Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 488 Looking Forward

The fact that the usually aloof and taciturn Yuan Lang had spoken so much instantly ignited the passion of the surrounding clansmen.

The tribesmen in the hunting and gathering teams were all eager to try. If they didn't know they were to set off with the team, they probably would have run into the forest right now.

Although the tribal hunting teams go out hunting every day, the prey in each tribal territory is not very plentiful. Even the Snowmoon Tribe, which has four orc warriors, cannot guarantee that every member of the tribe can eat their fill of meat. Therefore, everyone's food consists of a mixture of meat and wild vegetables.

Now, when they hear orc warriors say they can eat meat to their heart's content, aren't they so excited they could practically take off on the spot?

Each of them stared intently at the two orc warriors standing in the open space ahead, their eyes, like little suns, filled with fervor and an invisible urging.

Yuan Lang and Teng Kun couldn't help but shake their heads with amusement, and whispered, "Let's go."

His handsome and agile figure rushed into the forest first, followed by the tribesmen of the hunting party who shouted and followed.

Raman and Fore exchanged a glance, their hearts also burning with excitement, and set off with their collection team.

Meanwhile, Wu Yue sat by the fire in the cave, looking at the white animal hide that shimmered with silver light in her hand, calculating how much profit she could gain from it.

"Dear host, are you really not going to consider selling this top-grade fur coat to the system shop?"

Tongzi sat cross-legged on a small cushion, sucking hard on his thumb, as if it were that rare and fine animal hide.

Wu Yue merely glanced at him indifferently: "You can exchange points later. Winter is over this year, and there are only these two snow beast hides left. It's better to keep them just in case. Don't try to take advantage of me."

The system sheepishly shrank back, its gaze lingering on the snow-white animal hide for a long time before it sighed deeply and gave up on trying to persuade the system further.

In the afternoon, the tribesmen from the hunting and gathering teams began to return to the tribe one after another. To Wu Yue's surprise, the gathering teams led by Raman and Fuer had both found corn kernels.

"Corn kernels" is the name Wu Yue gave to those dried, leaf-like fruits because the powder made from them really does resemble cornmeal.

The people here don't know how to weave rattan bags and baskets, so they find some leaves to wrap them up or simply hold them in their hands.

"Fol, where did you find all these leaves?"

Raman, holding a large pile of corn kernels, looked enviously at the leaves that Fore used to wrap the kernels. If he could find just as many leaves, their gathering team would surely have brought back even more kernels today.

Foul raised an eyebrow smugly: "Today, the area we're responsible for collecting from happens to have a lot of withered large-leaved trees. Although the leaves are all dried up, they can still be used if we're careful."

He was still quite proud, because with the help of the big leaf, they brought back far more fruit than the people of the Raman gathering team.

In this way, their tribesmen in the gathering team will be able to obtain more meat tonight.

The thought of the tender prey made Forl's mouth water instantly.

The males of the hunting party had not yet returned, so the leaders of the two gathering teams instructed their members to pile the fruit in different places on the open ground.

The two small hills of fruit were quite distinct in size, and Wu Yue, who had just come out of the cave, could see them at a glance.

Somewhat curious, I glanced at Fore and his group sitting behind a small hill of large fruit, but when I saw the pile of large leaves beside them, I understood why.

When she came out, everyone's eyes lit up and they looked over.

A smile appeared on her lips: "You actually found so many fruits?"

“Honorable shaman, you do not know that these fruits will not fall from the tree after they ripen. They will only become very hard and inedible.”

Raman said respectfully.

Wu Yue smiled and nodded: "You can just call me Wu Yue."

"Lord Wu Yue."

"Lord Wu Yue."

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Everyone said respectfully in unison.

Wu Yue stepped forward, picked up a fruit, and opened it. The small particles inside were exactly the same as those that Little Emma had brought back yesterday.

At this moment, Teng Qian and Ying Yan walked over, each carrying a huge stone trough on their shoulders and holding a heavy-looking thick wooden stick in their other hand.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

With two heavy sounds, two stone troughs were placed on the open ground.

