Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 286 Prominent Middle Finger Nail?
The other basket was distributed by Wu Yue to the slaves, and for the first time, a fire was lit in their house. However, unlike the houses of the pure-human males, it was very quiet here.

Those who dared to approach Wu Yue were all former members of small tribes. They lit a bonfire together and threw taro, which had been soaked by the rain, into the fire until it emitted an enticing aroma.

The warmth in their hands revived the slaves' hearts, which had been numbed by labor. They sniffed in disbelief; it had been so long since they had smelled food other than grass balls.

Unbeknownst to Wu Yue, the way these slaves looked at her began to change; it was a gaze filled with warmth.

Meanwhile, in the salt crystal cave within the Black Wolf tribe's territory, Yuan Lang looked at the pitifully howling dark blue furball in his arms, and his entire beast was in a terrible state.

What breed is it? It howls so loudly!
Ever since I picked it up, this thing has been howling non-stop.

Seeing his boss's pained expression, Teng Qian said gloatingly, "Boss, this little thing clearly doesn't want to leave here. Why do you insist on taking it away? It's a little life after all."

After saying that, he looked at the little furball in Yuan Lang's arms who was still crying loudly: "Am I right?"

"Ow!"

Teng Qian looked at the little furball in surprise: "See, boss? This little guy just responded to me."

Yuan Lang: "."

Do you think I'm a complete idiot?
"This little thing keeps howling and howling. Forget about your question earlier, even if you asked it now if it eats poop, it would still just howl and howl."

Teng Qian looked at his boss with a constipated expression, then actually bent down to look at the little furball with its four paws spread out: "Do you eat poop?"

But a surprising scene unfolded: although the little furball was still struggling, it did not let out a definite howl.

Yuan Lang: "."

Teng Qian: "." So what exactly is this thing?

On the small, fist-sized head of the dark blue, fluffy orc, a pair of round, bright eyes stared at the two orc warriors without saying a word.

Haha, do you think we're stupid? You're the ones who eat shit.

Licking its own pink little paw pads, the Salt Crystal Beast declared that the foolish orc warriors were not worthy to speak to it.

But knowing that it was being carried by the scruff of its neck, swaying and staggering away from its food base, the little furball finally shed tears of regret.

Damn it, he shouldn't have eaten so much in the first place. Don't think she didn't see it; when this orc warrior was picking and choosing, he was looking for the fattest one!

It was captured and attacked by the beast's body; the little furball was completely listless.

Teng Qian, carrying a large bag of salt crystals, was laughing hysterically as he watched the little guy with his drooping head and fluffy body swaying as Yuan Lang walked.

Let you show off your intelligence. You were just showing off your IQ, and now look what happened – being smart means getting arrested.

It's better to be a little slow like me, at least you'll live longer. Thinking about it that way is kind of inspiring.

The little furball in front sensed Teng Qian's smugness from behind, and stretched out its two little chubby paws in a cute way.

However, Teng Qian, with his keen eyesight, clearly noticed that the middle claw on this thing's left paw was protruding.

(End of this chapter)