Chapter 157: You will start missing it after you lose it

Chapter 157: You will start missing it after you lose it

"Divine Child Divine Child"

Han Cheng was making tiles with Hei Wa when suddenly he heard the continuous shouts of "Divine Child."

The voices were filled with anxiety and panic. Han Cheng was startled. When he turned his head to look, he saw several people rushing out from the gate of the surrounding wall. They were running towards him, urgently shouting.

Could it be that those reckless tribesmen have come again?

If that's the case, things could get troublesome. Many people were still working at the quarry.

Thinking this, Han Cheng didn't even have time to drop the clay in his hands. He stood up and turned his head to survey the surroundings quickly. Except for a few birds not far away waiting for small fish to eat, which were startled by the sudden noise and flew away, there were no other changes. He didn't see any outsiders.

Han Cheng's heart settled a bit. He shouted to Hei Wa and the other two people making tiles, "Run!"

Then, without looking back, he sprinted towards the gate of the surrounding wall.

Regardless of what had happened, the first thing was to get inside the wall and close the gate. That was Han Cheng's thought.

Hei Wa and the other two people watched Divine Child running faster than a rabbit. For a moment, they looked at each other in surprise. It was unexpected that Divine Child could run so fast with his two short legs.

After a brief moment of being stunned, they shook off their astonishment and followed Divine Child's footsteps, quickly running towards the tribe's gate.

"Divine Child, Divine Child!"

People running out from the tribe continued to shout as they ran toward Han Cheng. The voices were urgent.

As they approached, Han Cheng recognized the people: it was the Third Senior Brother and a few others.

"What's what's going on?" Han Cheng asked loudly, panting.

"People people!" Third Senior Brother urgently exclaimed.

Upon hearing this, Han Cheng immediately became anxious. It seemed that people from another tribe had indeed come.

He didn't see them, probably because they came from the other two directions of the surrounding wall.

While anxious, he also wanted to scold Third Senior Brother and the others for not bringing weapons when they knew enemies were approaching.

The shaman crouched beside him, occasionally testing his breath with his hand, his face filled with heaviness and helplessness.

Being older, the shaman had seen life and death countless times. Despite being calmer in such situations, he still felt the pain, especially since this person was from their Green Sparrow tribe and much older than him.

The shaman shook his head slightly. Based on his experience, the old primitive man called Fire One by Divine Child was clearly beyond saving.

After making this judgment, he suddenly remembered Divine Child, who had brought countless miracles. He quickly sent someone to find Divine Child, hoping to revive Fire One's life.

The shaman lifted his head, not saying a word but looking expectantly at Divine Child, who was approaching.

Han Cheng quickly reached Fire One, who lay on the ground with tightly closed eyes.

When he lowered his head, Han Cheng saw a flush on Fire One's aged face, covered in sweat, and many heat rashes on the exposed skin.

Han Cheng reached out to check Fire One's breath, and it felt scorching as if the air exhaled from his nostrils was burning.

This seemed like a heatstroke.

Looking at the nearby fire pit, Han Cheng quickly had people carry Fire One to a ventilated area near the cave entrance. He instructed someone to bring a basin of cold water and prepare a bowl of cool boiled water with some salt.

Upon seeing Divine Child's arrival, Eldest Senior Brother and the others didn't stay crouched like the shaman but immediately set about doing tasks. Each of them felt a sense of joy and busily followed Han Cheng's instructions.

Despite Fire One's old age, he had been taking turns with Fire Two daily to ensure the tribe's fire source remained lit. Even though he might not be able to do much now, they were unwilling to let him pass away like this.

Han Cheng had some people step back, open the ventilation, and then unfasten the skins wrapped around Fire One. He used his hands to continuously wipe his body with cool water to lower his temperature. He also had someone administer a bowl of cool boiled water with added salt.

At this moment, they lacked copper. If they had copper, scraping his back with it would likely be more effective, and having a bowl of mung bean soup to drink would also help.

However, they had nothing now, and all Han Cheng could do was this.

Wiping Fire One's body with cool water, Han Cheng couldn't help but sniffle as he looked at the numerous heat rashes on Fire One's body. He felt a bit uneasy.

The presence of the two old primitive men in the Green Sparrow tribe was fragile, and people, including Han Cheng, rarely paid much attention to them.

Now that something had happened, Fire One might not survive. People suddenly realized the significance of their existence, understanding how much the tribe would lose after they were gone.

It was often like this when you possess something, you don't feel its importance but only realize it when you lose it. Things that were previously taken for granted become essential.