There were still some water stains on the outside of the stone trough, which had already been cleaned up by the two orc warriors.

The tribesmen looked at the two stones in surprise. After exchanging glances, they realized that the two people did not know about them.

"Foul, take the kernels out of the fruit and put them in the basket."

Everyone in the tribe recognizes the magical basket, but only Lord Wuyue and a few orc warriors can use this mysterious item.

They could tell that the baskets were made of vines or branches, but they recognized each other when they were separate, yet they knew how they were woven together.
All the people could do was laugh.
The magical basket was retrieved from the cave by the two gathering team leaders. The remaining tribesmen sat around their respective small hills of fruit, deftly prying open the shells and extracting the kernels. They were extremely skilled at everything they did.

The golden fruits quickly filled a basket. Teng Qian eagerly stepped forward, picked up a basket, and went to the stone trough. He poured half a basket of fruits into it, then picked up a wooden stick and began to pound them.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of heavy thuds rang out, piquing the curiosity of the tribesmen in both gathering teams.

"What are the orcs doing?"

"I don't know, the fruit has all dried up, so there's no way to make dumplings."

In their minds, the way to eat fruit is either to stuff it directly into their mouths and smack their lips, or to make it into dumplings like wild vegetables.

However, the wild vegetables and fruits used to make dumplings must be fresh; even shriveled fruits must still have some moisture.

The heavy pounding continued, accompanied by the 'crackling' sounds of the tribespeople peeling shells, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

"Excuse me, may I help you peel the fruit?"

A completely unfamiliar voice suddenly rang out in the bustling open space. The people working there stopped what they were doing and all looked in the direction of the voice. A child who looked to be only about ten years old was standing at the entrance of the tribe, followed by tribesmen on patrol.

"you are?"

Although he was questioning the cub, Wu Yue's eyes were fixed on the patrolling clansman behind him.

The little cub nervously licked its dry, chapped lips. The patrolling male behind it spoke up at this moment: "Witch, this cub is a wanderer. Sometimes we let them help out in the tribe and then share some food with them."

"I only need a few grass balls."

As if afraid that Wu Yue wouldn't give him anything to do, the cub quickly said that he was very cheap.

In the polar forests of the past, Wu Yue had only heard of wandering beastmen, but never of wanderers.

Because humans are too weak, they gather together to form tribes of varying sizes to live together and survive by relying on the collective strength.

But since no one here seemed surprised, Wu Yue nodded and said, "Put the fruit you peeled aside, and I will distribute the food to you according to the number of fruit you peeled."

The cub's limbs, which looked like dry twigs, suddenly lit up with a bright light in its sunken eye sockets. Its huge head kept nodding, and Wu Yue was afraid that the big head would fall off her neck at any moment.

But it turns out the little guy's neck is quite strong; after such violent shaking, it stayed in its original position perfectly fine.

The little guy seemed quite familiar with the original tribe members who lived in this forest. While peeling fruit, he nervously greeted some of them.

The people simply nodded, but did not speak to him.

The corn kernels in the stone trough had been turned into corn flour by Teng Qian's pounding. Although it couldn't compare to the corn flour ground by machine in his previous life, it was still quite fine.

Wu Yue packed the cornmeal from the stone trough into a leather bag and looked at Teng Qian, who was sweating profusely, with a grin: "This amount of cornmeal isn't enough to eat, keep it up!"

Teng Qian's arm, which was wiping away sweat, stiffened. For some reason, he suddenly felt a chill run down his back, as if someone was plotting something.

He glanced around, but his gaze finally settled on the smiling female beside him.

I recognized him by his eyes; this was the jerk in front of me.

Thinking back on Yue's past actions, even the thick-skinned Teng Qian couldn't help but sigh. It was inevitable that Yue and his general would fall for each other; two ruthless people like them were a match made in heaven.

