Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 386 Green Grass's Big Butt

Seeing her friend's dark face, Qingcao stood aside and chuckled awkwardly. When she saw Wuyue's sharp eyes turn towards her, she quickly covered her mouth and stood to the side, looking down with her head drooping, like a timid and obedient child.

"Eating many things indiscriminately can be dangerous. If any food goes bad next time, you can try it again. Maybe you won't even need to go to the shaman."

Seeing her timid appearance, Wu Yue couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat at the sight of her audacity.

Green Grass looked at her in confusion: "Huh? Why?"

Looking at her little friend's still dark face, could it be that Yue didn't come to see her because she was sick?

I clenched my little paws. It seems that next time I get sick, I should come to my friends first, otherwise Yue will be unhappy.

Unexpectedly, Wu Yue across from him sneered: "If you eat spoiled food a few more times because of you, you might end up meeting the Beast God directly."

After saying that, he gave Green Grass, who was acting like a loudmouth, a disgruntled look, and then turned around and continued walking towards the back of the tribe.

This is what "Love Month" refers to!
For some reason, Qingcao suddenly chuckled and then skipped and hopped after her friends.

Yue was showing concern for her, telling her not to eat spoiled food anymore.

She immediately snuggled up to her friend, playfully sticking out her pert bottom and nudging Yue beside her: "Hey, if you care about me, just say so, hehe."

Wu Yue, who was walking steadily, twitched her ears and naturally heard the footsteps approaching behind her. A smile appeared on her lips.

But instead of a loving hug from his friend, he was greeted by a big butt!
A shock came from beside her, and Wu Yue suddenly felt as if she was about to be in a car accident, but someone had saved her without regard for their own safety.

But the next second, she realized that this was not China, and there were no high-end things like cars here.

With a calm expression, Wu Yuezhi raised her head from the haystack, spat out a few strands of dry grass from her mouth, and looked back at the grass that was still sticking out in a sinister position. Wu Yuezhi felt a little itchy.

"You have a bit too much fat on your butt, I'll cut some off for you."

After saying that, he reached into his bag and took out his clam knife, looking at the terrified Qingcao with a cold smile.

Just as the grass was about to tease its little chick-like body, it was locked onto by this gaze, immediately let out a strange howl, turned around and ran away.

"Moon, I suddenly remembered that my mother called me home for dinner, so I'll be going now."

Yue's gaze just now was terrifying; she might have lost her life if things had gone wrong.

Watching the billowing dust rising behind the green grass, Wu Yue stood up with a twitch at the corner of her mouth, calmly putting the clamshell knife back into her bag.

Touching his still slightly aching buttocks, he muttered to himself that he must go back and tell Grandma Green Water about Green Grass's misdeeds.

Because of the rustling of the grass, Wu Yue felt that her journey to the brick and tile firing site was infinitely long.

The place remains as lively as ever, as many clansmen's houses are still only partially built.

Construction was previously halted due to the trade fair, but it has now resumed.

Nagano was leading some slaves to make tile blanks when he saw Wuyue and quickly ran over.

"Lord Wuyue."

Wu Yue looked at the large expanse of unfinished roof tiles behind them and asked, "How much more do we need to build the houses for the new slaves?"

Nagano scratched his head: "That's about enough. We're thinking of making more bricks to build chicken coops, since the females also want to raise some chickens."

Although they also helped Lord Wuyue raise chickens, those chickens ultimately belonged to Lord Wuyue.

If they raised their own chickens, they could use all the eggs to feed the slave children.

Thinking of this, Nagano glanced nervously at Lady Wuyue in front of him.

I had planned to go to Lord Wuyue to discuss building a chicken coop and raising chickens after finishing the tile-making work today, but I didn't expect Lord Wuyue to come over.

Wu Yue naturally noticed the fear on his face.

As slaves, they were not allowed to raise chickens, let alone have their own food.

After pondering for a while, Wu Yue turned to look at Nagano: "You should know your own status. I can make an exception for you this time, but raising chickens is not something that you slaves can do on your own."

Nagano's face turned deathly pale, and he fell to his knees with a thud: "Lord Wuyue, please forgive us!"

