This Is My Primitive Tribe
Chapter 135 - 110: 6-Colored Warrior? _2

Chapter 135: Chapter 110: 6-Colored Warrior? _2

The Old Witch usually appeared to be a good-natured person, but that didn’t mean he really had no temper.

If he truly got angry, the consequences could be terrifying.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan said to the Old Witch, "We are here to explore the situation, and now is a good opportunity. Just give them something casually; not only can we replenish water, but we can also ask them about the situation here."

After listening to Jiang Xuan, the Old Witch felt it made sense, especially since Huo Meng mentioned that it hadn’t rained in more than half a year, which was clearly abnormal.

So, the Old Witch suppressed his anger and said, "Then just give them something casually."

Jiang Xuan looked through the stuff they carried and finally took out a pottery bowl, raised it, and said, "Chief Huo Meng, how about we trade this precious pottery bowl for your water?"

Huo Meng carefully examined the bowl and found it to be much better crafted than the pottery in their tribe. He was satisfied and nodded, "Okay."

Jiang Xuan added, "You need to fill our water bottles and water bags and make sure the giant eagle drinks enough too."

"No problem!" Huo Meng readily agreed, as the Frog Tribe had a lake that continuously supplied water.

"Alright, then lead us inside to drink water. Once we’ve finished and filled our water bags, this precious pottery bowl is yours."

Fearing the giant eagle, Huo Meng didn’t want them entering the tribe, so he said, "Bring your water containers here, and I’ll have the Warriors fill them for you."

Jiang Xuan shook his head, "No way. We’re not familiar with each other; what if you poison the water?"

"How could our Frog Tribe do such a thing?" Huo Meng was displeased with Jiang Xuan’s suspicion.

Jiang Xuan continued, "There are only two of us, and so many of you, including you, Chief Huo Meng, as a Six-Color Warrior. Are you really afraid of us entering the tribe to drink water?"

Upon hearing the words "Six-Color Warrior," Huo Meng’s face stiffened. After a moment of consideration, he reluctantly agreed, "As a dignified Six-Color Warrior, would I fear you? If you want to come in and drink, then follow me."

Huo Meng waved his hand, and the Frog Tribe members immediately made way.

Jiang Xuan and the Old Witch remained on the giant eagle’s back, riding it into the Frog Tribe.

The forest where the Frog Tribe was located wasn’t large, but it was a rare oasis in this severely desertified and arid region.

Even though it was winter, the weather here was hot, and there was a water source, so the leaves were still green.

The giant eagle was quite large, but fortunately, the forest wasn’t dense, and the trees were tall, allowing for decent passage.

Upon entering the forest, Jiang Xuan saw many strange frogs.

Some were squatting on the ground, others clinging to trees, and they varied in shape and size.

Among them were some highly poisonous frogs, but upon seeing the giant eagle, they all leaped away.

Huo Meng kept looking back from time to time at the giant eagle and the two people on its back as he walked.

This giant eagle gave him a significant sense of threat, and the two on the eagle’s back didn’t look easily provoked.

But for the sake of the six horizontal patterns on his face, he had to muster up the courage and pretend to be unfazed.

When they reached the lakeside, Jiang Xuan saw many stone houses situated around the forest surrounding the lake.

The walls of these stone houses were made of stone, the roofs of wood and tree bark, and the walls were painted with many totem patterns, quite different from the Southern Wilderness Tribe’s architectural style.

Inside these stone houses, many Frog Tribe members watched them warily, especially fearing the giant eagle. Except for the Warriors, they hid inside the houses, peeking out cautiously, not daring to get close.

As the giant eagle approached the lake shore, various frogs quickly jumped away, in a myriad of colors and sizes, a sight to behold.

Jiang Xuan had never seen so many species of frogs in his life.

The Old Witch also showed great interest, observing these frogs for a while, likely planning to record them on a Beast Skin Scroll in the future.

This lake wasn’t small, with a diameter of about twenty or thirty meters. If it could be filled, it would hold a considerable amount of water.

However, due to prolonged drought and lack of rain, the lake’s water level had dropped repeatedly and was now down to just one-third.

If the drought continued, the water level would drop further, possibly even drying up completely.

Huo Meng led them to the lake’s edge and said, "Alright, you can drink water now."

"Thank you, Chief Huo Meng."

The giant eagle walked to where there was water, then lowered its head and began to drink in large gulps.

After flying for so long, it was very thirsty.

Jiang Xuan and the Old Witch also got off the giant eagle’s back, drank their fill, and then filled all their water bottles and bags, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

In such a hot environment, lack of water was a significant threat. Even though they could endure more than ordinary warriors, they couldn’t go on without drinking water for long periods.

Now with this water, they could last a while longer.

After the giant eagle had its fill, Jiang Xuan walked to the lake shore and handed the pottery bowl to Huo Meng, completing the trade.

Huo Meng inspected the pottery bowl for a while, turning it over several times, before nodding in satisfaction.

This pottery was much better than the worn-out pottery in their tribe.

As a result, Huo Meng found Jiang Xuan much more agreeable.

Huo Meng added, "Do you need food? You can trade pottery for it too."