Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 287 What is your strength?
Teng Qian raised his fist behind Yuan Lang, then silently raised his middle finger, and muttered in confusion, "What kind of gesture is this?"

"Boss, we've brought all the salt crystals back, but the marks there clearly indicate that it's been dug. What if the Black Wolf tribe's orcs discover that cave in the future?"

Without turning his head, Yuan Lang said, "Let's just leave it at that."

Teng Qian: "."

Well, you're really cheeky, boss.

As if remembering something, he quietly sidled up to Yuan Lang and asked, "General, do you... still want to go back?"

Yuan Lang's eyes suddenly deepened: "What do you mean?"

Teng Qian pouted and said, "Although life here is peaceful, it's far worse than our previous life. I'm really not used to it. I wish I could go back."

"That Tengkun guy actually found a strong, sturdy woman here. When I get back, I'll definitely find a daughter of an official to be my wife, and then take several beautiful concubines, have many children, and my life will be complete."

After saying that, as if he had really been living that kind of life, he laughed out loud in a silly way.

Suddenly, a kick came flying from behind and landed on Teng Qian's butt. A gruff voice came from behind, full of disdain: "Such a tall orc, but he walks like a little female, humph!"

After giving him a disdainful look, he carried the salt crystal package, which was even larger than Teng Qian's, and hurried away.

Watching that burly figure disappear into the distance, Teng Qian gasped for breath, furious: "What's wrong with me being an orc warrior?"

He patted his strong chest and arms, then lifted his powerful thighs and jumped twice, shouting at the figure in front of him, "How could a strong male like me look like a little female? Your eyes are blinded by the fur of a salt crystal beast!"

"Ow~"

Yuan Lang weakly raised the salt crystal beast in his hand, letting out a feeble howl, "You two idiots are arguing, don't drag me into it, I don't shed fur." ​​But the figure in front completely ignored him, leading several orc warriors away.

Teng Qian sneered: "What are you showing off for? Everyone's a master. Don't give me a chance. I'll knock him out with one punch."

Yuan Lang glanced at him: "Then you'll probably have to work hard."

Teng Qian was dumbfounded: "What do you mean, boss? You're boosting that guy's morale and diminishing your little brother's prestige?"

Yuan Lang smiled and looked at him: "I'm not trying to put you down, but she's now a Silver-Rank Three-Striped Beastman. What about you?"

Teng Qian stroked his chin, then hesitated for a moment before saying, "I just advanced to the Silver Rank, and I'm only at the first level."

"So you think you can just knock someone down with one punch? You're probably just offering yourself up to be rubbed in."

Yuan Lang's tone was full of schadenfreude. Ever since Teng Qian came to this world, he has been very arrogant and even dared to challenge his authority as a general.

He secretly touched the two silver lines on his arm, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

The difference in strength is still too small. It seems I need to train harder when I get back.
Sometimes, even dealing with his own little brother is a bit beyond his capabilities.

Moreover, the winter here is fraught with dangers.

Watching the departing figure, Teng Qian felt a surge of intense competitiveness rising within him.

"General, just you wait and see, I will definitely surpass him."

(End of this chapter)