Chapter 118

I don't know how long Zhang Fan had been dazed, when he heard a 'gurgle~' and Zhang Fan snapped back to his senses with a worried frown. He no longer thought about the Yu pan zhi matter, hurriedly got up, dressed, covered his stomach with his hand, slipped on a pair of slippers, and headed toward the main hall.

Upon entering the main hall, Zhang Fan saw breakfast that had been sitting on the table for who knows how long. Looking closer, he found it unusually abundant, with eggs, cakes, porridge, and soy milk.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help shaking his head, inwardly very disapproving: 'This Ba Ke Er, knowing I eat little, why prepare so much?' Sigh, it looks like after I finish these, I can skip lunch today.

Zhang Fan never imagined he would not only finish this breakfast completely, but still feel unsatisfied! Seeing his suddenly increased appetite, Zhang Fan thought: 'Could it be because last night I was summoned by the Beast God, expending much stamina? That's why my appetite increased?'

Upon thinking this, Zhang Fan felt relieved, then hurried to the kitchen to fry a few big pancakes for himself, and only then, with his full belly, returned to his room. After lying in the room for a while, he suddenly remembered the Yu pan zhi matter! And the medicine matter! This is a new mission given to him by the Beast God!

Having come to his senses, Zhang Fan could no longer lie down; he sat up with a carp's leap, then began to fetch a few clean cloth bags, and packed all the high-grade medicinal herbs from inside the Yu pan zhi into them.

After packing the medicinal herbs, Zhang Fan went to feed the livestock at home, then closed the door and headed toward the chief's house. On the way, he happened to meet Fei Er carrying a large bag of snacks; upon learning they were going to the same place, they decided to travel together.

Along the way, Fei Er was very interested in the cloth bag Zhang Fan was carrying; seeing this, Zhang Fan secretly told him it was a gift from the Beast God. Upon hearing this, Fei Er exclaimed, 'No way!' His expression of great surprise was practically perfected.

Seeing Fei Er about to shout out loud, Zhang Fan immediately covered his mouth with his hand, then whispered in Fei Er's ear the reason.

"Fei Er! You say you! How can you still be so startled! Can't you stay calm! This is a big deal! You can't just shout it out like that! At least we should first go discuss it with Chief Uncle and the others!"

Upon hearing this, Fei Er immediately understood, nodding vigorously to indicate he knew. Seeing this, Zhang Fan released his hand from Fei Er's mouth, then pulled Fei Er along as they ran toward the chief's house.

Arriving at the chief's house, Fei Er immediately ran to knock on the door; before Wei Er could come to open it, he had already clumsily pulled Zhang Fan through the gate and ran toward the main hall.

Upon entering the room, they happened to see Di Er also there; seeing this, Zhang Fan hurriedly went over with Fei Er carrying the cloth bags and sat beside the Wei Er brothers.

The Wei Er and Di Er brothers are both tribal physicians, constantly dealing with medicinal herbs; although Di Er's medical skill is not as good as Wei Er's, because he often travels abroad and is well-informed, he could still tell that the cloth bag Zhang Fan held contained medicinal herbs, and moreover rare herbs not found around the tribe! Even including snow lotus from the northern snowlands!

Although Wei Er's medical skill is better than Di Er's, his expertise in pharmacology is inferior to Di Er's, since Wei Er, due to his status as the chief's consort, cannot go out to travel, and thus cannot match Di Er's broad experience. Nevertheless, even so, Wei Er could still smell that the cloth bag Zhang Fan held contained some precious medicinal herbs.

Zhang Fan saw that when he approached, Wei Er and Di Er had a moment of blankness, then quickly returned to normal; he guessed they had likely seen through him. So he stopped pretending to be crazy and acting mysterious.

"As you can see! This bag contains medicinal herbs! And they are all rare herbs!" Zhang Fan took a step and sat beside Di Er, then casually took out the cloth bag full of medicinal herbs and placed it before everyone.

Upon hearing this, Wei Er and Di Er could not wait to open the bag, take out some medicinal herbs to examine; not looking, one wouldn't know, but upon looking, they were indeed startled! Just by appearance and smell, one could tell these were top-notch high-grade goods!

Di Er held a stalk of thousand-year-old ginseng, his hand trembling slightly, and said to Zhang Fan: 'Child, where did you get these medicinal herbs? I've never seen them before!' After Di Er finished speaking, Wei Er also began to look at Zhang Fan with hopeful eyes.

At this moment, the restless Fei Er suddenly jumped out to give Wei Er and Di Er an answer.

"These medicinal herbs are a gift bestowed by the Beast God!"

This sentence startled Wei Er and Di Er enough to make them gasp! They were so excited they didn't know what to say, merely placing the medicinal herbs in their hands down gently, as if a little force would break them. After a moment, he calmed his emotions, and Wei Er couldn't help but ask.

"Fan Fan, is what Fei Er said true? Is it really like that?"

Zhang Fan listened, did not openly deny, but lightly nodded, then proceeded to recount his dream from last night in detail. However, he deliberately omitted mention of the Yu pan zhi matter, the task the Beast God had spoken of, and the Beast God's amorous history.

He focused on talking about the medicinal herbs and the Beast Tide Month matter. He exaggeratedly said that upon waking up he discovered a pile of medicinal herbs beside him, and after reacting, he immediately brought them over for everyone to study together.

