Chapter 473: Chapter 353: Exhausted to the Point of Fainting

The Beastmen infected with the plague saw what was happening and immediately lined up voluntarily, looking excited and whispering to each other.

“Finally, we are saved, even though the potion is somewhat bitter.”

“What’s to fear in bitterness, as they say, bitter medicine cures; as long as it can treat the illness, I’ll drink it no matter how bitter it is.”

“Yes indeed, we no longer have to suffer the torment of this plague, it’s truly wonderful.”

…

The Beastmen spoke, with smiles of relief and survival showing on their faces, and their eyes turned to Luna Sutton, The Golden Silkworm King, and the witch doctor. They heard that the potion was concocted by the three of them, and their gazes were filled with gratitude.

Truly, the Beast God has manifested, The Wolf Tribe is now saved, and the entire Lower Domain of The Beast World Continent is saved too.

At this moment, someone took the lead to shout: “Long live the Beast God Envoy!”

Instantly, a surge of cheers like mountains and seas echoed throughout the quarantine area, rising and falling.

Luna Sutton was startled by the commotion and quickly waved her hand: “No, no, no, the potion was brewed together by everyone, and it was researched by The Golden Silkworm King, please give your thanks to them and the witch doctor…”

Before she finished speaking, The Golden Silkworm King suddenly dashed in front of her, with his golden hair shining in the morning light, his handsome face drawing close: “Luna, isn’t my saliva amazing?”

Corbin Crowley’s face instantly darkened and he coldly pulled The Golden Silkworm King away: “You’re too close to her.”

The Golden Silkworm King struggled to break free, about to get angry, when he suddenly noticed Mael Valerius appearing by his side at some point, looking at him with a stare as if seeing a dead person.

As if to say: If you get any closer, I, the Young Master, won’t mind tearing you apart.

Zeke Veridian, Soren Phoenix, and Malachi Arcanus also looked over with piercing gazes.

Especially Zeke Veridian, with the Wind Blade spinning at his fingertips, seemingly ready to slash at any moment.

The Golden Silkworm King: “…”

He silently retreated two steps, deciding to temporarily concede.

“The effectiveness of the potion is confirmed, the next step is mass production.”

Luna Sutton turned to The Old Shaman, “Please record the recipe and distribute it to various tribes.”

The system’s task requirement is to reach 500 people.

The Wolf Tribe, though large, clearly doesn’t have 500 infected people.

Besides, it’s not only for the task, other tribes need to be saved too.

The Old Shaman understood her intention, nodding repeatedly, his cloudy eyes full of comfort, “Don’t worry, girl, this old man will take care of it right away.”

He didn’t linger around here, quickly returning to his residence.

Using a charcoal pen to write down the potion recipe on hide, halfway through writing, suddenly discovered the key saliva – no, Holy Water – from The Golden Silkworm King was missing.

This is the essential ingredient, without The Golden Silkworm King’s saliva, even if the recipe is sent to the major tribes, it will be useless.

The Old Shaman slapped his forehead and hurriedly ran back to the quarantine area, panting heavily, his robe stained with mud.

He directly found The Golden Silkworm King and brought up this issue.

Luna Sutton, who was observing the distribution of the potion among the Beastmen, naturally heard The Old Shaman’s words, and was momentarily stunned.

Turning her head towards The Golden Silkworm King, he unexpectedly produced a handful of mulberry leaves from somewhere and was eating them with relish.

“Goldie.”

She tugged at the corner of her mouth, “Can your saliva… ah, Holy Water be produced in large quantities?”

The Golden Silkworm King immediately swallowed the mulberry leaves: “My saliva is very precious indeed.”

His peripheral vision glimpsed Corbin Crowley, Zeke Veridian, and Mael Valerius squinting over, and his tone shifted, “But for the salvation of the world, I am willing to sacrifice a bit and produce more.”

Luna Sutton: “…”

She felt that his desire to survive was very strong.

She twitched her mouth, awkwardly expressing her thanks: “Thanks so much then.”

Then discussed with everyone about having Zeke Veridian lead the Beastmen to gather specific types of mulberry leaves designated by The Golden Silkworm King.

It is said that eating these specific types of mulberry leaves can double the effectiveness of his saliva, oh no, Holy Water, and enable mass production.

The Golden Silkworm King finished the mulberry leaves and performed live spitting… oops, Holy Water.

Malachi Arcanus had prepared earthenware pots to catch it, even preparing thirty in one go.

A complete outbreak of the plague swept across the entire Lower Domain of the Beast World Continent, affecting countless small and large tribes.

Sending each tribe an earthenware pot with Holy Water, thirty is really not much.

The Golden Silkworm King: “…”

Looking at the thirty lined-up earthenware pots in front of him, his mouth twitched: “Do you all think my saliva is a spring?”

Soren Phoenix waved the feather fan he had pulled out from who knows where and said gleefully, “Goldie, those capable should do more work! Spit it out, benefit the people, and earn immense virtue! Maybe you’ll get used to it, and later set up a stall at trade shows that specializes in treating hard-to-cure illnesses, earning you fortunes.”

His almond-shaped eyes curved, and the teasing in his tone could drive a person insane.

The Golden Silkworm King’s face instantly darkened like a pot bottom, just about to retort.

