Chapter 274: Poison Root or Taro

Both of their faces were very solemn; the Beastman Warrior didn't dare delay, and immediately nodded and went into the cave to report.

Shortly after, he came out jogging: "The Shaman says you may enter."

The two exchanged a glance, thanked the Beastman Warrior, and then went straight into the cave.

At this moment, the Shaman and the Chief were still sitting in their previous spots, seeing the two walk into the cave they also felt puzzled: "Why have you come back again?"

Yuan Lang glanced at Wu Yue; Wu Yue stepped forward and handed the taro she had just given Yuan Lang to the Shaman's hand: "Shaman, take a look at this."

I thought the Shaman wouldn't recognize it, but instead he frowned and looked at the taro in Wu Yue's hand: "Poison Root? How did you bring this back to the tribe?"

Poison Root?

Wu Yue and Yuan Lang exchanged a glance; it seemed the Shaman knew this thing.

Wu Yue put the taro in her hand on the ground and then said: "Shaman, this taro is why Yuan Lang and I came to see you and the Chief; it's a new thing we discovered during the last communal gathering."

The Shaman's face instantly darkened: "Nonsense, this is Poison Root; how could I not know? The juice of Poison Root on the skin produces countless red bumps, causing unbearable pain and itch."

"How can you say it's food?"

Seeing the Shaman angry, the Chief immediately frowned at the two outstanding young tribe members: "You don't know how dangerous Poison Root is; before, a tribesman saw a wild boar eating Poison Root, dug up two, and brought them back."

After eating it, they couldn't even breathe, their throats felt as if something were choking them; if it weren't for the Shaman using his shamanic power to save them even after a breakthrough, they'd probably have died.

The two's faces were solemn, not feigning, but Wu Yue knew why they had those symptoms.

Wu Yue then looked at Yuan Lang beside her and said: "Actually, this taro, Yuan Lang and I have eaten it many times already, and we haven't had the symptoms you mentioned."

Seeing their doubtful eyes, she laughed: "When Yuan Lang and I eat it, we roast it with a fire starter or boil it in boiling water.

But the last time we applied the juice of raw taro to a few Gathering Team Captains, that was indeed poisonous."

Wu Yue's words made the two elderly tribe bigwigs roll their eyes in unison.

"Although we already knew it was you two brats who did it, but now that you say it outright, are we not going to punish you? Or are we not going to punish you?"

The two, already having an answer in mind, simply pretended that a gust of wind had just blown, so they didn't hear clearly what the two had said.

With bright eyes, they looked at the two and said: "You really ate it?"

Yuan Lang and Wu Yue nodded in unison: "We really ate it."

Seeing that the Shaman's cave still had a small fire pit lit, Wu Yue took a perfect taro from her woven bag and threw it in: "This taro cooks quickly; soon the Shaman and the Chief will know."

The two bigwigs nodded, then began asking the two about when they first discovered the taro; after confirming that the taro from the two places they mentioned was the same, they began to anticipate the little thing in the fire pit.

After a while, a genuine fresh fragrance emanated from the fire pit; the taste was quite peculiar, yet it made people unable to help swallowing saliva.

Such manual labor Wu Yue naturally wouldn't do; she gave Yuan Lang a look: "Go on, brother, it's your time to perform."

Yuan Lang looked at her amusingly; for such a simple matter of fetching taro, what performance could there be? The little female, afraid of burns, just spoke up directly.