Lady Wuyue has always been kind and generous to the slaves; this is the first time she has so clearly stated the issue of their status.

Nagano knew they had made a mistake in raising chickens.

Despite the sweltering heat, with flames still roaring in the nearby brick kiln, it seemed as if some force was shielding it from the oppressive heat.

He felt as if he had been thrown into the ice and snow of winter, so cold that he couldn't help but shiver and shrink back.

Wu Yue, who was standing in front of Nagano, naturally saw Nagano trembling and shrinking back.

Because she came from an egalitarian society, Wu Yue always harbored a subtle aversion to the existence of slaves, so when interacting with the slaves in the tribe, she always regarded them as ordinary tribespeople.

But Wu Yue knew that her thoughts only represented her personal opinion, and that the tribespeople tolerated the slaves having their own food and possessions because of her orders.

Therefore, what they possess must never exceed what ordinary members of the tribe have.

"If you want more items and food, then work hard to contribute, and remember what I said."

Wu Yue's voice remained as kind as ever, bringing Nagano back to the present moment from the harsh winter.

As he relaxed, the cold sweat on his cheeks dripped onto the ground beneath him, creating a deep crater.

"Get up, I have something for you to do."

He led Nagano to the place where the slaves were making clay figures.

When the slaves saw Wu Yue approaching, they all bowed their heads and bent over, showing the utmost respect.

They had all heard what Wuyue and Nagano had said, and they were all somewhat afraid to look at Lord Wuyue, who was always so kind to them.

Wu Yue simply nodded, and then led Nagano to a more spacious place.

“I need a kind of pottery to hold things. After you finish firing the bricks and tiles, you start making the clay bodies. This pottery is quite large, so it will be a bit difficult. Go and get some well-mixed clay, and I will teach you how to make it once.”

As Wu Yue spoke, she rolled up her sleeves.

Having just experienced the majesty of Lord Wuyue, Nagano dared not linger. He immediately got up and walked towards the slaves. Soon after, he returned with two slaves carrying two full baskets of mixed soil.

"First, take a piece of soil to use as the base."

As Wu Yue spoke, she began to work, and the soil on the wooden board was about the size of a basketball.

Wu Yue first slowly shaped it into a large bowl, then took some new clay from another piece of wood and rolled it into a long strip as thick as a cub's arm. Then, she used her clam knife to cut a half-centimeter serrated slit on the edge of the large bowl, and then slowly coiled the arm-thick clay strip onto the large bowl.

After pressing it down slightly, I carefully used a clam knife to scrape the soil into long strips, connecting it to the edge of the large bowl below.

The whole process was very slow. After Wu Yue finished scraping, she felt a little sore in her arms. She wasn't very tired, but because it was her first time doing a large vat scraping, she was a little too nervous.

Turning back, Nagano had already shaped a long strip of clay exactly like she had done.

Wu Yuexin was increasingly satisfied with this former clansman, and a smile appeared on her face: "Well done, give it to me."

When Lady Wuyue showed her first smile since arriving here, Nagano's heart, which had been pounding with anxiety, instantly calmed down.

He gave a somewhat simple and honest smile and quickly handed over the strip of soil in his hand.

"The middle of the jar needs to be made thicker, so the soil strips here need to be coiled like this."

As Wu Yue spoke, she coiled the strips of mud in her hand onto the surface.

"By coiling them up one by one like this, they will expand outwards a bit, do you see?"

Wu Yue wiped the sweat from her forehead and said to Nagano beside her.

She had just finished coiling the tub piece by piece, explaining as she went, and the tub was already as tall as her calf.

With such a detailed on-site explanation, it should be very clear now.

Nagano nodded: "Lord Wuyue, I've remembered everything."

He clenched his fist. Although he had understood how Lord Wuyue had made the pottery called a jar, he was still a little uneasy because he had never made one himself.

Wu Yue nodded: "Okay, just now we expanded outwards, now we'll expand inwards."

Nagano nodded upon hearing this and immediately began to continue kneading the clay strips.

