Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 68 Yuan Lang's Speculation

Because he possessed the original owner's memories, he knew very well that his cheap amnesiac had never won on public gathering days.

But this time.
His deep gaze instantly locked onto the little female with the lion's head next to his mother.

Her companions all call her Yue.

If anything changes, it's probably because of her.

Looking at the woven bags scattered on the open ground, Yuan Lang secretly made a mental note of this unassuming little female.

"So many!" Ye Duo's mother stared in disbelief at the lush green mountain of wild vegetables, her mouth agape.

Green Grass and Green Flower, who had come with their mother, were also extremely shocked.

Looking at the moon beside Grandma Flower Tree, the two of them couldn't help but have an absurd thought rise in their minds at the same time.

Could Yue be an envoy of the Beast God? We discovered precious herbs when we went out with them last time.

This time, we won again on the public collection day when we were collecting with Grandma Flower Tree and the others.

With so much food, they could distribute it as they pleased, much to the envy of the surrounding females.

When distributing the food, Grandma Huashu still gave Wuyue a whole wicker bag of food, and the females in the gathering team kept taking some food from their own and stuffing it into Wuyue's wicker bag.

Looking at the rattan bag that had grown taller than herself, Wu Yue felt depressed. This damned beast world, even a rattan bag looked down on her.

Grandma Flower Tree, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but laugh out loud. When she saw Wu Yue's resentful little eyes sweep over, she quickly put on a serious face.

He waved towards his son: "Yuan Lang, come here."

Yuan Lang, the big cat who was watching the commotion, was suddenly called out by his own mother. He was a little confused and walked over with lazy steps.

His large, tiger-like eyes looked down at his mother: "What is it?"

Hua Shu: "." She wished she could kick seventeen or eighteen of these tiger cubs to death.

She took a deep breath and glared at the brat with annoyance: "Yue has too much food, you help her carry it back."

Having said that, he tossed the large rattan bag in his hand into the hands of his companion and strode confidently toward his cave.

The two strangers were left staring at each other in disbelief.

Yuan Lang glanced at the little female who looked like a refugee, then instantly transformed into his beastman form, picked up the huge vine bag, and said, "Lead the way."

"Hmm? Oh. It's... over here."

After stammering through his words, he walked ahead and led the way.

The lion-headed female in front of him had fair skin, but it was withered and ugly. Yuan Lang was inexplicably unwilling to believe that she came from the same world as him.

Perhaps the idea of ​​weaving bags from vines was actually conceived by the females here?
But all these wonderful speculations turned into a series of slaps in the face the moment Wu Yue's house was seen.

The door, the steps paved with bluestone, the shape of the house, and the dried bitter herbs in the corner.

All of this suggests that this disheveled female really is from another world, just like herself.

Yuan Lang felt as if a million grass mud horses were galloping through his mind, leaving behind a string of arrogant laughter.

Wu Yue pointed to a patch of grass in the corner: "Let's put the wild vegetables here."

Yuan Lang narrowed his dark eyes and looked at Wu Yue, saying, "Your house is different from the others of our clan, but it's very beautiful."

Wu Yue chuckled: "No, it's just so I can live more comfortably."

(End of this chapter)