Upon hearing this, Di Er and Wei Er no longer cared about the medicinal herbs, immediately speaking up, telling Fei Er to go fetch the Priest! Fei Er and Zhang Fan were both completely bewildered, not understanding; seeing the solemn expressions of the two elders, they dared not ask.

On the contrary, after Di Er noticed their expressions, he spoke up to answer their doubts.

As it turned out, several months earlier, namely the day before Zhang Fan had the nightmare, the Priest had already divined some omens, and had also subtly hinted at them to the chief and the Wei Er brothers. However, because the Priest's words were overly obscure and hard to understand, everyone guessed for a long time but could not figure out what they meant, and did not take them to heart.

But today, upon hearing Zhang Fan say this, the two recalled what the Priest had said, compared it with Zhang Fan's account of the dream, and then fully understood! That is why they immediately demanded Fei Er fetch the Priest.

Upon hearing Wei Er and Di Er's explanation, Fei Er instantly took off and disappeared. Zhang Fan also suddenly recalled how the Priest had smiled at him that eerie way back then, and had even made him have a nightmare all night!

If it weren't for that nightmare, Ba Ke Er would not have gone to hunt the Exquisite Dragon Beast! If he hadn't gone to hunt the Exquisite Dragon Beast, he wouldn't have been injured; if not injured, there would be no drug trial; if no drug trial, the Beast God would not have cast a spell to let Ba Ke Er's injury heal early!

Thinking this way, it turns out all things are linked in a chain; without the cause there would be no effect—it's literally pulling one thread and moving the whole body! The Beast God truly played an excellent hand!

Poor Beast God, upon knowing Zhang Fan thought of him this way, felt like crying without tears, feeling especially wronged~! After looking for a long time, unable to bear it, he helplessly packed up his bundle and went to the Old Man Under the Moon to seek comfort. But Zhang Fan does not know any of this.

At this moment, he was sitting together with the Wei Er brothers in the room, waiting for the Priest and Fei Er to arrive.

I don't know how long they waited, but Fei Er finally returned, though behind him there was no sign of the Priest. Fei Er came back panting, took the cup of water Zhang Fan handed him, gulped down several mouthfuls, took a slight breath, then began to speak.

"I went to look for Priest Uncle, but Priest Uncle said this matter doesn't need him to intervene, saying these things are gifts from the Beast God to the Divine Envoy! The authority lies entirely in the Divine Envoy's hands."

After saying that, Fei Er gulped down several more mouthfuls of water, then continued: 'Oh! Right! Fan Fan, Priest Uncle said to give this to you, and said you would naturally understand after looking at it!'

After saying that, Fei Er pulled out a thin piece of cloth from his pants pocket and handed it to Zhang Fan.

After receiving the cloth, Zhang Fan opened it and looked—this sight startled him greatly! The cloth was filled with many different kinds of prescriptions, and the medicinal ingredients marked on it were mostly those rare herbs granted by the Beast God! This was not yet the most shocking part!

What shocked him most was that the cloth clearly bore those Beastmen characters he couldn't read, yet he himself recognized every single one of them without omission! Not only did he recognize them, he actually understood the meaning expressed by these characters!? What is going on?

Fei Er saw Zhang Fan's puzzled expression, slapped his forehead, and then remembered he still had something very important to say.

"Fan Fan, it's like this: Priest Uncle said that because you are the Divine Envoy chosen by the Beast God, you have the right to learn our tribe's script, and this matter has already been approved by the Beast God. So, Fan Fan, you can now not only understand the tribe's writing, but also comprehend the Beastmen's innate language! Of course, you still need to learn to read and write the script yourself gradually. But this is already great!"

Fei Er's excited look was as if he himself had learned the script; seeing this, Zhang Fan sincerely felt grateful in his heart for having made a good friend.

Wei Er and Di Er, upon hearing Fei Er's words, were also very happy for Zhang Fan! After all, literacy is not a privilege everyone has! In the Beastmen tribe, writing is a very important presence; in the whole tribe, aside from the ruling authorities, no one is allowed to learn it, no matter how great their contribution to the tribe.

At this moment, Zhang Fan also suddenly recalled the story Ba Ke Er had told him, or rather the legend. That tragic legend concerning the Beast God, writing, and the tribal war.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan's mind somehow suddenly came up with the idea of teaching the tribe's children to write; of course, to avoid suspicion, he merely prepared to teach the children Earth's script, his mother tongue: Now we need to output lines: English.

But for now there are more important things to do, so teaching can only be postponed for the time being.

Next, Zhang Fan classified all the medicinal herbs according to the information recorded on that piece of cloth. After everything was sorted, Zhang Fan and Fei Er began assisting Wei Er and Di Er in making the medicinal ointment.

Because they had the list of medicines provided by the Priest and the complete process for making the finished product, everyone's production was twice as effective with half the effort! Before lunchtime, they had already produced a small batch of finished goods. However, they had not yet been tested in practice, so the efficacy remained unknown.

At noon, while eating, Zhang Fan and the others were all coaxed and tricked by the males of their own household into returning; after the meal, Zhang Fan couldn't help but want to run out again, but before he could even step out the door, he was subdued by Ba Ke Er's martial strength and taken back to his room to nap.