World of beasts with system

The petite witch was a little confused. The sweet mushroom taste in his mouth was suddenly washed away, replaced by a very familiar smell of flesh and blood.

The petite witch who didn't really like eating meat was instantly angry and looked fiercely at the orc warrior above his head.

"I am a witch, shouldn't you listen to me? I don't want to eat meat, don't you hear me?"

As she spoke, she chewed the meat and mushrooms in her mouth hard, her little face puffed up like a newly ripened mountain fruit in the forest.

The strong orc warrior stretched out his big hand like a cattail fan and touched the head of the petite witch: "You can only grow up by eating meat. You are too young now. I still want to be your partner."

The petite witch felt that the anger in his heart suddenly deflated like a popped balloon, and then... suddenly he wasn't so angry anymore.

But it was replaced by a very sad emotion: "I also want to grow up, but I don't eat less meat, and my body shape hasn't changed at all."

After saying that, he looked at the position of the strong orc's animal skin skirt with some melancholy, and then looked at himself: "We really don't match each other."

The strong orc had a dark look on his face: "Then you should eat less mushrooms. The great witch has said that you have never been able to grow up. It is probably because you have eaten too many mushrooms."

That's why it's as small as a mushroom...

But would an orc warrior say this?

Absolutely not, he is just forcing it in his heart.

The petite witch looked at the strong orc with a look of disdain: "Our tribe is like this. My father and mother said that growing up depends on the blessing of the beast god. What is the reason why I eat mushrooms?"

After that, he bit off a piece of mushroom meat again and chewed it.

The strong orc glanced at her and said nothing, but during the following meal time, he would tear off a piece of meat from time to time and stuff it into the petite witch's mouth, causing her to scream angrily.

And here, as winter approaches, the orc warriors and people from small and medium-sized tribes speed up the construction of city walls.

The tall city wall is as high as five orc warriors. Due to the addition of some iron tree powder, the entire city wall has a thick iron-blue color.

"Beast God, did we really build such a tall stone wall?"

The tribesmen of small and medium-sized tribes looked at the tall city walls around them, and then looked at the heads in their hands. They still felt a little erratic.

When Wu Yue found Yuan Lang, he was shirtless and working with the orc warriors on the top of the city wall.

"Yuan Lang."

The city wall was too high, and with the blessing of witchcraft, Wu Yue's voice reached the ears of the sweating orcs above.

Perhaps he was used to long hair in the previous world. Yuan Lang's long, silky white hair stood up on a vine and hung down to spread out on his back.

Yuan Lang, who was building the city wall, heard the little female's voice and immediately followed the sound with his deep eyes. The little female was wearing a simple white animal skin dress, revealing her white and tender limbs. She was petite and agile.

Yuan Lang felt soft in his heart, put down his hand, turned around, and jumped straight off the high city wall.

The tall figure fell from the high city wall, but like a falling leaf, leaving only a shallow footprint.

Yuan Lang's naked chest was covered with beads of sweat, and except for some mud on his hands, there was no trace of dirt on his body.

"You don't have obsessive-compulsive disorder, do you?"

Wu Yue smiled and teased the tall and handsome orc warrior in front of her.

Yuan Lang chuckled: "Why do it all over the body when you can do it with both hands?"

As he spoke, he walked to the side where there was a water tank for the orc warriors to clean.

Wu Yue stepped forward and scooped out some water for him to clean: "I have a simple drawing of a loom. I want to see if the cloth can be used. Can you help me make it?"

After that, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the orc with deep eyebrows: "I believe this trivial matter will not trouble us... General."

For the last sentence, she gently leaned closer to Yuan Lang's ear, and her voice was lowered by more than one degree.

Warm breath blew against the orc's ears, making Yuan Lang's ears numb. He raised his eyes and glanced at the smiling little female: "Naturally."

It is said to be a simple version of the loom, but it is still a bit difficult for Yuan Lang and Wu Yue who have never operated it before.

It took two days to make this simple loom.

"It looks almost the same, but I don't know how it will work."

Hearing what the little female said, Yuan Lang felt a little nervous.

After arranging the warp threads and completing a series of preparations, Wu Yue nervously sat in front of the simple loom.

