Food is always the most important thing for the tribespeople.
This year’s harvest ans the people of the Vine Tribe don’t need to worry about going hungry again.
Even the captives, upon discovering the Vine Tribe’s abundant food supply, worked harder.
Simultaneously, more people hoped to shed the identity of captives and truly join the Vine Tribe.
Because in the Vine Tribe, they saw hope for survival and a better life!
For the tribespeople, hope is not those elusive dreams, but tangible food, clothing, houses, and a strong tribe that can shelter them.
With these, they don’t have to live a precarious life; they have expectations and hope for the future.
...
On September 6th, after nearly ten months of pregnancy, Fu Ling and Gou Teng’s child was finally about to be born.
That night, Fu Ling was sleeping when she suddenly scread, startling Gou Teng awake from his dreams.
"What happened, what happened?"
Gou Teng, aided by the firelight, saw the pain on Fu Ling’s face.
"Quick, quick, get the Witch; our child seems to be coming."
"Alright, hold on, I’ll get the Witch right away."
Gou Teng grabbed his clothes, then picked up a torch from the corner of the room, lighting it as he ran outside, hastily putting on clothes.
He rushed towards the bamboo forest but was stopped by the Guard Team as soon as he entered.
The Vine Tribe’s bamboo forest not only has an altar but is also ho to the chief and Witch, guarded very strictly, especially at night.
"Captain Gou Teng, where are you going so late?"
"Fu Ling is about to have a baby, I’m going to get the Witch for help."
Upon hearing this, the Guard Team warriors dared not delay and imdiately let two warriors accompany Gou Teng into the bamboo forest, arriving outside Chi Shao’s courtyard.
"Knock, knock, knock..."
"Witch, Witch..."
Gou Teng knocked on the door frantically, shouting anxiously.
"Coming."
Inside, Chi Shao imdiately got out of bed and opened the door.
Warriors knocking on the door at midnight usually ans sothing urgent happened.
"Creak..."
The courtyard gate opened, and Gou Teng imdiately explained the situation.
"Wait a mont, I’ll go inside to fetch sothing."
Chi Shao hastily returned to the bamboo house, lit a large candle, took so dicine, and then, protected by the Guard Team warriors, ran towards Gou Teng’s house.
In another courtyard, Jiang Xuan heard the commotion and got up to follow them.
Once outside Gou Teng’s residence, Chi Shao entered with a female warrior, while Jiang Xuan, Gou Teng, and others had to stay outside.
The tribespeople’s bodies are relatively strong, and Fu Ling had already beco a One-Color Warrior long ago, generally not facing problems when giving birth.
Children are frequently born in the tribe, and Chi Shao has delivered many; she is quite experienced.
Jiang Xuan even occasionally heard so won talk about how, before coming to the Vine Tribe, they delivered their own babies, quite fiercely.
"Ah..."
Fu Ling’s painful cries ca from inside the house, while Gou Teng paced anxiously outside, unsure of what to do with his hands.
It’s his first ti being a father, a rather complicated feeling.
Jiang Xuan grabbed Gou Teng, saying: "Don’t worry, with the Witch here, everything will be fine."
"That’s right, with the Witch here, everything will be fine."
Gou Teng repeated twice, trying to give himself confidence, but still couldn’t calm down.
This was a very grueling process, with ti seeming to slow down at monts like this.
Maybe a few minutes passed, maybe more than ten minutes, and a clear newborn cry suddenly ca from the inside.
"Chief, the baby is born! It’s born!"
Gou Teng was so excited he almost jumped up, his emotions extrely heightened.
After a while, a female warrior ca out, congratulating Gou Teng: "Congratulations, Leader Gou Teng, it’s a big, healthy boy; surely a brave warrior in the future."
"Is Fu Ling alright?"
"Yes, she’s okay, the Witch is with her."
"That’s good, that’s good..."
After a mont, Chi Shao ca out and reminded Gou Teng of so important things.
Gou Teng nodded like a pecking chicken and couldn’t wait to see the child.
The baby was wrapped in a soft beast hide; having just been born, his little face was red and wrinkled.
Gou Teng cautiously picked up the baby, unsure of how to hold him.
Soon, Gou Teng said: "He’s so small, and a bit... ugly..."
