Chapter 52 52 The Savage Asked For Help
Emily finally stayed here. She hadn't had a good sleep for a long time.
When she woke up on the second day, she felt refreshed and didn't feel tired at all.
However, no matter how good this place was, Emily still wanted to leave, completely ignoring the entreaty of the three girls.
"East or west, home is the best. Our pride can make us bow our heads and work for our food, but if I have to depend on others..."
Emily shut her mouth at this point, but the three girls understood what she meant and her attitude.
"Emily, Allen didn't..."
Natalie wanted to explain to Emily that Allen wasn't as bad as Emily thought, but Emily didn't want to listen to them at all. She just turned around and left.
It made Natalie feel pitiful.
Allen saw everything and thought it was good to have one more employee. Besides, it didn't matter if Emily didn't get involved in his life. Anyway, he was a little busy now, so he needed to have a rest for a while!
"Well, today we will take the crossbow out to see what we can hunt!"
"It's a kind of practice!"
Thinking of this, Allen walked up to the three girls and told them.
"I'm going out to hunt. Please take care of the house for the time being!"
"You can continue to practice the crossbow I gave you before, but there is one thing you must pay attention to!"
Allen said, pointing in a direction from afar.
"There are a lot of traps I set up before. Don't go forward. But if you hear the roar of the animals. It means that the prey has been caught."
After enjoining for a while, Allen left with relief when he saw the three girls nodding repeatedly to show that they knew it.
With the help of the jungle killer skill, he returned to the jungle as if he had returned home.
"The deer's residence seems to be near the East."
Allen found a position and sneaked there. His goal today was a one hundred pounds deer!
"What?"
However, when Allen arrived at the residence of the fat deer, he found that there were not so many fat deer in this area.
Allen didn't even find any living animals.
"What's wrong here? Did someone kill all the fat deer first?"
Allen suddenly had a lot of guesses in his mind.
Among them, the most suspicious one was the previous cannibal.
"It's very possible that they can't eat people, so they just ate animals."
Allen sighed. He felt that he would return to the cabin with nothing. But he noticed a movement in the grass not far away. Then a savage appeared and came face to face with Allen.
The two of them stared at each other as if they didn't understand why the other one was there.
Allen reacted quickly. He took out his crossbow and aimed it at the savage.
But soon, Allen found that the savage was even more excited than him.
When he looked at Allen like Allen was a god. He knelt in front of Allen and said something that Allen didn't understand.
"Ouch!"
Allen didn't know what he was doing.
But when he saw the savage keep kowtowing to him while talking, it was obvious that this savage had no fighting power.
"So, this is a savage from the previous small tribe? The savages who regarded me as a god?"
It suddenly occurred to Allen that the savage in front of him was not a cannibal.
"But even if you dance in front of me, I don't know what you mean!"
Allen saw the savage dancing when the savage saw Allen drop his crossbow. It was really ugly!
"I don't understand!"
Therefore, Allen could only communicate with the savage in sign language because of his weak diplomatic skills.
Then Allen seemed to have figured out something.
"One moment you feel cold, the next you feel hot? And soon you are sweating a lot?"
Allen looked at the savage constantly gesticulating on his body, and Allen finally understood what this savage meant.
"It's a bit like a cold. I wonder if they have a fever or not!"
Allen thought for a while. On this island, a small epidemic of disease was enough to kill these savages who didn't have the medicine.
After thinking for a while, Allen decided to check the situation of the savage who caught a cold in their tribe with this savage.
After all, Allen had the first-aid kit in his hand. He could help the savage.
"I would help them only if there are not many savages getting sick..."
Since Allen had made up his mind, he silently used his created sign language to communicate with the savage.
After a long time, the savage finally understood what Allen meant. The savage was so moved that it almost cried out and kowtowed to Allen!
Looking at the red and swollen forehead of this savage, Allen didn't know if the savage was stupid or smart.
Finally, Allen followed this savage to their camp.
The moment Allen showed up, all the savages who saw Allen stopped their work and came to Allen, kneeling and kowtowing to Allen!
"Ouch! Ouch!"
They were just like the savage Allen had met before, began to gesticulate.
Allen used sign language to keep them quiet.
Seeing the serious look on Allen's face, the savage all shut up as expected.
The savage, who showed Allen the way at first, also came out and pushed the savage around Allen away and took him to a hut.
Before entering the hunt, Allen heard the anguished cries of the savage women and children.
"What?"
Allen walked into the hut and found that the savage women and children didn't seem to have caught a cold.
"There's no sign of a fever. But it's changing from cold to hot. It should be a kind of malaria!"
In the beginning, Allen wondered what was wrong with the savage.
He finally recalled a disease he had heard of, which was called "malaria".
Just like the savage, they feel cold and hot, and sweat at the same time.
"If it's a malaise, then there is nothing to worry about."
Because Allen happened to know how to treat malaria, and he didn't even need to use the first-aid kit.
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