'Creak, click, click...'

'Creak, click, click...'

This sound kept repeating.

Wu Yue's piece of cloth is about as wide as one of her own arms.

It was also the first time for Yuan Lang to see a woman weaving cloth on a loom, and he stood aside to watch with some curiosity.

But as time passed, and looking at the finished product in front of the little female that was no wider than his little finger, he felt that his whole body was not feeling well.

"I'd better build the city wall first. I'm afraid it will take some time to weave it to the point where it can be seen."

He never knew that weaving was such a time-consuming thing. No wonder a good piece of cloth was very expensive.

Wu Yue raised her head and rubbed her sore neck: "Okay, you go ahead and do your work first. Weaving is not something you have to rush for, and besides, I'm not skilled yet."

Yuan Lang's big, well-jointed hands were placed on the back of the little female's neck, and he slowly kneaded it: "Don't be anxious, just take your time. We still have animal skins to wear."

The two talked for a while, during which Yuan Lang kept squeezing Wu Yue.

The orc's palms are burning and the massage is very comfortable.

It took Wu Yue a whole week to weave this piece of cloth. Even in a week, she could only get a piece of fabric as long as her forearm, which made her very frustrated.

"It seems that this cloth can only be woven slowly in winter when there is nothing to do."

After covering the loom with a piece of cloth redeemed from the system mall, Wu Yue put on her small basket and walked out.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The tribe is now very busy. After the orc warriors handed over part of the prey they hunted, the rest was given to the tribesmen who participated in the hunt.

The communal food of the tribe is made by the females of several gathering teams, who pickle bacon and make pickles and dried vegetables.

"Yue, you finally came out. Everyone is busy making food. What have you been doing at home?"

Qingcao, who was curing bacon, saw his friend coming out and hurried over. He was injured and looked like he was doing some hand care.

Wu Yue smiled mysteriously: "I'm making something very magical, but it takes a lot of time. If it's done well, I'm afraid it won't be until winter. I'll show it to you then."

Qingcao's curiosity was aroused by her mysterious appearance, and he smiled and leaned over: "You still keep our relationship a secret. Anyway, one of the prey in my hand has been marinated. Please take me over to have a look.

Bar."

Being stared at by her bright eyes, Wu Yue said funnyly: "I can't take you to see it now, because it hasn't been done yet, so I can't see it."

"All right."

Although he was curious about what new things his friends were working on, Wu Yue's words still killed Qingcao's curiosity in the cradle.

"Yue, the construction of the city wall has now reached the final section. The orc warriors took the opportunity to build another kiln and fired a lot of new pottery. We will finish curing the bacon later and said we would go over and have a look together.

Are you going?"

"New pottery?"

Wu Yue looked at Qingcao curiously: "Is the shape different?"

Qingcao smiled mysteriously: "I won't tell you either. You will know when you come with us and take a look."

After that, the two of them walked over to the females, chatting and laughing, and helped pickle the remaining bacon.

In the end, only an older grandma was left to guard the house, while the rest of the females went to the brick kiln to see a batch of porcelain being fired.

"Lord Wuyue."

This time, Nagano was still in charge of making the blanks. He was very excited to see Wu Yue, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and the wrinkles on his face looked like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"The pottery produced this time is relatively small."

Wu Yue picked up a jar and looked at it. The surface of this jar was much smoother than the ones made before, but the height was only about the same as her forearm.

Nagano nodded: "There are a few slaves who are very good at making large vats and large jars, so I separated the large pottery and small pottery and let them make them."

"You did very well."

Wu Yue rarely recognized Nagano's work.

Nagano happily rubbed his hands aside, his eyes getting brighter.

What makes Wu Yue funny is that Nagano actually specially selected a batch of good-quality pottery and left it to her.

After Qingcao and the others had selected, Nagano and the slaves returned to Wu Yue's home openly and openly, holding the pottery specially left for Wu Yue.

What Wu Yue didn't expect was that there were people in the yard, and there were quite a few of them.

"Um...what's going on?"

Wu Yue looked at the Snow Tiger clan leader and several strange orc warriors standing in his yard with a confused look on his face.

Although I have never seen them before, I can still tell from their golden hair that these people should be orc warriors from the Wild Lion Tribe.

