Listening to the system, she looked at those Beastmen lined up, each one with ashen faces, listless and weak, looking utterly spent.
Inside the cave, there were still many elderly and female tribe members lying down, unable to even stand.
The Wolf Tribe's situation was already considered good—other tribes were in even worse shape.
The detoxification water was limited. If they couldn't find a substitute in time, no one knew how many Beastmen might die.
She was just pondering how to experiment, and what herbs to combine next, when—
Mael Valerius, who had been silently following behind, came over. "Luna, I have an idea."
"What idea?"
Luna lifted her head to look at him.
Mael Valerius's gaze was calm and steady. "Since the detoxification water is effective, we could try searching for similar herbs. Maybe that would help ease the immediate crisis."
"Similar herbs?"
