bullyxtreme Chapter 153 Comparing Body Sizes
Chapter 153 Comparing Body Sizes
“I’ve always been here, Chi.” Jiang Luoluo, who hadn’t been noticed by Chi because of her small size, stood up and patted her clothes while sitting on the steps of the wooden platform.
"Are you very sad?" Jiang Luoluo walked to Chi's side and took Chi's fingers.
The cub's warm, tiny palms brought a touch of warmth to Chi's slightly chilly fingertips.
After a moment of silence, Chi Cai finally spoke with a sigh, "I'm used to it, Luo... I'm used to it."
That was an expression rarely seen on Chi, and it made Jiang Luoluo feel a little sad. Chi was so powerful, yet he would never have the chance to unleash his full potential.
They could only spend each day in mediocrity within the tribe.
Some people might think this kind of life is great, but Chi is definitely not one of them. She yearns for a bigger world and more adventures.
She is an orc warrior, and an orc hero.
Jiang Luoluo felt somewhat guilty because she had never considered Chi's feelings before and had taken Chi's strength for granted.
It wasn't until she thought of making glasses for her brothers and friends that she thought of Akane.
Strong people never cry out in pain, but that's no reason to ignore them.
Jiang Luoluo gently took Chi's hand and told him about her request to have a pair of glasses made for Chi.
"Don't be sad, Chi. With glasses, you'll be able to see things clearly."
Jiang Luoluo was quite certain that the glasses would be useful for Chi, because Chi could only see distant objects clearly; if an object was placed a few centimeters away from her eyes, she could still make out its general shape.
For example, if a stone knife is placed a meter away, Chi can only see it as a long, blurry shape. But if it is placed a few centimeters away from her eyes, she can see that it is a stone knife.
Of course, the details are still not clear, but it's at least better than being completely blind.
For some reason, the people in the tribe seemed to have a strange sense of trust in Jiang Luoluo.
If an ordinary person heard Jiang Luoluo say this, they would definitely think that Jiang Luoluo was lying to comfort her, but Chi's eyes lit up immediately after hearing this, showing that she believed Jiang Luoluo's words without a doubt.
If Jiang Luoluo says it can be done, then it definitely can be done!
Jiang Luoluo didn't know whether she should be happy about Chi's level of trust in her, but she silently remembered that she definitely couldn't be by Chi's side next time she was talking nonsense.
Ge will remember every single word, while Chi... will believe everything without missing a single word.
Jiang Luoluo happened to have two transparent lenses on hand, so she asked Chi to place one of the lenses with a higher magnification in front of one eye and close the other eye.
Chi obeyed and did as instructed.
The world, though not entirely clear, appeared before Akane's eyes, but it was so much better than before when it was blurry and he could only see shadows.
Chi raised her palm, and through the transparent lens, she could see all sorts of scars, big and small. If she got injured again, she wouldn't have to feel around for the wound to treat it; she could see it directly like this.
And Luo… Chi hurriedly looked up to look at the cub opposite him.
Then he froze on the spot, his expression a mixture of laughter and tears, "So... Luo, this is what you look like..."
Jiang Luoluo was a little flustered, not understanding why Chi was acting this way, when she heard Chi continue speaking.
"You look... way too weak..."
Huh? Jiang Luoluo was stunned.
"I will protect you from now on! Luo! I swear!" Chi hugged Jiang Luoluo tightly.
Jiang Luoluo then realized that Chi was sad because Jiang Luoluo wasn't as...strong as she had imagined?
In Chi's eyes, because she couldn't see what the cub Luo looked like, she could only imagine it herself. The more powerful Jiang Luoluo did, the stronger and more mighty the cub Luo appeared in Chi's imagination.
It wasn't until she saw the cub Luo with her own eyes that she realized her imagination had completely collapsed—similar to the Rolls-Royce Phantom in her imagination, but in reality, it was a Wuling Hongguang Mini.
No, what image do I have in your eyes?! Jiang Luoluo opened her mouth, not knowing how to express herself.
Isn't what makes you sad a little ridiculous?!
And! She's only six years old...maybe seven? She's still a child! What do you expect her to look like?!
Jiang Luoluo was impacted.
After Jiang Luoluo finished speaking with a slightly angry tone, Chi looked up, somewhat bewildered...
"What should a normal 7-year-old look like?"