There are several baskets placed in the yard, which exude a very fresh and familiar fruity aroma.

"Yue, come and take a look. This is the fruit specially sent to you by the clansmen of the Crazy Lion Tribe."

After Wu Yue nodded and greeted each of the tall and handsome orc warriors, she walked to the side of the Snow Tiger clan leader and looked down at the basket he had uncovered.

These backpacks were exchanged by the Mad Lion Tribe from their tribe during the previous trade fair.

It's just that Wu Yue didn't have any thoughts on the origin of these baskets at the moment. She was looking at the pineapples in the basket with a look of surprise that were as big as two orcs' hands.

"This is a golden fruit only found in the Crazy Lion Tribe. It was given to the Crazy Lion Tribe by the Beast God. The pulp inside is as golden as the hair of the Crazy Lion Tribe people.

It is the most precious fruit of the Mad Lion Tribe, and the Mad Lion Witch divided some for the orc warriors to bring over for you to try."

An orc warrior from the Wild Lion Tribe stepped forward, and with a 'swish' sound, he transformed his claws, and then a sharp light flashed, and the pineapple skin was peeled off piece by piece.

The orc's eyes were bright and he handed the pineapple in his hand to Wu Yue.

Wu Yuexiao glanced at him: "Thank you."

Then he walked into the kitchen with the pineapple, cut it into finger-thick slices, put it on a plate and brought it out.

The aroma of cut pineapple becomes stronger and stronger, making people salivate just from smelling it.

The sweet and sour pineapple juice flowed in her mouth, making her narrow her eyes in enjoyment.

"This fruit is so delicious, thank you Mad Lion Witch for sharing it."

Wu Yue's thanks were greatly appreciated by the members of the Wild Lion Tribe, and the smiles on their faces became even stronger.

"The witch said that the Snow Tiger Tribe has helped us a lot, and this is nothing."

The orc warrior who had just helped Wu Yue peel off the pineapple said with a smile.

Seeing that Wu Yue really liked the look of pineapples, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. After thinking for a moment, she continued: "We are here this time, firstly, to send golden fruits to the ghost tribe, and secondly, we hope to exchange for some snow tigers."

The tribe was able to preserve the prey for a long time and return it."

Before the last migration, the Snow Tiger Tribe asked the orc warriors of the Flying Eagle Tribe to distribute some bacon to the other three tribes. To the surprise of the three tribes, a lot of their food was spoiled, but those that were supposed to be the most

The meat that goes bad easily has no peculiar smell at all.

Finally, after research by three tribes, it was discovered that the meat seemed to have been treated with salt.

After migrating back to their own territories, all three tribes began to study this method of preserving meat for a long time.

but....

A lot of salt was wasted, but the meat they made was still bad when it should be.

People from these three tribes no longer dare to try it casually.

Now, seeing that winter is getting closer, the Crazy Lion Tribe was the first to be unable to sit still, and came to request the Snow Tiger Tribe on the pretext of sending golden fruits, hoping to exchange some meat that you can store for a long time.

Wu Yue and the leader of the Xuehu clan looked at each other. Sending fruit to each other was just a matter of course, but the main purpose was this.

But Wu Yue didn't speak, and the leader of the Snow Tiger clan smiled and said: "Because we don't want to exchange these meats, there are not so many prepared bacons in the tribe to exchange for you."

The faces of all the orcs of the Wild Lion Tribe were filled with disappointment: "We can exchange it with the food we brought back from the hunt."

Food that can be preserved for a long time is so important that they are not willing to give up as long as there is a little hope.

"You have worked hard along the way. Go back and rest first. We will discuss it with Wu later."

After seeing off the orc warriors of the Crazy Lion Tribe, Wu Yue looked at the Snow Tiger Tribe Chief: "I'm afraid there's more than just this tribe."

The corner of the Snow Tiger clan leader's mouth twitched: "Do you have any ideas?"

Wu Yuechi thought for a moment and then said: "Making bacon is a waste of salt. I believe they have no way of needing a lot, so we can let them hunt their own prey and exchange salt with us.

We are only responsible for helping them pickle it, and then they take it back to the tribe to dry."