Then he saw Corbin Crowley expressionlessly lift an empty ceramic pot, set it down in front of him with a “bang,” and said coolly, “The plague waits for no one. Spit, or I might hang you upside down and shake you, should have the same effect.”

With measured steps, Mael Valerius strolled over, his dark golden eyes scanning the Golden Silkworm King’s throat, though he said nothing, he smiled like a grim reaper.

The Golden Silkworm King instinctively covered his neck, the suffocating feeling from being choked last night seemed to linger.

“Come on, Goldie, you’re the most amazing sacred artifact, the life and death of the Lower Domain of The Beast World Continent rely on your… well, saliva, think of that supreme virtue.”

Luna Sutton said as she casually stuffed a handful of tender mulberry leaves into his hand, “Here, replenish some energy, it’s more efficient to eat and spit simultaneously.”

The Golden Silkworm King: “…”

Looking at the vibrant green mulberry leaves in his hand and then the circle of fierce gods around him, he couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed with sadness.

These days are impossible, he, a distinguished sacred artifact, was reduced to publicly performing saliva spitting.

Resignedly grabbing the mulberry leaves and stuffing them into his mouth, the Golden Silkworm King transformed his grief into appetite and chewed them down hard.

Taking a deep breath, his cheeks puffed out, and he began his saliva-spitting spectacle.

“Glug glug glug…”

Crystal-clear holy water tinged with a faint golden glow gurgled out from the Golden Silkworm King’s mouth, accurately landing into every ceramic pot, with the water level precisely at the pots’ necks.

No more, no less, exactly thirty pots.

Everyone: “…”

Though the Golden Silkworm King’s power isn’t significant, his skill isn’t half bad.

Luna Sutton glanced at the Golden Silkworm King silently, this precision was better than those machines in future generations.

And he hadn’t even drunk any water, it’s a mystery how he could secrete so much saliva.

Seeing everyone’s astonished expressions, the Golden Silkworm King couldn’t help but show some pride, “See, this silkworm is the most awesome silkworm in The Beast World.”

After speaking, his face fell and he slumped weakly on the big rock behind him, “This silkworm is exhausted, will need hibernation for a while, don’t call me if there’s nothing urgent.”

Having said that, he directly closed his eyes, no matter how people called, he remained unwakeable.

Luna Sutton froze momentarily, then reacting said to Malachi Arcanus, “Take the Golden Silkworm King to stay at my Father’s place, it’s quite empty, find any room for him.”

Then she turned to Lyle Sutton beside her, “Father, you have no objections, right?”

Her place had a bunch of Beast Husband cubs, with a large population, couldn’t possibly accommodate, there was no spare room for the Golden Silkworm King.

Arranging him to stay at Father’s place was most suitable.

Father’s blue-brick and tile house was no smaller in area than hers, the courtyard big too, only he and brother lived there.

Lyle Sutton naturally had no objections, nodding immediately, “Luna’s arrangements are right, the Golden Silkworm King saved us, saved the entire Lower Domain of The Beast World Continent, I’m grateful, and will certainly take good care of him.”

Finishing, he asked Malachi Arcanus to quickly send the Golden Silkworm King back there, it’s not good to catch a chill sleeping like this on the ground.

Malachi Arcanus said no more, directly carried the sleeping Golden Silkworm King away, muttering as he walked, “This Golden Silkworm King looks quite large, but carrying him has no weight…”

Soren Phoenix shook the feather fan and leaned closer, “Luna, shouldn’t we head to other tribes to deliver medicine now? And hand them the prescription too, this Clan Leader’s feather robe really fits the role of a Divine Envoy~”

Corbin Crowley looked at him coldly, “You, and Zeke take the Beastman to the mountain to collect herbs.”

“Why me!”

Soren Phoenix looked at Corbin Crowley with dissatisfaction, he was planning to visit all major tribes, taking a look at the situation.

Zeke Veridian spoke coolly, “Because you’re so flashy, easy to attract vultures, better honest and diligently come with me to collect herbs in the mountains.”

Everyone: “…”

Luna Sutton rubbed her forehead, “No more arguing, Zeke, Soren; you two take the Beastmen to keep collecting herbs in the mountains, the more the better. Corbin Crowley stays in the tribe and continues to brew medicine. Valerius is responsible for organizing Beastmen to send the prescription and this holy water to all major tribes, remember to wear masks when you set off, other tribes have more severe outbreaks than here.”

Just as she finished speaking, a system voice suddenly echoed in her mind, “Ding, detected that the number of treated people in The Wolf Tribe has reached 387, please complete the remaining task of treating 113 people soon.”

She paused slightly, surprised at how quickly The Wolf Tribe’s treatment numbers reached 387.

Her gaze instantly turned to the medicine distribution team, finding that there were only a few scattered individuals left, most had already taken the medicine and returned home.

Luna Sutton looked at the remaining few, even with them all taking medicine it wouldn’t reach 500.

It seemed she would have to wait for the circumstances in other tribes.

With these thoughts, she heard Valerius say, “Don’t worry, I’ll handle this, and will remind them to perform sanitation defense measures well to avoid infection.”

She nodded slightly, “Instruct all major tribes must brew medicine according to the prescription, ensuring every patient can drink the medicine.”

Valerius naturally nodded, agreed, said a couple more words, and then turned and walked away.

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