Wu Yue looked at the clay strips he handed over with some emotion, wondering how he could have such skillful hands, as the clay strips he rubbed were of such uniform thickness.

Watching the jar seemingly turned upside down under Lady Wuyue's hands, yet the clay strips on it hadn't fallen off, Nagano couldn't help but look at Wuyue, who was still working on the jar's walls, with admiration.

The male beside her suddenly looked at her with the gleaming eyes of a fanboy seeing his idol, and Wu Yue shuddered, goosebumps springing up all over her body.

She turned her head, her little face full of seriousness: "Look carefully, this pottery is very important."

Nagano quickly suppressed his adoring gaze and focused intently on Wuyue's actions.

After the last clay strip was secured, Wu Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief. The entire vat was as tall as her thigh.

After checking it carefully one last time, Wu Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the wooden board to the side.

"You can try making a smaller one now, and then try making a larger one after you've gotten more skilled."

Noticing Nagano's nervousness, Wuyue spoke up.

She knew very well how difficult this thing was to make. In fact, when she started making brick and tile blanks, she would always bring some soil back to try making jars and vats.

Although it was her first time making such a large tank, her countless previous practices were still very helpful. At least she didn't make the clay strips crooked, and the tank walls were relatively smooth.

Nagano glanced at the clay pot that Wuyue had finished and nodded solemnly: "Yes."

Then, the two of them took turns making one to see.

To Wu Yue's surprise, Nagano's learning ability was really strong, and perhaps because males are stronger, he was much more relaxed and skilled than her when it came to attaching the clay strips to the tank wall below.

Although he was still a bit unfamiliar with making pottery for the first time, Nagano's hands-on skills allowed him to produce a pottery blank that was only about the height of a calf and could only be called a jar in a short period of time.

Wu Yue stepped forward and inspected it. Every clay strip was well connected to the jar wall, and there was no trace of it.

However, because of the wooden strips he used, the walls of the jar did not appear as smooth as they had been made by Wu Yue with his shell knife.

Even so, Nagano, standing to the side, would always steal glances at her cautiously.

The pottery blanks I made were noticeably rougher than those made by Master Wu Yue, and the marks from scraping with wooden strips were also very obvious.

Wu Yue gave Nagano an approving look: "Well done, Nagano, this jar is very well made."

She smiled and looked at the man whose face was full of surprise: "Do you still have the strength to make a big one?"

Having received praise from Lord Wuyue, Nagano felt as if he had been granted the power of a legendary shaman, and his whole body was filled with strength.

"Yes, I have a lot of strength, and I can make many, many more tanks."

Wu Yue didn't say that what he made, which was only calf-high, could only be called a jar. He just smiled and said, "Then let's try to make a big vat this time."

After Nagano began his work, he signaled to the slaves nearby to come over and put the large vat he had just made and the jar Nagano had made into the cave.

As expected, Nagano did not disappoint Wuyue. After successfully making a jar, he made a large vat in less than half the time Wuyue had previously taken.

Looking at the large vat in front of her, which was even more beautiful than the one she had made, Wu Yue couldn't help but look at Nagano with admiration again: "Let's put it in the cave to air dry."

"Lord Wuyue, when will this pottery be fired?"

Wu Yue smiled and looked at him: "Such a large pottery piece will take several days to air dry. You can go to the cave from time to time to check on it, and send it directly there for firing after it has air-dried."

Nagano felt a weight on his shoulder, but he was overjoyed.

The fact that Lord Wuyue was willing to assign him tasks filled Nagano with excitement.

"The flowers are ready, go eat!"

Watching Wu Yue's departing figure, the slaves who had been watching from afar finally came over.

"Nagano, did the chicken-raising issue upset Lord Wuyue?"

"Yes, if Lady Wuyue is unhappy, we will stop raising them."

"Lord Wuyue won't be disappointed in us, will she?"

Seeing the anxiety and fear on the faces of his companions, Nagano sighed: "Lord Wuyue has not abandoned us, but we did make a mistake in raising chickens. Please don't mention it again."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding slaves instantly broke into wide smiles.

"We'll do anything as long as Lord Wuyue doesn't despise us."

(End of this chapter)