later generations.

I didn't see him drink any water, so I don't know how he could produce so much saliva.

Seeing the astonished expressions on everyone's faces, the Golden Silkworm King couldn't help but feel a little smug: "See? I am the most awesome silkworm in the beast world."

After saying that, his face fell, and he slumped weakly onto the large rock behind him. "I'm tired and need to rest for a while. Don't call me unless it's absolutely necessary."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and wouldn't wake up no matter how much people called out to him.

Su Xiyue was stunned for a moment, and after she came to her senses, she said to Xuanming, "Send the Golden Silkworm King to my father's place. It's quite empty there. Just find him a room to stay in."

After saying that, he turned to look at Su Lie beside him: "Father, you don't have any objections, do you?"

She has a large number of beastmen and cubs there, and the population is too large to accommodate them all. There are no extra rooms for the Golden Silkworm King to live in.

Arranging for him to stay with his father is the most suitable option.

Her father's brick house was no smaller than hers, and the yard was also bigger. It housed only him and his brother.

Su Lie naturally had no objection and immediately nodded, "It's up to Yue'er to arrange it. The Golden Silkworm King saved our Wolf Tribe and the entire Lower Realm of the Beast World. I am so grateful that I will naturally treat him well."

After saying that, he told Xuanming to quickly send the Golden Silkworm King back to him, as it wouldn't be good for him to fall asleep on the ground like that and get cold.

Without a word, Xuanming picked up the unconscious Golden Silkworm King and carried him away, muttering to himself, "This Golden Silkworm King looks pretty big, but it's surprisingly light."

Feng Su, fanning herself with a feather fan, leaned closer: "Little Yue'er, shouldn't we be heading to other tribes to deliver medicine next? And while we're at it, let's send the prescriptions over. This feather robe of mine is perfect for being an envoy!"

Ye Ling looked at him coldly: "You and Qingzhu take the orcs into the mountains to gather herbs."

"Why!"

Feng Su looked at Ye Ling with displeasure in his peach blossom eyes. He was planning to visit various tribes and check on their situations.

Qingzhu said coolly, "Because your flamboyant style is too eye-catching, it's easy to attract vultures. You'd better just come with me to the mountains to gather herbs."

Everyone: "."

Su Xiyue sighed, "Stop arguing. Qingzhu and Feng Su, you two take the beastmen and continue to gather herbs in the mountains. The more the better. Ye Ling stays in the tribe to continue brewing the medicine. Xuan Yuanming is in charge of arranging for the beastmen to deliver the prescriptions and this holy water to the various tribes. Remember to wear masks when you set off. The plague in other tribes is much more serious than here."

As soon as she finished speaking, the system voice suddenly sounded in her mind: "Ding, the number of people being treated in the Wolf Tribe has reached 387. Please complete the treatment of the remaining 113 people as soon as possible."

She was slightly taken aback, not expecting that the number of people treated by the wolf tribe had reached 387 so quickly.

My gaze instantly fell on the line where medicine was being distributed, and I found that only a few people remained; most of them had already finished their medicine and gone home.

Su Xiyue looked at the remaining few people; even if they all finished drinking, the number wouldn't reach 500.

It seems we can only wait and see how things develop in the other tribes.

Thinking these things to himself, he heard Xuan Yuanming say, "Don't worry, I will arrange this properly and instruct them to take disinfection and preventative measures to avoid infection."

She nodded slightly and instructed all the tribes to make sure they prepared the medicine according to the prescription so that every patient could drink it.

Xuanyuan Ming nodded in agreement, said a few more words, and then turned and left.

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