Section 5, I can save you

A hint of bitterness spread across the tip of the tongue, and a numbness immediately permeated the mouth. The amount of medicinal liquid tasted was not much; Tian Hao precisely controlled the quantity, which was sufficient for him to determine the specific effects of the ingredients in this bowl of medicine

During the time that you, Big Brother and Second Brother, are out hunting, Pingjun comes over every night. According to the rules set by the leader and the priest, everyone should receive a share of the meat. However, for four days now, neither Amei nor I have received a single piece of meat

Tianfeng and Tiankuang simultaneously displayed an extremely shocking expression

In the face of harsh survival, familial and friendly bonds are as transparent as air

The northern barbarians have never been recorded in the annals of civilized history, and this icy, desolate land is infinitely unfamiliar to Tian Hao. Fortunately, the chosen host possesses a healthy constitution; although he is considered a weakling among his kind, he is not without the potential for change

Ping Jun is the leader among ten people, and he has the final say on how the food is distributed. Even if this matter were to escalate to the leader, it would be of no use. He must have arranged for witnesses beforehand to act this way. Moreover, with you, the elder brother and second brother, not at home, it is just me and A Mei. Even if the matter were to come to light, I estimate that not many would believe us, and they would think that A Mei and I are deliberately causing trouble to try to deceive Ping Jun into giving us more meat

He unexpectedly sent a bowl of anesthetic

The pale and weary skin of Tianfeng's face twitched slightly, with the muscles of his lips contracting and expanding only minimally. The stubborn tilt of his neck showed no signs of change, yet the Adam's apple, moving up and down with the act of swallowing saliva, betrayed his current state of mind, caught in a fierce clash between hunger and reason

Tian Kuang pressed down hard on his stomach, which could slightly reduce the temptation of the meaty aroma to his hungry body. Saliva dripped continuously from the corner of his mouth as he hurriedly urged, "Elder brother, you must eat! The more you eat, the faster you will recover. If you finish this pot of meat, you will definitely get better."

The rough-tempered Tian Kuang furrowed his brows, raised his hand to point at Tian Hao, and shouted, "Are you cursing my brother to death? Do you believe that I..."

Tian Hao let out a sigh to himself: the medical skills of this era are truly too backward. The old priest's actions clearly indicate that he is at his wit's end. The only thing he can do is to minimize the suffering of the injured, allowing Tian Feng to pass away peacefully in a comfortable sleep.

"Lao San, where is the meat? I didn't see it when I came back"

An anesthetic that has a strong suppressive effect on neural reflexes. In the words of the civilized era, it is an improved version of "Mafu San".

Tian Shuang was stunned, and the bowl of soup in her hand nearly slipped and fell.

The integration with the host body requires time and a substantial amount of nutrients. The civilization was destroyed too early, and genetic fusion largely remains in the theoretical stage. If it were not absolutely necessary, the base would not have converted all its members into genetic forms at the last moment and stored them in cultivation pods. Regarding fusion, Tianhao has no prior experiences to draw upon, nor are there any examples that can serve as references.

Lowering his head once more, Tian Hao's dark eyes shimmered with a convincing glimmer from deep within: "Therefore, elder brother, you must live. Because you, like Ping Jun, are both leaders among ten."

Three people simultaneously focused their attention on him

In the Rock Fortress, only strong men are qualified to obtain food. Disability caused by amputations is, in a sense, equivalent to death. This is because the injured lack the ability to move, cannot farm, and cannot even think about hunting, requiring care from others. No village will adopt disabled villagers

The first fusion point is easily generated. On the two choice lines of "physical fitness" and "brain," Tianhao cautiously invested in the "brain".

The village is short on grain. Previously, when we were outside, you all heard the leader mention that he instructed the shaman to take the women to the southern village to exchange for food. Regardless of whether this plan succeeds or not, the situation we face is already very perilous. If one day Pingjun leads a group of people to burst in and slaughters us one by one, I would not be surprised at all

"A wild boar with tusks? You actually managed to deal with such a beast?"

In my memory, the third brother is a person of a gentle temperament, who is usually silent and appears to be quite timid. He has never confronted me directly like he did today, especially those eyes that are usually submissive, which have never emitted such a chilling gaze as they do now

Tian Hao reached out to move the bowl of medicine that was placed on the floor to the side. He controlled the strength of his arm, making very careful and minimal movements. It appeared as though he was intentionally shifting the bowl to avoid interfering with Tian Shuang as she fed soup to Tian Feng, thereby providing her with ample space.

As long as this nominal "brother" Tianfeng is alive, I have time to catch my breath

Tian Hao suddenly turned around, his eyes revealing an extremely fierce cold light: "Be patient, let me finish speaking."

