This Is My Primitive Tribe-Chapter 169 - 127 Gou Teng’s Love_3

The Witch of the Frog Tribe looked at Huo Meng and weakly said, "What does the chief want from me?"

Huo Meng said, "Witch, some more giant frogs died today."

The Witch of the Frog Tribe was silent for a moment and said, "I know."

Huo Meng continued, "Witch, perhaps we really should decide on the migration of the tribe. If this drought continues, we won’t last much longer."

The Witch of the Frog Tribe said, "But migration is too dangerous. If something goes wrong on the way, our Frog Tribe is finished."

"Isn’t it better than waiting here to die?"

The Witch of the Frog Tribe’s face stiffened. In truth, he didn’t want to abandon the Divine Lake, to give up the place where the tribe had lived for many years. But he knew that although Huo Meng’s words were hard to hear, they were also the truth.

Ultimately, the Witch of the Frog Tribe said bitterly, "Let’s wait... a few more days. If it still doesn’t rain, we’ll prepare to migrate."

"Then let’s wait a few more days."

Huo Meng left the stone house in disappointment, but he no longer had any hope for the rain.

The drought had lasted so long, if it were going to rain, it would have done so already.

After leaving the Witch’s house, Huo Meng believed that they could no longer rely on the Witch and had to rely on himself.

So, Huo Meng gathered a few of the tribe’s strongest individuals and asked them to start preparing for the migration.

The first thing to prepare was enough weapons, because on the migration path, it’s very difficult to replace damaged weapons in time.

Next was a large amount of food. Although they could hunt on the way, it was an unstable source, and if they journeyed to a desolate area, everyone would go hungry.

Lastly, it was those giant frogs that troubled Huo Meng greatly.

Many giant frogs could not follow the tribe on a long migration because they couldn’t withstand the arid environment or endure long walks under such conditions.

Only some drought-resistant, tenacious giant frogs could accompany the tribe on their long journey and even help in battles.

For example, some ugly but resilient giant frogs, which had very strong vitality and not weak fighting capabilities, some of which were even highly poisonous.

The Frog Tribe frequently used frog poison in both battles and regular hunting.

Because their combat strength wasn’t great, to catch larger prey, they relied on this method.

After much contemplation, Huo Meng, holding a container made from a gourd-like fruit, took a dozen warriors and walked into the Divine Lake.

From those poisonous frogs that couldn’t follow the tribe in migration, they collected a lot of venom, storing it in the container to preserve it for some time.

However, over time, the potency of these toxins would gradually diminish until they became ineffective.

After collecting the venom, Huo Meng let the warriors return first, while he sat alone by the Divine Lake, looking at the pitifully small amount of lake water and the struggling giant frogs.

"The tribe is going to migrate. You who can’t travel far can only stay here. I hope heaven will bring you fortune and a few heavy rains."

After saying these words, Huo Meng felt extremely distressed because he knew that hoping for rain was too unrealistic.

Huo Meng sat for a long time, then got up and walked slowly back to the tribe’s dwelling. By now, the sun was setting, and his tall figure, unlike its usual upright stance, appeared hunched. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

"Forgive me, I really have... no other choice..."

Under the setting sun, Huo Meng’s shadow stretched longer and longer, and a few crystal-clear tears fell onto the scorching ground.

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