Chi's eyes have been like this since she was a child. She has never seen what her peers look like since she was a child, so she doesn't know what a normal child should look like at the age of seven.
Now that Jiang Luoluo is all alone here, with no other children to compare her to, it seems quite normal that Chi's imagination is wrong.
Jiang Luolu blinked, and suddenly felt lost. Oh right, what should a normal 7-year-old child look like? Is she considered relatively strong or relatively thin?
Jiang Luoluo was only certain that there were two children her age: You and Nan. You was actually several months younger than Jiang Luoluo, and she had some congenital deficiencies, so it was understandable that she was thinner and smaller than Jiang Luoluo.
Nan is the child of Chief Jing, and inherited Chief Jing's strong genes. He grew to be exceptionally tall and strong from a young age. In fact, he is a few months older than Jiang Luoluo, so it is normal for him to be larger than Jiang Luoluo.
All things considered, Jiang Luoluo could only conclude that she was the size of a normal child—after all, she had a voice impairment before and couldn't speak, so she couldn't ask every child her age how old they were.
Aside from You, with whom she had a relatively good relationship, she was able to get to know the other children in detail, but Jiang Luoluo didn't even remember their names very well.
The two people, who had no knowledge of the normal size of other children, looked at each other.
"I'll go find someone!" Chi instantly stood up.
"Looking for someone?" Jiang Luolu tilted her head in confusion.
“Just compare it with others, and you’ll know,” Chi said matter-of-factly.
"Huh?" Jiang Luoluo hadn't figured out what Chi meant when she saw that Chi had already run far away, still clutching the transparent lens in his hand.
"I'll take this and use it for a bit. Luo, go wait for me at Wu's place!"
Uh... Jiang Luoluo couldn't persuade her to stay at all.
He could only watch Chi's retreating figure leave, and then walked towards the witch's wooden house with a heavy heart.
The shaman was still making herbs as usual, oblivious to what had just happened outside. Whether he knew or not, he showed no reaction when Jiang Luoluo walked into the wooden house.
He calmly raised his eyelids and pointed to a small wooden stake next to him, "Sit there."
Then he pointed to a basket of herbs next to him, "While you're at it, could you pick those foxtail grasses for me?"
Jiang Luoluo scratched her head, wondering why she was always assigned tasks whenever she came to the witch's place. The witch was like an NPC who regularly gave out tasks.
However, Jiang Luoluo really had nothing else to do, so she obediently said "oh" and sat down to start picking herbs.
Fowl's tail grass is a type of grass that looks like a wolf's tail. It has long, needle-like spikes that stack together to form a fuzzy, tail-like texture.
Jiang Luoluo needed to separate the seeds from each spikelet. A single foxtail grass plant has hundreds of seeds, but they are not harmful; it's just a rather troublesome and tedious task.
It's perfect for killing time.
The pale yellow, almost milky white seeds quickly piled up in Jiang Luoluo's small palm.
Jiang Luoluo was lost in thought, unconsciously shaking the wolf's tail grass in her hand, which was as long as an adult man's thigh.
My consciousness drifted for a moment, and I don't know where it went. When I came back to my senses, I looked at the foxtail grass and my expression and movements stopped at the same time.
Jiang Luolu tilted her head, then tilted it in the opposite direction.
Finally, I picked up the whole foxtail grass and examined it from all angles.
A somewhat unbelievable thought suddenly appeared in Jiang Luoluo's mind.
You said... is it possible that... foxtail grass and foxtail grass are actually the same thing?
After all, there don't seem to be any dogs in the tribe.
Furthermore, dogs evolved from wolves, so foxtail grass is the same as dogtail grass, which sounds very reasonable!
Jiang Luoluo looked down at the handful of wolf's tail grass seeds in her hand.
This looks a lot like millet! It's just that the color is a bit lighter than the millet she usually sees, and it's a little bigger.
The individual size of this seed is comparable to, or even larger than, the size of a rice grain that Jiang Luoluo is familiar with.
"What's wrong, Luo?" The shaman noticed the cub's sudden movement and asked.
Jiang Luoluo immediately came to her senses, put down the wolf's tail grass in her hand, and ran to the shaman's side, handing the wolf's tail grass seeds to the shaman.
"What are shamans used for?"
Meeting the cub's inquisitive gaze, the shaman looked at the cub carefully, guessing that the cub had come up with a new idea, and then laughed.
She then began to explain in a gentle and detailed manner.
