Prime Originator

Chapter 627 - Expressing Gratitude

"I know you all have just recovered, but unless you all want to sleep on the streets, I suggest you all put your backs into it! C'mon, people!" Jorn barked while carrying a giant piece of broken stone.

"We have a lot of work to do!"

At the same time, many clansmen were also moving rubbles of various sizes based on their strength as they cleared out the ruins of the Desolate Crow Clan.

"Did ya hear that? Brother Jorn said to put your backs into it!"

"I don't need your reminder! I've heard it loud and clear!"

"Haa! I ain't planning to sleep on the cold floor tonight!"

"Ouuu—!"

The warriors and clansmen talked and exclaimed in high spirits.

After drinking the blood-mixed Holy Water, not only did the clansmen fully recovered, they even felt invigorated and energetic.

It was like finally being lifted up after taking off all the weights dragging them down.

Needless to say, they were highly motivated to put their bodies to good us.

"Clear the sites quick! Once the first task is done, we need to gather the food and keep an inventory! What can be kept, must be kept! What can't be kept, must be thrown away!" Jorn added after tossing the giant building piece to the side.

"We need to understand how long our food can last us!" Jorn added.

Undoubtedly, the rat carcasses have not only ruined their homes but also spoiled their food reserves!

For a large clan like the Desolate Crow Clan, the importance of food reserves must be stressed. Without food, people will starve to death!

Wars fought for wealth were matters of interest, but wars fought for food were matters of survival! No matter how united the clan was, it will still break apart in the face of hunger!

History has shown this!

Meanwhile, Aria and Leon hovered in the sky while casually watching the busy Desolate Crow Clansmen at work.

"With the mass appearance of frenzied rats sweeping the Wildlands, devastating the plains, and drastically reducing the population, a famine is bound to happen," Leon stated.

"Mm." Aria nodded with brows and continued, "Lilith's Uncle Jorn is right to be concerned about food."

"Many tribes in the Wildlands must be facing the same crisis. Although I do believe the elves' Wood Ability and Crop Cultivation Techniques could resolve their problems."

"If we consider the lifestyle of the beasts and beastmen in the Wildlands, I'm not sure if these meat-lovers will be happy to go vegetarian, though." Leon chuckled at the thought.

Aria giggled in response before she scoffed softly, "They wouldn't have the luxury to be picky."

Sometime later, the two of them descended towards the ground, where Lilith was seen dealing with the aristocrat families.

Just as their feet touched the ground, a commotion immediately broke out as the nearby children flocked over and quickly surrounded them on all sides.

"Divine doctor is here!"

"I found the divine doctor!"

"I found the divine doctor first!"

"No, you didn't! I did!"

"No, I did!"

"Boohoo…"

The children cheered and fought while jumping and skipping around Leon and Aria excitedly before some began crying after losing.

"Where are your manners? Quickly say thank you to the divine doctor for his medicine and benevolence!"

"Ahh…thank you, divine doctor brother!"

"Thank you for saving us, big brother divine doctor!"

The mothers of the children lectured shortly after their arrival before the children followed their instructions and expressed their gratitude obediently to Leon.

"It's fine, it's fine. I was just doing what a doctor should do," Leon waived off his act of grace as a small matter as he smiled wryly.

The children were giving him all sorts of weird names and titles.

"Any doctor can show a small act of kindness to their patients," a normal mother carrying her child shook her head before saying, "However, a doctor who can show his kindness to everyone on the magnitude of an entire clan? I'm afraid there are none besides you."

"You are a noble doctor worthy of our respects. The Desolate Crow Clan owes you a great debt of gratitude that we can never hope to repay. Come, Alicia. Say thank you to the divine doctor," the mother urged the daughter in her arms.

The little girl was shy and hesitant at first before she obediently listened to her mother and said to Leon, "Thank you for saving Alicia, divine doctor!"

"What a cute little girl!"

Aria could not help but reach out her hand and rubbed the little girl's head while Leon simply smiled lightly.

If Aria did not give the little girl a head rub, he would have done so. But since she had done so, there was no need for him to give the cute little girl a head rub as well.

Leon gave the little girl a nod and said warmly, "Alicia is such a good girl. Remember to continue listening to your mama in the future, okay?"

"Okay!"

Alicia answered.

The little girl's mother could not help but smile at this scene, feeling how fortunate it was that her daughter was still alive and healthy.

It was only some time ago that she and her husband feared their daughter would not make it.

Suddenly, a commotion broke out behind her before noticing the other mothers were pulling the children away as a group made their way through the crowd.

Upon identifying the approaching group with a glance, Alicia's mother's expression paled slightly with fear before excusing herself politely.

"We will take our leave first, divine doctor. Once again, thank you for saving us."

"Don't worry about it," Leon responded casually.

Shortly after, he gave a calm glance at the group of aristocrats approaching him before one of them took the initiative to greet, "Well met, divine doctor."

"I am Reuben of the Darkwing family."

"I am…"

One after another, the head of each aristocrat family began introducing themselves to Leon while expressing their deepest gratitude for his benevolence, showering him with praises and tried to get on his good side.

It was clear that they had ulterior motives and hidden intentions.