World of beasts with system

There were stories of gods and ghosts in ancient times. Although Yuan Lang was shocked, he believed it. After all, the facts were right in front of him.

Taking the small animal skin package handed over by Wu Yue: "Don't let others see this kind of ability."

Wu Yue nodded awkwardly: "I also forgot for a moment that I didn't bring a small backpack."

After that, he pointed directly at the small animal skin bag in the orc's hand and said: "This is the reward given to me by the witch after I found food last time. I don't have any use for things like the ferocious beast crystal core, so I'll give it to you."

Yuan Lang accepted it without any courtesy. Anyway, in his heart, when he became stronger, he still had to protect the little female.

Moreover, because he learned an important secret about the little female, the corners of the orc's lips were raised for several days, showing an absolute good mood.

The heavy rainy season is still going on, and as the days go by, the rain becomes even heavier.

Wu Yue couldn't help but worry about the taros stored in the back mountain. Although the back mountain was not flooded, it was hard to say whether the taro would get damp and spoil if the heavy rain continued. After all, she was trying it for the first time.

The dug cellar is still a bit unconfident.

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't sit still. I got up and walked towards Yuanlang's cave.

"Yuanlang, are you there?"

As soon as her voice fell, the orc's voice came from behind: "I'm here."

Wu Yue was startled and turned around quickly. Sure enough, she saw the orc wiping the sweat on his body and looking at her with a smile.

Looking at the naked orc who was still sweating and herself wrapped in several layers of animal skin and still shivering, Wu Yue felt a little sad for no reason.

Yuan Lang stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Come in."

The orc cave is very clean and simple, except for a grass nest and only a few pieces of animal skins in the corner.

The hide was placed on a wooden shelf, perhaps to protect it from moisture.

It's not a very big cave and you can see it all at a glance.

"Why are you sweating so much? Be careful of catching a cold."

Yuan Lang chuckled: "Of course it's to exercise physical strength. I want to become the most powerful orc in the world."

Seeing his confident look, Wu Yue couldn't help but grin.

The cave was not big, and the distance between the two was quite close. Waves of heat came from the orc's body, making Wu Yue feel hot.

I have to say, Yuan Lang has a really great figure. His muscles are tight and powerful, and he doesn't look too strong. He is definitely the happiest figure among people.

"The corners of my mouth are wet."

The orc's smiling voice rang in his ears.

A little female with straight eyes subconsciously raised her hand to rub the corner of her mouth, but her tentacles were dry.

Turning his head to look, he met the orc's playful and smiling eyes.

At this moment, even if he was as thick-skinned as Wu Yue, he couldn't help but blush.

He immediately looked away, coughed twice and said, "The taro harvested before is still in the cellar. I want to see what's going on in the cellar."

Then he frowned and said: "It has been raining for so many days. This is the first time we have built a cellar. If it is wet inside, the taro will be ruined."

Yuan Lang nodded, wiped his hair, walked to the corner, took out an animal skin suit and put it on: "Let's go, I'll go take a look with you."

Wu Yue nodded, and the two of them put on the straw clothes they had knitted before and ran towards the cellar area not far away.

There are still orc warriors guarding the cellar, and everyone takes turns living in the house built before. There is plenty of firewood and food in it, and it is very warm.

Seeing two figures coming from the big cave, the orc warrior guarding the cellar quickly put on his straw clothes and walked out.

"Wu Yue? Yuan Lang? It's raining so heavily, why did you come here?"

Wu Yue smiled and said: "I wanted to come to the cellar to get some taro and make some delicious food, so I asked Yuan Lang to accompany me."

The half-orc warrior nodded, then smiled and said: "As long as you ask the slaves to come over and say something, it will be fine. Why don't you come here yourself? If you get sick, it will be cured."

Although he said this, he still led the two of them towards the cellar on the side.

After reaching the edge of the cellar, he stopped and said, "The taro in this cellar is what we have been eating. Let me go down and fetch some for you."

Wu Yue smiled and said: "Let me go in there once too. I haven't really gone inside since it was built and the taro was put in."

The half-orc smiled and lifted the stone slab above the cellar aside: "Because the people going down are all orcs or half-orc warriors, we have nothing to step on."

After saying that, he scratched his head in embarrassment.