"When the seeds of foxtail grass are boiled in water and steeped, they can warm and nourish the spleen and stomach, treat nausea, vomiting, abdominal pain, or diarrhea, and also relieve heat, quench thirst, and eliminate dry mouth, as well as..."
Jiang Luoluo listened attentively.
Actually, she didn't know much about the pharmacology of millet, but she was certain that it was mild and good for the stomach. After all, when patients are sick, the only thing they can eat is porridge—except for certain injuries and illnesses, as eating porridge can easily cause choking and affect wound healing.
According to the shaman, wolf's tail grass is mainly used by some elderly people in the tribe. As they get older, their bodies become weak, their teeth become less strong, they can't tear or chew a lot of meat, and their stomachs and intestines can't digest properly.
That's when you need to use the seeds of foxtail grass.
Jiang Luoluo originally thought it was to be cooked into porridge or rice soup, but the shaman said it was to be stewed directly with meat, cooked into a paste, and then given to the elderly tribesmen to eat.
It doesn't have any quick therapeutic effect; it only helps the elderly members of the clan continue to eat and live.
As the shaman spoke, the smile on his face disappeared.
Jiang Luoluo understood... This was because once an elderly member of the tribe needed to eat wolf's tail grass seeds, it usually meant that their lifespan was nearing its end.
Facing death is always so sad.
“So…” Jiang Luoluo looked down at the wolftail grass seeds in her hand.
Does this mean that yet another member of the tribe is about to leave the community?
"Does Luo have some ideas again?" The witch gently rubbed the cub's head and took away a piece of grass that had somehow gotten stuck there.
"I..." Jiang Luoluo hadn't sorted out her complicated thoughts when she heard a commotion outside.
"Luo! I've brought them all! Come out and compete with them!" Chi shouted loudly.
Jiang Luoluo and Wu turned their heads at the same time and looked out the open window. Chi was running towards them with more than a dozen children.
The child in the lead was none other than Nan.
"Luo! Close the door!" Wu's face darkened, and he hurriedly reached out to close the window, not forgetting to instruct Jiang Luoluo to close the door.
Jiang Luoluo glanced around. She had been immersed in a certain emotion and hadn't been able to switch back for a while, making her seem slow to react and a little dazed.
Subconsciously, I did as the shaman said, jogging towards the door to close it.
Unfortunately, Wu overlooked one thing—that is, Jiang Luoluo wouldn't close the door!
Jiang Luoluo has always lived in a cave. The wooden door opens and closes like a jigsaw puzzle, with each piece of wood placed in a fixed position to block the inside from the outside, thus forming the door.
The wooden cabins I visited were all open during the day; except during the snow and rainy seasons, no one would close them in broad daylight.
Is opening and closing doors easy and troublesome?!
Most importantly, the wooden doors of the wooden houses in the tribe are different from the wooden doors Jiang Luoluo had seen in her previous life; they can't be opened or closed by simply pulling the doorknob.
It also requires a certain amount of strength to lift and close the door.
As soon as Wu finished speaking, he realized something was wrong and tried to stop the cub Luo.
However, seeing the cub Luo walking towards the door in a daze, Wu paused, feeling that the cub's appearance was quite rare, so she watched silently.
Jiang Luoluo wasn't completely clueless about how to open and close a door, but this made her movements slower. By the time she figured it out and started to close the door, Chi and Nan had already arrived at the door.
"Luo, what are you doing?" Chi asked in a questioning voice.
Chi wasn't holding the transparent lens at the moment, worried that she might accidentally break it, so she carefully placed it in her arms to protect it. That's why you can only see the small figure next to the door when you get close.
"...The witch told me to close the door?" Jiang Luoluo answered subconsciously.
"Oh, then I'll help you." Chi rolled up his sleeves.
Nan, who was standing next to Jiang Luoluo, glanced at her and said, "I'll help you too."
At the same time, he called out to the dozen or so other children behind him, "Hurry up, we're closing!"
The door was already half closed when Chi Cai asked, "Luo, why is the witch closing the door? Isn't it daytime?"
Jiang Luolu blinked, her IQ returning to normal, and glanced at Chi and Nan, as well as the children crammed into the room.
They didn't say that the reason they wanted to keep you all out was to prevent you from leaving.
The shaman at the very back of the wooden house slowly closed his eyes.
I dared not open my eyes, hoping it was just my imagination.