"Let see."
Lying in bed, Fu Ling was very tired but also eager to see her child.
Gou Teng carefully squatted down, letting Fu Ling see the baby by the firelight.
After a mont, Fu Ling said sowhat sadly: "Indeed... a bit ugly..."
The female warrior next to them chid in: "Newborns are always like this, in a few days, his face will open up and he’ll look pretty."
Only then did Gou Teng and Fu Ling breathe a sigh of relief; who doesn’t want their children to be good-looking?
Busy holding the baby, Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao returned to their respective courtyards to continue sleeping, as it was still the middle of the night.
The true second generation of the Vine Tribe was born, which made Jiang Xuan quite happy.
Gou Teng’s child, and other children born in the Vine Tribe, were the future hopes of the tribe.
The next day, Gou Teng excitedly ca over to have Jiang Xuan na the child.
At the ntion of naming, Jiang Xuan felt his head spin and suggested Gou Teng ask Chi Shao instead.
Gou Teng personally hunted an animal, carrying it to Chi Shao’s courtyard, both to thank Chi Shao for delivering Fu Ling and to ask her to give the child a na.
Chi Shao, the Witch of the Vine Tribe, had nad countless tis before, quite experienced.
She pondered for a mont, her gaze sweeping over a pile of herbs, then said to Gou Teng: "Let’s call him Tian Dong."
"Tian Dong, Tian Dong, that’s a beautiful na; thank you, Witch."
Gou Teng murmured it twice, and then happily left with the na; it sounds pleasant!
Chi Shao smilingly nodded, accepting the hunted animal as a token of thanks.
Gou Teng rushed ho, proudly announcing the Witch’s chosen na to Fu Ling and their acquaintances.
Soon, everyone knew that Gou Teng’s son was nad "Tian Dong."
Jiang Xuan also gifted them so sugar and salt, congratulating them on the child’s birth.
The autumn harvest of the Vine Tribe continued, with the spacious three large granaries gradually filled up.
During this period, Jiang Xuan led a team to the ruins of the Rock Sheep Tribe to harvest this year’s insect wax.
Due to lack of managent, this year’s insect wax yield was significantly lower than in previous years.
However, the Vine Tribe’s wax tree forest had already taken shape, and given another year or two, when those wax trees grew, they could gather large quantities of eggs from Wax Worms for breeding in the Vine Tribe’s wax tree forest.
At that ti, the insect wax yield will surely surpass previous years!
...
Southern Wilderness, Frog Tribe.
"Croak..."
In the big pond, the giant frogs were feasting on bugs, letting out loud croaks.
During the autumn, most insects were reaching the end of their lives, and those flying bugs were also slowing down.
This was a grand feast for the giant frogs.
Every day, the giant frogs would devour a multitude of bugs, gaining weight to cope with energy consumption during hibernation.
Though during their ti in the Frog Tribe, due to unusual weather, these giant frogs had never hibernated since birth.
But the instinct imprinted in their blood urged them, upon sensing the Southern Wilderness’s weather change, to begin preparing for hibernation at once.
Beside the big pond, thickets of brambles and shrubs had already been cleared out.
Frog Tribe mbers erected nurous wooden huts on the little flat ground and gentle slopes by the pond.
This remote, desolate place finally began to resemble a proper tribe.
In the morning, the Frog Tribe Witch stood by the pond, speaking to the nearby chief Huo ng: "The weather is getting colder, so hurry and store food; or else, co winter, with the giant frogs hibernating, our tribespeople will starve."
Huo ng replied: "Don’t worry, Witch; I will lead the warriors to gather all the food we can from the vicinity."
The Witch nodded and asked: "Have there been any updates from the Vine Tribe?"
Huo ng shook his head and said: "We’re too remote here, can’t even catch Wanderers; to locate the Vine Tribe, we probably have to search farther away."
"Then we’ll have to wait until winter passes to search again."
The Witch closed her eyes, feeling the chill in the air: "Haven’t seen snow for many years, almost forgot what it’s like..."
Huo ng said: "We’ll see it this year."
The two stood beside the pond for a mont; afterward, Huo ng led the Frog Tribe warriors and giant frogs into the forest to hunt and gather, storing food for the winter.
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