" With a few more nerves mixed in his happy mood, Lu G prayed while reaching out to Click.

The interface switched and as the medical development project instantly appeared before him, Lu G's heart raced.

"Yes, the third one.

" Originally in the medical section there were only two projects healthcare and wound treatment previously to reduce the likelihood of tribe members wounds getting infected.

Luog chose to upgrade healthcare to level one.

Now beneath these two projects another project had emerged.

Medical care level zero patients receiving adequate care have a 10 increased chance of recovery and a 10 faster recovery rate.

This this is exactly what I need.

Unable to control his excitement.

Lu Gi didn't need to think much.

For someone who had yet to discover any medical talents, he was in dire need of this.

Although it sounded a bit strange, fortunately, many people in the tribe had been infected and fallen ill before.

During their recovery process, this medical project was triggered, and it also allowed Luog to accumulate enough medical points to decisively upgrade it to level one.

One could only say that previous events were a blessing in disguise.

After upgrading medical care, LuG's mood calmed down a lot.

There wasn't much significant progress in other projects.

On the cultural side, self-produced and self-sold goods had indeed earned quite a few points, but unfortunately, no new projects were unlocked, and the points were still far from the 50 he needed to reach level two.

Lu G felt the main reason was that the living environment in this era was too harsh, leaving him little time and energy to engage in cultural matters.

In addition, aside from the initial logging industry and mining industry and construction industry project had also been triggered as he had been working on the city wall recently.

Unfortunately, the points were insufficient.

Industrial points were unexpectedly hard to earn.

The day's events came to a temporary pause, and after traveling so much, he was both tired and sleepy.

His eyelids were about to give in, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep almost instantly.

This sleep lasted until dawn.

Lu G stretched lazily as he crawled out of the tent.

Realizing he had overslept a bit.

The others in the tribe were already hard at work.

He found a spot next to a fire pit, skillfully ladled himself a bowl of hot soup to warm his stomach, and then leisurely organized the tasks he needed to tackle today in his mind.

The most pressing issue was how to accommodate the more than 30 newcomers he had just received.

There were still plenty of empty spots in the tribe camp.

When he had marked out the positions for building defenses, he had considered future population growth and had deliberately left a lot of space.

However, it seemed that the newcomers had not yet arrived.

Given their large number and the many crops they were bringing, their travel speed was obviously slow.

By the time they arrived, it would probably be afternoon, but many tasks had to wait until the people arrived for detailed distribution.

At the same time, it seemed the scouts Xiaoan had sent out had also not returned.

He wondered how they were doing.

Just as Luog was thinking this, one of the scouts returned, looking windb blown and hurriedly running up to Lu G.

Chief, how did the investigation go? Did you find the location of that tribe's camp? As he spoke, Lu G handed the scout a bowl of hot soup, indicating for him to catch his breath and speak slowly.

By the way, in this tribe, he had two titles: chief and leader.

The initial members of the Ming Jing tribe like Lu Yong and Luo Gene called him chief while those who joined later called him leader.

Luji himself was indifferent about this.

As long as communication was effective, it didn't matter if they called him memper.

If it didn't work, it was useless.

After finishing the bowl of hot soup, a bit of color returned to the scouts previously pale cheeks.

Seeing this, Lu OG suddenly worried about whether the scout might catch a cold as the weather was still quite cold and he could imagine his state after spending the night outdoors.

By the way, try this.

Suddenly remembering something, Lu G rummaged through his pockets.

He almost forgot that while the crops he dug up were still behind, he had brought back the two heads of garlic he had in hand.

Chief, what is this? The scout, who had never seen garlic before, looked confused like this.

As he spoke, Lu Gi took out another head of garlic, quickly peeled off the outer skin, and tossed a clove into his mouth, crunching down with gusto.

Although the flavor of this garlic was much weaker due to the season.

How long had it been since he had anything to eat? What was there to be picky about? The scout, seeing this, also followed suit and tossed a clove into his mouth.

However, as someone who had never eaten garlic before, the result was predictable.

The strong taste made the scouts face scrunch up immediately.

Cough, cough, cough.

Chief, this this thing.

Haha.

Lu G couldn't help but laugh at the scouts awkward expression of not being used.

He also didn't forget to remind him swallow it.

It's a good thing that can ward off the cold.

Really? Cough, cough, cough.

Actually, even if Luog hadn't said anything, he wouldn't spit it out.

People in this era were generally not picky about food.

Everyone aimed to fill their stomachs, and as long as it was edible, they wouldn't throw it away.

Maybe it was because of Lu OG's words, but after swallowing that clove, the scout felt a bit warmer in his stomach.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that this thing in his hand was indeed, as the chief said, a good thing.

Chapter 60.

Judgment and advantage.

The scout personally experienced the effects of garlic, and his gaze toward the garlic in his hand clearly changed.

while his mood became a bit conflicted.

Seeing this, Lu G chuckled twice.

That garlic is a reward for your mission.

Really? Thank you, chief.

The scout was overjoyed by this reward.

He imagined himself on a mission, frozen and stiff.

And how nice it would be to throw a clove of garlic into his mouth.

However, before he could finish his thought, Lu G quickly added, "Oh, by the way, just a reminder, don't eat this while on a mission.

" Huh? Why? He had been thinking how great it would be, but in the blink of an eye, the chief reminded him not to eat it while on duty, leaving him a bit confused.

Lu G casually reminded him, not expecting to hit the mark, feeling a mix of amusement and exasperation.

"Just breathe on it and you'll know.

" Following Lu G's words, the scout casually breathed out and immediately turned pale.

"Ugh, that smell.

Got it?" Lu G asked.

"It's too pungent.

" Once he saw the scout had rested enough, Lu G quickly shifted the topic to business.

The scout quickly unfolded the map he carried, pointing to a marked location.

Clearly, when he discovered the location of the opposing tribe, he had already taken the opportunity to mark it on the map.

This position, looking at the spot the scout indicated, Lu G's brows furrowed tighter.

The outskirt to the western woods.

Yes.

The scout nodded.

From the tribe, it would take about half a day's journey.

Given our familiarity with the terrain, we had scouted that area before and there was no tribe station there at the time.

They must have migrated there afterward.

What about their numbers? Did you find that out? Lu G asked.

This location felt somewhat delicate.

To be honest, it already gave a sense of mutual interference.

Although they had just received over 30 newcomers, if it was a small tribe, Lu G had already decided he would forcibly absorb them.

Based on the tents in the camp, there are probably around 40 to 50 people.

The scout paused slightly.