Traveling through the beast world, I used hundreds of billions of materials to raise cubs

"What happened?" The clan leader frowned and walked up to ask.

When the orcs saw the clan leader coming, they all moved out of the way.

I saw the blood-covered eagle lying in the middle. His face was pale due to excessive blood loss, and his brows were tightly knitted in pain. He didn't know whether it was because of the pain or the shame of being injured by the orcs.

There was a deep bite mark on Yingyuan's right arm, and there were also large and small scratches on his exposed upper body, but the scratches were minor, and the shallower scars had stopped bleeding and started to scab.

"Ying Yuan!" Seeing this scene, Lu Mian'er turned pale, distressed and worried, and ran over, half-kneeling beside Ying Yuan.

"What happened? How could Yingyuan be injured so seriously?" The clan leader's expression changed instantly.

Long Mo is the strongest orc in the tribe. He is about to lead a team to the beach to exchange for sea salt, but he was so seriously injured at the critical moment.

"Chief, our hunting team went out to hunt today. It was supposed to be the last day. We wanted to catch more prey in exchange for sea salt. But when we came back, we encountered a pack of wolves. The leader of the pack was a mutant wolf. He cleverly led us away. We

I accidentally fell into the trap..."

The frustrated explanation of the orc who hunted with Ying Yuan.

"Mutated wolf beast?" After hearing the orc's words, the patriarch's expression became solemn.

Hu Jiaojiao also heard the conversation between the two, and searched for memories of the mutated wolf beast in her mind.

The beasts in the beast world have no intelligence, but the mutated beasts will produce wisdom. Once the beasts have wisdom, they will hate the orcs extremely.

They are also beasts, but beasts will become food for beastmen.

The mutated beasts will find ways to take revenge on the orcs. She also read in the book that some powerful mutated beasts can even destroy an entire orc tribe!

Therefore, orcs are very afraid of mutated beasts.

Hu Jiaojiao suddenly thought of the group of wolves in the wilderness. The look in the leader's eyes at that time was indeed different from the other wolves.

But there should be no wild beasts near the tribe. Could it be that the orcs who put the meat on the grassland had already discovered this group of wolves wandering outside the tribe?

Thinking of this, Hu Jiaojiao suddenly felt a chill down her back.

"Quick, get the veterinarian and come here!"

The patriarch's voice brought Hu Jiaojiao back from her thoughts.

"Already called the veterinarian..." Just as the orc replied, he saw an old man with a white beard being carried over by a tiger.

The tiger put the old man on the ground, transformed into a human form, and anxiously dragged the old man forward.

"The vet is here! The vet is here!"

The old man with a white beard followed tremblingly, holding a handful of unknown green plants in his arms. The plants were already dead.

"I, let me... take a look, take a look..."

The white-bearded old man was out of breath. His trembling hands reached for Ying Yuan's wound. He wanted to see how deep the wound was, but he accidentally poked it.

"Hiss..." Yingyuan suddenly turned pale and took a breath of cold air.

The veins on his handsome face popped out and were covered with beads of sweat.

"Ah, no, I'm sorry, I'm old, too old..." The old man with the white beard retracted his hand in embarrassment.

He took a few deep breaths and waited until his breathing gradually stabilized before continuing: "Your wound is too deep. I don't know if it can be cured. I can only try my best."

After saying that, he divided half of the green plant in his hand and put it into his mouth to chew.

"Pooh."

Ten seconds later, the plant that had been chewed into green paste was spat into the palm of his hand. He put his hands together and rubbed the saliva-laced paste a few times.

With a snap sound, they were all applied to Yingyuan's wound.

Ying Yuan's cheek twitched in pain again.

"Yingyuan, are you okay?" Lu Mian'er worriedly held his other arm and reached out to wipe his sweat, "Veterinarian, how is Yingyuan? Can this injury be cured?"

Generally, orcs' injuries can be healed on their own. Only when they encounter injuries that cannot heal on their own will they seek out a veterinarian.

But usually, the inability to heal on its own means that the orc's life is not long.

The white-bearded old man glanced at Yingyuan, then shook his head and sighed.

"Hey, Yingyuan's injury is too deep. It just depends on his luck. If his wound is not rotten in two days, he can still recover. Otherwise, this arm will be considered useless."

Lu Mian'er's innocent little face turned pale.

"Why, how could this happen..."

The patriarch also looked at the old man with a white beard and asked, "Veterinarian, please think of another way to save Yingyuan!"

This is the strongest orc in their tribe. With the loss of Ying Yuan, the tribe has lost a large amount of combat power.

The old man with the white beard still shook his head, indicating that he was helpless.

For a time, the atmosphere in the tribe was gloomy and heavy.

Hu Jiaojiao witnessed the whole process, but she was not too worried. As the male protagonist in the book, Ying Yuan would definitely be able to turn danger into disaster.

After all, he is the author's biological son.

It's impossible for Ying Yuan to commit suicide because he couldn't stand the stimulation. What's more, in the book, he is the main force in exterminating wolves and stray orcs. With the aura of the protagonist, nothing will happen to him.

Hu Jiaojiao was more worried about Long Mo. She didn't know how the injuries on Long Mo's body were and whether they were still bleeding.

If it becomes inflamed and suppurated because it is not treated in time, Long Mo may have to suffer again.

He was injured in order to save himself. If he suffered for this, it would be even harder to get rid of the blame on his head.

Thinking of this, Hu Jiaojiao turned around and walked home.

Ying Yuan is loved by the author's own mother, but her villain is lonely.

Unexpectedly, she had just turned around and hadn't even taken two steps.

Hou Xiaotiao, who was squatting in the crowd of orcs, suddenly saw her and jumped up excitedly and shouted, "Hu Jiaojiao! You are here too, please help a bunch of eagles stay away!"

Hu Jiaojiao stiffened and felt countless pairs of eyes coming towards her.

He greeted Hou Xiaotiao warmly and politely in his heart.

Turning around, he smiled coquettishly at Hou Xiaotiao, "What are you talking about? Even the veterinarian can't do anything. I'm not a veterinarian, and I can't help Yingyuan."

Hou Xiaotiao hurriedly pushed aside the orc next to him, ran to Hu Jiaojiao, lowered his head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it. Can you save Ying Yuan, the one you gave me last time?"

The powder seems to be very effective on wounds..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his index finger and thumb and pinched them together.

"A little bit, just a little bit is fine..."

Their tribe really needs strong orcs.

If Yingyuan hadn't led the team to the beach, the tribe might not have any sea salt available next year.

Then the female will get sick.

Hearing Hou Xiaotiao's words, the clan leader's eyes moved, and his wrinkled face was stained with a glimmer of hope.

"Hu Jiaojiao, do you have a way to cure Ying Yuan?"

The beast god favors Hu Jiaojiao so much, maybe she can really save Yingyuan!

Before Hu Jiaojiao could answer, Hou Xiaotiao nodded crazily from the side.

"Hu Jiaojiao, you...just save Yingyuan." Seeing this, the patriarch lowered his body and looked at Hu Jiaojiao pleadingly.

The book didn't seem to mention that Ying Yuan was injured, and she was beginning to wonder if it was an accident. What if it was the same as Lu Mian'er...

Thinking of this, Hu Jiaojiao reluctantly nodded, "Okay, I'll try but I can't guarantee..."

When they heard this, the two of them looked happy.

Hou Xiaotiao pushed Hu Jiaojiao to the side of Long Mo.

The orcs around her were looking at her with bated breath.

No one noticed that not far away, a pair of golden beast eyes were watching this scene coldly.