Tian Hao walked to a position very close to the top of Tian Feng, sat cross-legged, and leaned forward. The firewood blazed fiercely in the fire pit, and Tian Hao stared at his elder brother Tian Feng's arm, which had swollen and turned black: "Brother, do you intend to commit suicide to leave the food for us"

The flickering flames cast a sorrowful and helpless expression on Tianfeng's face, and he let out a long sigh

In the unique group of northern barbarians, the "priest" is equivalent to a wizard, also akin to a shaman, and can even be understood as a combination of the three. They are responsible for daily sacrifices, communication with deities, and the health of the tribe members. Their status and functions overlap significantly with those of doctors in civilized times

The fierce sky suddenly froze in place

He only knows that integration is evolution, which requires gradual and continuous accumulation

Those who are chosen to become heirs at the final moments of the civilized world, and who qualify to enter the incubation chamber in a dormant state in cellular form, have undergone exceptionally rigorous selection. They must be powerful warriors, possessing extensive knowledge, mastery of the art of stalemate, and meticulous logical thinking. In the words of that already destroyed era, they are the true "human elites"

I can restore your hand, and I can also heal the wound on your chest. " Tianhao emphasized his tone, and his voice became clearer.

As he spoke, he unfastened his leather robe, took out several pieces of hard frozen meat from his pocket, and placed them on the wooden floor of the cabin, resembling oddly colored stones.

That is a little pig. I hide the meat outside and bring back a few pieces each time, so it won't be discovered by anyone

Tian Hao speaks at a moderate pace, with clear articulation and logical coherence. He carefully adheres to the various habits of the host, making slight adjustments due to environmental changes at appropriate times

Tianfeng's injuries are very severe, and the most urgent matter at hand is to eliminate bacteria and reduce inflammation. Fortunately, it is currently winter; if it were the hot summer, he would not have been able to survive until now and would have already died on the road.

Severely injured, Tianfeng was tormented by excruciating pain, yet he did not lose his composure. He gritted his teeth against the agony, inhaling sharply, and with a shrewd gaze, he scanned Tianhao and Tianshuang, asking in confusion: "Four days? How have you managed to hold on until now?"

Tian Hao was searching through the host's brain for previous memories: "In the bags used for storing grain in autumn, a small handful of chaff could be shaken out. Amei was so hungry that she couldn't bear it any longer; she kept pulling out her own hair to eat, and there were lice as well. Her nails had also been gnawed at quite severely. I boiled the leftover bones from before, but there wasn't much fat. Fortunately, I hunted a wild boar yesterday, which allowed me to hold on until you all returned today"

This is the conclusion he reached after thinking all night yesterday

Tian Feng's expression clearly stiffened. He slowly opened his eyes, turned his head with great difficulty, and gazed at the "younger brother" sitting in front of him with an extremely complex look.

Silence was restored in the room

"Help ... ... help me?" Tianfeng gritted his teeth against the pain from his wound, looking at him in confusion, clearly not understanding the meaning of this sentence

The flames flickering and rising in the earthen stove beside cast a fleeting calmness in Tian Hao's eyes: "Elder brother, I can save you"

He urgently needs to acquire more intelligence about this world. A powerful and sharp mental response and processing ability is far more useful in unfamiliar environments than a strong physique

Tian Shuang was greatly frightened; she sat there trembling and suddenly cried out, "Big brother, please don't die. I won't eat anymore, I... I am not hungry at all."

The ferocious and wild-eyed man had slightly reddened eyes, panting heavily, gritting his teeth, and exuding an aura reminiscent of a frenzied beast. This made him involuntarily feel a chill throughout his body, causing even his fingers to begin trembling

Shut up!

If there is anyone in the village who can save Tianfeng, it can only be the old priest Wu Xing, and there is no second person.

The muscles on his arms bulged as Tian Kuang paused for a moment, a look of anger spreading across his face like an explosion. His straightforward and simplistic understanding led him to a direct solution: "That bastard Ping Jun, I want to kill him"

No one noticed Tian Hao dipping his middle finger into the medicine bowl, quickly dipping the tip into the black liquid, then putting it into his mouth and swiftly sucking on it

Tian Hao subtly furrowed his brow

"I am afraid it will not be good anymore." The severe pain from his shoulder and chest made Tianfeng find it very difficult to speak: "Kill me! Do not let this matter be known, let’s keep it hidden for a few more days. You all stay at home, do not go anywhere, eat as much as you can, the more you eat, the stronger you will grow. If Pingjun comes again, Tiankuang will go out to handle it, just find any excuse to drive him away. Tianhao and Tianshuang, you should eat more... three days, or four days, until the leader and the shaman arrive. If Pingjun comes again, Tiankuang will go out to handle it, just find any excuse to drive him away. Tianhao and Tianshuang, you should eat more... three days, or four days, until the leader and the shaman arrive. By then, even if we deliberately conceal my death, considering how much you have eaten, they will not be too harsh on you. After all, the village needs people, and if you are full, you will not have to share the food of others."

Tianfeng drank a little less than half a bowl of meat soup and then stopped opening his mouth. He turned his head to one side, closed his eyes, and avoided the wooden spoon that Tianshuang brought to his lips to serve him soup