Chapter 184 - 186: I Won’t Let Anything Happen to Him

Chapter 184: Chapter 186: I Won’t Let Anything Happen to Him

Even though it happened in the middle of the night, the fact that a tribe’s leader was in trouble was enough to get many people out of bed.

When Su Luoluo got off Xiao Ye’s back, she saw a large crowd gathered in front of Su Yang’s cabin. Lan Ya was standing outside, crying her eyes out, while Su Zhao tried to comfort her.

Su Luoluo glanced at the weeping Lan Ya, realizing she couldn’t count on her. She turned to Su Zhao. "What happened? How did Father suddenly get sick?"

Su Zhao was relatively calm. "I don’t know either. I was sleeping in another room when I heard Mother scream that Father’s forehead was burning up. I rushed over, but before I could even reach the door, Father blasted me away with a whirlwind. He wouldn’t let Mother stay inside either, and then he locked the cabin from within."

Su Luoluo looked at the tightly shut cabin, then walked toward the sniveling Lan Ya with a headache coming on.

’If she weren’t the only one who knew what happened to Su Yang, I wouldn’t be caught dead asking her anything.’

’I hate people who start crying the second something goes wrong.’

’Can crying solve anything?’

’Back in the post-apocalypse, if you wasted time crying, the zombies would have already eaten you.’

Su Zhao was still trying to comfort her. "Mother, don’t worry. Father will be fine, he..."

Su Luoluo took a deep breath and roared at the still-crying woman, "Stop crying! Tell me what’s going on with Father. Does he have a fever?"

Startled by Su Luoluo’s shout, Lan Ya hiccuped and froze on the spot, her crying ceasing.

Seeing Su Luoluo shout at Lan Ya, Su Zhao instantly glared at her. "Su Luoluo, what are you doing? Is that any way to speak to our mother? Father is sick in there, and you’re treating her like this..."

Su Luoluo shot a sharp glance at the clueless Su Zhao. "You shut up too. If you can’t do anything useful, then say less. Father is lying in there sick. She’s the only one who knows what happened, so who else am I supposed to ask?"

At Su Luoluo’s words, Su Zhao fell silent.

Su Luoluo frowned at Lan Ya and said in a low, stern voice, "Have you gone mute? Talk. What was Father’s condition at the time?"

Shouted at again by Su Luoluo, Lan Ya snapped out of it and stammered, "He... his forehead was scalding hot, his breathing was rapid, and he couldn’t stop gasping for air."

Hearing this, Su Luoluo’s expression turned grave. "Did his face turn black?"

Lan Ya shook her head. "No... it was just red. A very, very deep red."

"What kind of deep red?" Lan Ya was speaking incoherently, so Su Luoluo had to guide her to clarify.

"Like a Red Frost Fruit. Yes, as red as a Red Frost Fruit."

A Red Frost Fruit was no ordinary red; a ripe one was like a crimson apple. If what Lan Ya said was true, then Su Yang’s situation was not looking good.

"Now, tell me everything you know. Where did Father go today? How did he suddenly get sick tonight?"

With Su Luoluo taking charge, Lan Ya’s thoughts gradually became clearer. "He didn’t do anything this morning, just walked around the tribe. At noon, he stayed in the cabin. In the evening, he left the tribe, saying he had to see the ashes for himself, or else he wouldn’t be able to face the deceased tribe members."

"You’re saying he went to where Ah Dong and Ah Xi’s ashes were?"

Lan Ya nodded. "Yes. Could it be related to that?"

"Did he touch the ashes? Or did he bring them all back?"

"That... I don’t know."

Hearing this, Su Luoluo formed a rough hypothesis. Su Yang was a man who valued loyalty and relationships. Though he had agreed with her decision to cremate the bodies that day, he likely still felt guilty, which was why he went there himself.

Su Luoluo thought for a moment, then said to Xiao Ye, who was beside her, "Go check if there are any ashes placed at the Holy Fire."

Xiao Ye nodded and teleported away. He returned a moment later. "Didn’t see any."

’It seems Su Yang kept his senses about him,’ she thought, then started walking forward.

Seeing her about to enter the cabin, Xiao Ye quickly grabbed her hand. "Where are you going?"