Wu Yue smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it just so happens that Yuan Lang is going down too, just ask him to pick me up."

When Yuan Lang heard this, he didn't hesitate to walk forward and jumped into the cellar.

Then he stretched out his hand and said, "Just jump down and I'll catch you."

The orc on the side saw this and showed a meaningful smile. Wu Yue couldn't help but blush at his smile.

But thinking about what he was worried about, he still jumped down into the cellar.

One-third of the cellar has been emptied, probably eaten by the male guarding it.

The remaining taro still looked very fresh, and even the cellar walls were dry, without the moisture problem she was worried about.

This made her sigh in relief.

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

Yuan Lang had also entered the cellar of a common people's house before, but he had gone to avoid pursuing soldiers at that time. He only took a brief look at it. Although there were some food that could be easily stored, the place was far less spacious than here.

After filling the basket he brought and handing it to the orc warrior above, Yuan Lang jumped up directly with the little female in his arms.

Wu Yue's heart tightened, as ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped in her heart.

This cellar is at least as tall as an ordinary orc, right? You jump up from a distance of more than two meters? And you’re still holding someone in your arms?

Why don't you go to heaven? After being put down, Wu Yue felt that her legs were a little shaky.

"I didn't expect you to be so timid sometimes?"

Yuan Lang looked at the timid appearance of the little female and said in a funny tone.

Hearing this, Tongzi laughed wildly in the dark: "Yes, yes, what you saw is absolutely correct. The dog host is such a coward with only a little more courage than a sesame seed."

Sensing Tongzi's thoughts, Wu Yue immediately called up the dashboard and prepared to deduct all her pocket points. However, when she saw that there were very few points in the balance, she decisively gave up her idea.

No wonder Tongzi seems to be in menopause these days. Whenever she does something bad, she will start to criticize her. There is no money to spend on love, and it will be broken.

The two of them returned to the cave with a full basket of taro, and the surrounding females gathered around them curiously: "Yue, what is this in the basket you are carrying... Oh my God, isn't this thing just a hit?

It will be an itchy and painful bump!"

Among the onlookers, some people quickly recognized him.

Wu Yue nodded: "This is called taro. When we touch the juice of raw taro, we will feel itchy and uncomfortable, but if it is cooked or roasted, it will be fine."

As she spoke, she used a wooden stick to push aside the fire and buried a few taros in it.

The rest was taken to the pool by Yuan Lang to be cleaned.

"Cut it into pieces for me." Wu Yue smiled brightly.

Yuan Lang narrowed his eyes. Perhaps no one in the entire tribe knew the effects of taro juice better than she did. The little female didn't dare to cut it herself, so she let him do it.

But for the little female he liked, the orc happily doted on him, chuckled lightly, and walked away carrying a whole basket of taro.

Wu Yue looked at the orc's leaving figure in confusion, what was he doing?

But soon, he knew.

When Yuan Lang came over carrying a whole basket of taro cut into pieces, the screams of pain from the orcs of the Poisonous Scorpion Tribe at the entrance of the cave could be heard throughout the entire cave.

Wu Yue looked at him funny: "Are you calling me a dead Taoist friend but a poor Taoist?"

Yuan Lang raised his eyebrows: "As a prisoner, you can't just eat and sleep every day."

After that, he sat down on the stone covered with straw mat on one side: "Besides, I just gave them a piece of ginger."

Wu Yue silently lit a candle for the poisonous scorpion tribe orcs.

But the sympathetic smile only lasted less than three seconds, and she was instantly forgotten.

Because the oil in the stone pot is hot.

Pour the meat that has been sliced ​​and prepared before into the stone pot and stir-fry. The fat will be quickly stir-fried and jump in the pot sizzlingly.

Add some fruits and seasonings prepared earlier, add water and simmer.

As the water in the pot is boiled, the aroma of meat soon spreads in the cave.

The tribesmen all got up and walked out of the cave with some sweetness and annoyance. Such a questionable smell must be that Wu Yue is making delicious food again.

Thinking of the previous heavy rainy seasons when there was a shortage of animal skins and food, I suddenly felt that my life during this rainy season was really a waste.

As the tribesmen came out one after another, they saw Wu Yue cooking something on the largest stove, surrounded by a circle of females who were studying.

