Chapter 52 The Curse of the Old God

Author: flying de lazy cat

Chapter 52 The Curse of the Old God

This 'sneeze' gave Zhou Xu an ominous premonition and he rushed out of the tent.

"Where did the sound come from?!"

At this moment, Zhou Xu was not the only one who was nervous. The tribe members outside were looking at the tent not far away with pale faces.

Needless to say, the sneezing sound came from that tent.

"From now on, everyone should stay away from that tent!"

In fact, even if Zhou Xu didn't say anything, the surrounding tribe members also felt shy about the tent.

The tribe member closest to him at that time couldn't help but keep mumbling...

"Curse, he was cursed by the old gods!"

"..."

Obviously, similar things have happened in the past, but these primitive people did not have the concept of cold diseases and simply believed that it was a 'curse' or something like that.

There is a big temperature difference between day and night in spring, and the temperature is even hotter and colder one day, which is the peak season for colds.

Similar symptoms had never occurred before, leading him to mistakenly believe that primitive people had strong resistance and were less susceptible to such diseases.

Now it seems that he was careless.

"Has a situation like this happened before?"

Facing the question, the tribe member nodded hurriedly.

"It has happened. After this happens, many other people in the tribe will often be cursed one by one, or even die!"

The result was much more serious than he expected.

Originally, according to his expectation, the most serious problem would be that influenza broke out in their camp, causing many tribe members to lose the ability to work for a period of time.

After all, it is difficult for modern people to associate colds with the dead.

For the primitive people, I'm afraid it's because they didn't care at all after catching a cold, and they didn't know how to take care of it. In addition, the poor cultivation environment caused the condition to continue to worsen.

In this era, a contagious flu can cause heavy losses to a tribe, or even wipe it out completely.

But now that he is here, this situation will definitely not happen.

Not that he has mastered medical knowledge and treatment skills.

It's because he possesses the ultimate secret that has been passed down by Great China for five thousand years!

Drink more hot water!

This is no joke. People of their generation cannot make a special trip to the hospital if they catch a cold. That would be too troublesome.

If you have cold medicine at home, just make some. If not, just drink hot water to help yourself recover by increasing your body's metabolism.

For so many years, I relied on this trick to survive.

Because breakfast was to be made this morning, the stone stove had already been lit and water had been boiled in the pot. This matter did not require his special instructions for the time being.

However, out of caution, he still had to confirm the patient's condition.

Of course, before going in, he needs one thing, and that's a mask.

But to be honest, they simply don't have the right materials to make them now.

Weaving one out of tree bark can only be said to be self-deception and cannot have any substantial effect.

Considering safety first, there is probably only one material that can be used right now, and that is animal skin.

Although this thing is not very breathable, it can easily cause a person to become hypoxic over time, but people are alive, so why don’t you just come out and take it off before you become deprived of oxygen?

And when it comes to animal skin masks, they have them right now.

That's their sling!

How is the sling made?

To put it bluntly, it is just a piece of treated mouse skin with strong bark ropes threaded on both sides.

As long as the bark ropes on both sides are simply processed, it can be turned into a mask. It doesn't take much time at all.

During this process, Zhou Xu was not idle either, shouting loudly to the surrounding tribe members who were muttering "curses"...

"This is not a curse! This is a cold. On days when people are hot and cold, the temperature difference changes too drastically and the body cannot adapt, causing discomfort! It can be treated!"

Zhou Xu opened his mouth and said a lot, but the tribe members basically understood only two sentences.

One sentence is 'This is not a curse', and the other sentence is 'It can be cured'.

Before the change, although Zhou Xu had the status of the ‘Chosen One’, they might not believe it now that he was ‘cursed’.

But now among this tribe, Zhou Xu has already accumulated enough prestige.

Even if the tribe members still can't understand what the cold in his mouth is, as long as they can trust him and follow his orders, the situation can be stabilized.

While talking, Zhou Xu had already finished the mask.

"You all stay outside and don't come near. I'll go in and confirm the situation."

As soon as Zhou Xu said these words, the surrounding tribe members were in an uproar. Among them, Ye Jinghong stepped forward to stop him.

"Chief, this is too dangerous, let me go."

"You go? Do you know what I want to confirm? How to confirm it?"

The casual rhetorical question left Ye Jinghong speechless. He patted the other party's shoulder. Zhou Xu put on a mask and quickly walked into the tent.

There was so much commotion outside, so the tribe members inside were undoubtedly awake, and they also heard clearly what Zhou Xu was saying outside.

As soon as he saw Zhou Xu come in, he immediately became excited.

"Chief, can I really be saved?"

"It's saved. Don't get too excited. Just lie down."

The other party's cold may be contagious, but since they have already come in, Zhou Xu is not afraid of it.

At this moment, the other person's face was pale, his lips were dry, and there were two lines of clear snot hanging on his nose.

Faced with this appearance, Zhou Xu didn't dislike it and directly reached out to test the temperature of the other person's forehead.

【Fortunately, it’s not too hot.】

"Does your throat feel sore or itchy?"

"No, I just feel dizzy."

After receiving the answer, Zhou Xu nodded, already knowing it in his heart.

"I'll ask someone to bring in a bowl of hot water later. After you drink it, go to bed and rest."

After saying that, Zhou Xu quickly walked out of the tent without waiting for a reply. After taking a few steps away, he quickly took off the mask on his face. This mask was really suffocating.

He took a few breaths of fresh air and then looked at the nervous tribe members around him.

"Don't be afraid, as long as I'm here, you won't die."

It was his mistake before, and it was useless to tell them clearly. He could just tell them that he would not die.

Sure enough, it was much easier than what I said before.

Seeing everyone calm down, Zhou Xu quickly gave instructions.

"In addition to the members who need to go out to perform tasks, I now need someone to stay in the camp and take care of them. Who is willing?"

Although according to his idea, if the other party wears a mask in a standardized manner, it should be able to reduce the possibility of infection to the greatest extent.

But when it comes to saying that he will definitely not be infected, Zhou Xu is not as serious as he said.

In this way, rather than appointing someone himself, he now hopes that someone can take the initiative to stand up.

However, in the eyes of primitive people, this is still the 'curse of the old gods' that frightens them, and hesitation is inevitable.

And at this moment, a figure stood up very simply.

"I believe in the leader, let me do it."

It’s Zhou Chongshan!
Chapter completed!