Before he could finish complaining about the two unscrupulous bosses, the little female beside him had already picked up the remaining corn kernels from the basket and poured them into her stone trough.

His face still held that gentle, kind, and encouraging smile: "Do a good job, I believe in you."

Teng Qian and Ying Yan exchanged a glance and could only manage a dry laugh.

Teng Qian reluctantly raised the wooden stick in his hand: "I also have faith in myself."

Outside, corn kernels and cornmeal were being produced in a continuous stream, while Wu Yue, inside the cave, was drooling as she looked at the cornmeal in the animal skin bag.

Sweet cornbread and corn porridge; if you could also make some yeast dough, you might even be able to make soft corn cakes. Of course, it would be even better if you had eggs.

Even the simplest cornbread is much better than the wild vegetable dumplings that the tribe eats.

But these fruits are limited; according to what For and Raman said, there aren't many corn trees on this territory.

Pour the golden cornmeal into a bowl, knead it with boiling water, then cover it with a wooden lid and set it aside.

Back in his little cave, he took out the pot that the system had rewarded him with when he did the quest. He fried the fatty meat that he had specially saved yesterday to render the fat, then scooped out the cracklings and poured the remaining animal fat into a stone bowl for later use.

Looking at the still steaming oil residue in the stone bowl next to her, Wu Yue swallowed hard, quite shamelessly. She had to admit, this stuff tasted absolutely amazing.

The wicked little hand eventually reached for the fragrant, charred cracklings. The crunching sound echoed in the cave as the cracklings mixed with salt created a delicious explosion of flavor in the mouth.

After thoroughly enjoying her food, Wu Yue covered the remaining half-bowl of fried pork cracklings and set it aside.

Take out a wooden spatula, scoop out some oil, and spread it evenly on the stone pot. Then, pinch off small pieces of cornmeal that have been prepared in the basin, place them in the pot, and press them into a cake shape with the wooden spatula.

The sweet aroma of cornmeal mixed with the scent of animal fat, accompanied by the sizzling sound of oil, filled the cave, even reaching the two orc warriors pounding corn kernels in the open space.

Teng Qian and Ying Yan exchanged a glance and simultaneously quickened their movements.

They had never smelled that aroma before; it must have been made from this food that Yue called corn.

In order to eat more delicious food, the two orc warriors were now full of energy, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Meanwhile, in the forest not far from the tribe, Yuan Lang and Teng Kun were leading their hunting team toward the tribe.

The males in the hunting party were very excited today. Although they hadn't found many of the fruits the orc had mentioned, they were lucky enough to hunt a small herd of migrating deer.

In the past, when they encountered such a deadly beast, they would always stay away immediately.

Today, led by two orc warriors, although some of the tribesmen were injured, the entire small group of Great Horned Deer became their food, and they even brought back several doe and deer calves.

Female deer do not have terrifying, sharp antlers on their heads, so they are much less dangerous than male deer.

"I never thought I would be able to hunt a giant deer, hehe."

The purebred male carrying a large deer calf chuckled foolishly, imagining the admiring looks from his tribespeople when he returned home today. He instantly felt a little cocky.

There were quite a few males around him who shared the same thoughts.

Although the two orc warriors killed the Great Horned Deer during this hunt, they also helped to stop and capture several cubs.

But when they returned to the tribe carrying their prey, they found that no one else came out to greet them except for the patrolling tribesmen, and they all felt a little sad.

"Where have all the females gone? They'll be so happy to have hunted so much meat today."

Thinking of the admiring looks in the females' eyes, the males couldn't help but chuckle.

The eyes of the single men around couldn't help but light up.

But even as they carried their prey into the tribe, they did not receive the cheers of admiration they had imagined from the females. Instead, they looked somewhat embarrassed at the open space.

The remaining tribesmen were sitting around two small hills of fruit, carefully peeling the shells off the fruit. Besides the crisp sound of peeling, one could also hear the occasional sound of swallowing saliva.

(End of this chapter)