Chapter 41 40: Rubbing Salt into the Wound

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Zulu carried three cubs in his arms as he came back from a walk outside. Everyone who saw the cubs in his arms couldn't help but feel envious and affectionate, especially the fattest one, Frost, who was loved by everyone and brightened every place just like a blooming flower. When he saw that Sally had already gotten up, Zulu said with a smile, "I've already told some familiar members of the Rabbit Clan and the Rat Clan that in six days, we'll be hosting a meal at the Beast God Temple to hold a full-month celebration for the kids, and so far no one has said they won't come." Sally blinked, her mind still on the news of Rona's assault. "What's wrong?" Zulu asked. "Ah? Oh, just do as you said," Sally walked over and looked at the three sleeping cubs in his arms, "Have you heard about Rona's situation?" "I haven't paid attention." Zulu responded with an uninterested look. Aima took out a small blanket to air it and upon seeing Zulu return, she hurried over in three large strides to take the cubs, "I was just about to go out and look for you. It's time for their meal." "Okay." Zulu handed the three little fur balls to Aima. Aima cheerfully carried them away. "She really loves the children, not bothered by them at all," Sally commented with a smile. Zulu nodded, "She's a good person." Robby felt a little superfluous watching the two of them, "Well, I'm going to make boots. I just took another order for twenty pairs today." Sally said, "Wait. If you can't handle it yourself, you can hire others to do it. You don't have to do it all alone." Robby thought for a moment, "That's true, there are quite a few males who aren't good at hunting like me." Sally nodded, "You could look for them, set up a factory, arrange assembly line work. You could make more of the general sizes of leather boots and sell them to other tribes. That way, the business could grow." Robby's eyes sparkled with excitement, "That seems like a good idea." "It is a very good idea. I'll draft a workflow chart for you later; you'll understand once you see it." Sally had realized how backward the Western District was and the great potential for development after seeing Rona's dress. It was just unfortunate that she was bound to the Offspring System; if it were the Entrepreneurship System, this place would be a gold mine. "Alright, I'll go make the boots first. You get the chart ready for me." "Go ahead," Sally nodded. Zulu watched her with an amused look in his eyes, "Have you ever been to the Eastern District?" "The Eastern District?" Sally shook her head, "No, I haven't been." "Some of the factories and workshops in the Eastern District are exactly what you just described." "You heard that from your Peng Clan friend in the Eastern District?" "...Yes." "I'll grab something to eat and then head over to Ashley's, come with me. Rona was targeted because she was alone." "I wouldn't agree to you going alone anyway. It's a good chance to also talk about borrowing the Beast God Temple for the feast with the Witch Clan." "Okay." ... Grom came out of the birthing chamber with a serious expression. The Clan Leader's wife was anxiously waiting outside, "How is it? Rona is alright, isn't she?" Grom sighed and said regretfully, "She's been spared, but the womb lining has peeled off; she can't bear children anymore." The Clan Leader's wife's vision darkened, and she fainted. Grom ordered someone to help the Clan Leader's wife to a guest room to rest. Ashley also came out of the birthing room, her face clouded with gravity. "She's awake and crying nonstop." "Sometimes being too conspicuous can bring trouble." At the celebration yesterday, Rona was wearing a beautiful dress, fluttering around the banquet like a butterfly, attracting too much attention. Sally and Zulu arrived. When Grom saw them, his expression softened slightly, "You've come." Zulu said, "There's a little matter for which we need the Witch Clan's help." "It's no trouble, no trouble at all, come, let's go outside for a cup of tea. I've just made a new kind of tea, and I need your help to taste it," Grom said with a smile. Zulu grinned, "My honor." Sally stayed behind to talk with Ashley. Ashley glanced at the childbirth room, "Rona is in there." "Her? In the childbirth room?" Sally was surprised. Ashley nodded, "Her womb is gone. That Wandering Beastman had barbs, and he tore her womb to shreds." "Oh my God! How much must she have suffered?" Sally's eyes widened in shock. "Exactly. Rat Clan females are frail to begin with, and Rona was one of the stronger ones. If not for that, she would have died last night, she wouldn't have made it until the patrol team arrived. Do you want to go in and see her?" "I'd better not. With her in this state, the last thing she needs is emotional excitement." "Yes, it's better you don't go in." Though she did not enter, Sally still opened the System Map to check Rona's condition. At that moment, someone else arrived. Sally looked over and saw it was Galian Walto. She hurried over, but upon seeing Sally, a quick flash of regretful hatred swept through the depths of her eyes. With the System Map open, Sally precisely captured her abnormality... her pupils shrank slightly, but her face remained unchanged. "Where is Sister Rona?" Galian asked, her face full of concern. Ashley said, "She's in the childbirth room. You're on good terms with her, try to console her, but don't agitate her." "I know." "Go ahead." Galian entered the childbirth room. Rona's voice was hoarse from crying. Hearing footsteps, she looked over and, seeing Galian, restrained her crying, "Why have you come? Are you here to laugh at me?" Galian knelt beside the bed, her face full of pity, and even began to cry, "No matter what, you're still better off than me. I'm a female from the Female Cave; what kind of brute haven't I seen? Being a lower Fertility Strength, they abused me for their amusement, you can't imagine how cruelly." Rona's emotions somewhat stabilized, "Perhaps in the future, I might have to keep you company. Without a womb, I'm worse off than a female with lower Fertility Strength." "How could that be? Your father is the Rat Clan Leader; he'll protect you no matter what." "He won't. I know my father; he dotes on me because I'm profitable. If I'm no longer valuable, he'll abandon me outright. Besides, he's been having the Witch Clan help him look for females with good Fertility Strength, wanting to remarry." Speaking of good Fertility Strength, Sally Millet is here too, talking with Ashley. She has a look of pride on her face, as if she were pregnant again." "What? She's pregnant again!" Rona suddenly became emotionally agitated. Galian was just guessing blindly; she didn't actually know if Sally was truly pregnant. Streams of blood began to flow down Rona's legs... Seeing this, Galian was terrified and hastily shouted outside, "Ashley, come quick—" Ashley frowned, "I'll go in and check." Sally said, "Should I go too?" "Better not, have my grandmother come over." Ashley knew how jealous Rona was of Sally, and if Sally entered, Rona might jump right out of the bed, which was unthinkable. Sally had actually been monitoring the two in the childbirth room using the System Map the entire time and knew it was Galian who had poked Rona's sore spot. It was like rubbing salt into her freshly torn wound, viciously tormenting her.

Chapter 41 40: Rubbing Salt into the Wound

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