My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 665

While they were idly looking at the night sky and sighing,

the situation on the Wilding Island was even worse.

Before Patrick and Christina set off, they had already learned that the infectious diseases on the

Wilding Island could be treated with Fennel. Fennel, a sort of slender and magical grass, mainly grew

between the cracks of the meteorite in the meteorite zone and could effectively treat many diseases.

Led by Alan and Samba, they went to collect a lot of Fennel several times and distributed them to the

barbarians in the Barbarian Market for free, as well as to the sick servants in the palace.

This vicious infectious disease was finally effectively controlled.

But before they could get some rest, there was an earthquake on the island. The earthquake was not

powerful, and the tremor lasted about one minute.

At first, Alan and Chandler paid no attention. Until the next morning after the earthquake, the thick fog

in the morning usually dissipated after the sun came out. But the fog that day didn’t dissipate, which

gloomily covered the whole sky.

And the pungent smell in the air became stronger and stronger, making people feel uncomfortable in

their throats and lungs.

After that, everyone tried to avoid going out.

Even the barbarians in the market felt breathing uncomfortable and curtailed activities of going out.

But after three days, it did not get better but became worse.

“… The animals in the forest seem to be crazy.” The team responsible for collecting food came back

early today, and they returned empty-handed.

“The plants and grass have withered and turned yellow, and the rabbits don’t eat grass anymore.

Flocks of rabbits, boars, and foxes begin to migrate.”

When Chandler and Alan heard the report, they were shocked with disbelief.

“Animal migration?”

They had indeed heard of wild geese migrating to the south, but why did those wild boars and rabbits

migrate? After all, it was far from winter,

“It’s true, these animals mustered in large groups. They are crossing the forest and going northwest as

if they were running for their lives.”

“Yes, those pheasants even fluttered their wings and rushed forward like crazy…”

The people who returned to the palace from outside were lively discussing. All of them were very

excited, and at the same time, there was a sense of panic in their tone.

As Patrick was not there, other ones always felt as if they had lost their backbone and were in a state

of uncertainty.

Chandler and Alan were at a loss for a moment. A dozen people held a meeting quickly and decided

that whether or not animals were migrating, they had to solve the food storage first.

“… On the one hand, let’s find someone to ask the chief of the Barbarian whether the migration of

animals is abnormal.”

“On the other hand, no matter where these animals go, we must send someone to catch them to make

some dried meat.”

Previously, in order to solve the problem of drinking water safety, Chandler led someone to boil the

water in the river, then used another large pot upside down to extract the distilled water, using this

method to filter the heavy metal pollutants out of the water as much as possible.

With effort they managed to solve the problem of infectious disease and drinking water. If there was a

shortage of food, they couldn’t live until Patrick came back.

“Where are Mr. Hopkins and the others now? When will they come back?” The people who stayed on

the Wilding Island were always looking forward to Patrick and the others bringing good news as soon

as possible.

Crystal also attended their meetings. Her main job now was to help boil the water, and she didn’t dare

to go out these days.

“… I want to visit the chief of the Barbarian to see what’s going on.” Crystal Zhu learned the Aboriginal

Language of the Barbarian quickly. She had great talent in language and could communicate with the

barbarians fluently.

Chandler’s face was grim and he was the first to object, “We’ll send over another translator. You should

stay in the palace.”

“I know other translators can do the work, but I want to do it myself,” Crystal stood upright and her eyes

were firm, “I will record what the chief said in detail and report to you…”

*It’s not necessary.”

Chandler didn’t look at her anymore and rejected it.

Then he turned to Alan, “You go with Samba to find the chief and ask for as many details as possible.”

The chief was the mother of Sarnba, so it would be helpful to let Samba go with Alan. “Besides, You

should send someone to hide around the hut of the chief. In case of any accident, you chould have

someone to lend support.”

Now that Chandler had taken over Patrick’s position, he was the one who gave orders.

Alan shrugged. Although he was not convinced of Chandler, there was no conflict of interest between

them. He followed his orders.

Since Samba knew that Christina had left the palace and not returned, he had been a little depressed.

He asked Alan several times about Christina. Alan could not understand what he was muttering in

Aboriginal Language. Every time, he pretended profundity to shake his head.

It shocked Samba and made him even more depressed.

This time, Alan asked him to go with him to the chief’s house to inquire about the migration of animals.

Samba seemed unwilling to go. He had been worried about the baby recently, and he didn’t get along

well with his mother.

“Why are you here?” Just as Alan was fretting about not being able to convince Samba, Crystal ran in.

After Chandler took Patrick’s place in the palace, Crystal did not leave the palace very often. If she had

not asked for work, Chandler would not let her be tired.

It was normal for Chandler to pamper his daughter-in-law, but Alan and the others were always a little

dissatisfied. Mr. Hopkins did not give Christina any extra care before. Why did Christina live a more

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“I’d like to talk to Samba.” Crystal smiled intimately and pointed to the man sitting stiffly in the room.

She had noticed fairly early that Samba was in a bad mood these days.

Crystal was good at Aboriginal Language, and Alan didn’t stop her.

He didn’t know what they mumbled, and Samba, the big goofy suddenly stood up, nodded, and agreed

to take thern to his mother, the chief.

Alan excitedly called all hands together. They rushed to the chief’s house, set off from the palace, and

passed through the Barbarian Market. It would take about one hour more to get there.

During this journey, the earth vibrated again, Alan and Crystal looked frightened,

The tremor was stronger than in the last time and lasted for five minutes. The surrounding trees were

swaying, and some trees bent to the ground and they seemed to be uprooted. The huts not far away

began to creak and then collapse as they were structurally unsound…

While they were still in a state of shock as the earthquake stopped, the wild roars of beasts came from

the

forest.

The animals were running for their lives like crazy.

Crystal’s face turned a little pale. She looked up at Samba and urged nervously, “Hurry up and ask the

chief what’s going on.”