Su Luoluo said, "I’m going in to take a look."

Xiao Ye held her back, not letting go. "No. If the leader really has the plague, it’s too dangerous. I won’t let you go in."

Su Luoluo glanced back at him. "I’ll be fine."

Xiao Ye didn’t release her, his sharp gaze landing on Su Zhao. "Your father is sick. Why are you just standing there gawking instead of finding the Witch Doctor? Are you really going to let your sister, a woman, go in there?"

Su Zhao looked ashamed. He moved his lips, about to speak, when Bai Meng spoke up from the side. "It’s not Su Zhao’s fault. It’s probably impossible to get the Witch Doctor right now. My father and the others... they couldn’t get him in time either. Besides, on my way back to the city-state, I saw many people looking for a witch doctor to treat illnesses."

Su Luoluo nodded. "That’s what I figured. The Witch Doctor is probably overwhelmed, and it would be too late by the time he got here."

Xiao Ye still didn’t let go. "But you’re not a Witch Doctor. If you really have to check, I’ll go in your place."

Su Luoluo smiled. "Don’t worry so much. You forgot I have both the Wood Element and Water Element superpowers. With these two, it shouldn’t be a huge problem for now. Besides, I just asked Mother. She said Father’s face only turned red, not black. He probably isn’t that severely ill."

"But you’re carrying a child."

Even with her Wood and Water Element superpowers, Su Luoluo wasn’t entirely confident. The main issue was that neither power was at a very high level, especially her Wood Element Ability, which was part of the Healing System. It was only at Level 2.

But if she didn’t go, she wouldn’t be able to rest easy.

’I’m the only one here who can save Su Yang.’

Just then, Luan Ting stepped out from the crowd and said to Su Luoluo, "Then check on him through the wooden door. Can’t your Wood Element vines extend inside anytime?"

Hearing this, Xiao Ye glared at Luan Ting. "What kind of terrible idea are you giving her!"

For once, Luan Ting’s expression was anything but gentle as he looked at Xiao Ye. "Do you have a better idea? The man lying in there is her father!"

Xiao Ye fell silent. Luan Ting was right. Su Yang was Su Luoluo’s father.

’Worst case scenario,’ he thought, ’if something really happens to Su Luoluo, I’ll just fight my way into Wuyang Forest, take her with me, and find a Fire Lotus Fruit. I’ve heard the Fire Lotus Fruit can cure any poison.’

Fu Feng, Mo Xuan, Xi Yi, and Nantu listened to the conversation without stepping in to stop her. At this moment, they could only let Su Luoluo make her own decision. Worst case, they would just go find an antidote for her.

Su Luoluo nodded. She had been thinking the same thing as Luan Ting.

’I can use the vines from my Wood Element to check on Su Yang’s condition and use my Water Element’s purification to help detoxify myself. I probably won’t get infected.’

She stood outside the cabin door. With a single thought, a green plant sprouted from her palm. It slowly extended slender tendrils that crept in through the door and, a moment later, reached Su Yang’s face.

The plant’s tendrils were connected to Su Luoluo’s sense of touch. She could feel that Su Yang’s face was hot enough to cook an egg. His breathing was somewhat irregular, but his heart and lungs were still functioning normally.

She tried using the Wood Element tendrils to lower his temperature a bit and then used her Water Element’s purification to perform some heat dissipation. After a while, his temperature dropped considerably, and his breathing became much more regular.

’This is only a temporary solution, but it’s much better than before. At least there won’t be any problems in the short term.’

After finishing the treatment, she retracted the vines.

Seeing Su Luoluo retract the vines, Lan Ya looked at her with trembling eyes, as if grasping at a final lifeline. "Su Luoluo, do you think... your father... will he...?"

Even though Lan Ya usually disliked Su Luoluo, at this moment, she looked at her pleadingly, searching for an answer.

"No. Father will be fine," Su Luoluo said, her gaze firm.

’Since I transmigrated here, Su Yang wasn’t very good to me at first, but he never let me go without food or clothing. As we got closer, he treated me even better.’

’I won’t let Su Yang die like this.’

’Besides, I have a new idea.’