The female orcs were sitting on the outside like the orcs, smelling the aroma of meat and drooling.

The half-orcs and pure human females who were watching had already learned enough.

The female orcs looked at the half-orcs and pure human females surrounding the pot, with a trace of envy in their hearts.

There is no way, I don't know why, the female orc warriors who are as powerful as the orc warriors seem to have been abandoned by the beast god when it comes to making food, they just don't know how to do it.

The food produced can be called the dark cuisine of the orc world.

Guessing that it was almost time, Wu Yue poured in the taro that made the tribesmen blush, covered the pot again and started to stew.

As the sound of stewing sounded again, the aroma of meat mixed with the aroma of taro spread out again, and the sound of swallowing saliva was heard all around again.

Yuan Lang, who was sitting by the pot with a bowl in his hands and waiting, buried his handsome face in the steaming mist from the pot, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

"Isn't it better yet?"

It was rare to see him like this. Wu Yue opened the lid of the pot in a funny way, scooped out a piece of taro and meat with a spoon and put them into his stone bowl: "Try it and see if it's good."

The meat and taro in the bowl were steaming white. Yuan Lang's eyes lit up, he picked up the chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth.

The salty, crispy meat was mixed with the flavor of various seasoning fruits and seasonings put in the pot. There was no meaty smell. One bite made the orc narrow his eyes.

The taro has absorbed the gravy in the pot, and it has a strong meaty flavor and a soft texture, which is very suitable for older tribesmen and cubs.

For orcs and young tribesmen, meat is naturally more attractive to them.

"How is it?" Wu Yue looked at the orc expectantly and asked.

The surrounding tribesmen all responded with the sound of swallowing saliva in unison.

Yuan Lang raised the bowl in his hand to the edge of the pot: "It's ready."

The meaning should not be too obvious. Wu Yue served him a bowl first, dumbfounded, but saw the orc put aside the bowl of taro stew and brought another stone bowl: "Mine."

"That bowl just now?"

The orc's expression was unnatural: "Yours."

The little female had distributed the food she had cooked several times before to the tribesmen, but she didn't get much of it, so she might as well just keep it.

After Yuan Lang was satisfied with the two bowls of stew and moved away from the pot, the two orc warriors squeezed in naturally, grinning brightly with big white teeth: "Witches and ours."

The two of them did this every time. Whenever they came to serve food for the shaman, they would definitely bring an extra stone bowl, and they would eat one bowl at a time, very consciously.

The remaining food was distributed among the families by the grandmothers in the tribe.

Anyway, everyone tasted it, and it was only then that everyone realized that the itchy, painful and uncomfortable lump of earth was really delicious food.

In the next few days, people from the tribe who learned about the existence of taro from Wu Yue visited the cellar in the back mountain one after another, and the inventory inside began to decrease at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The half-orcs responsible for guarding were a little dumbfounded as they felt the tribe's crazy love for taro, and inexplicably felt that their guarding life might end early.

"Dog host, have you been a little too decadent these days? You just eat and eat, and you haven't made any progress in the task of catching iron pincers."

On this day, Wu Yue, who had eaten and drank enough, was lying in the grass nest in the cave to digest, when Tongzi's voice of disgust suddenly sounded, followed by an attack by a fat leg.

Looking at Fatty Lan who kept patting herself with his fat paws, Wu Yue sighed comfortably: "Don't stop massaging."

Tongzi: "!!!"

Ouch! Dog host, what do you think this is? A salt crystal beast-shaped massager?

Immediately remove his little fat paw from the dog host's hoof.

Wu Yue let out a sigh of disappointment when Fatty Claws moved away. Tongzi, who had no pocket points to control, seemed to be back to the difficult time before.

He spread his hands and said: "I also want to get some iron pincers, but since the last iron pincer attack, there have been no more iron pincers. Everything under the mountain is flooded, and I have no place to look for it."

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Tongzi looked at the somewhat lazy host, and the furry little beast's face became a little solemn. Perhaps the leisurely life during this period of time had made the host relax, and now it seemed that her IQ had dropped.

But when it thought of something, it didn't make a sound to remind. In this world of beasts, the most indispensable thing is danger. If you don't have the awareness to deal with danger at any time, then the consequences...