Chapter 10: Unable to Appraise

After saying that, the two people shoved each other and vanished into the cave like a gust of wind.

She tightened the grass vine around her waist, then reached out and picked up the pitch-black bun left by the woman just now.

"What is this?"

It felt soft when pinched, looked pitch-black from afar, but only when held in hand did she notice it also had some green.

She hesitated a moment, then lifted the black bun to her nose, and a faint fresh plant scent came through.

"So, this thing is actually made of plants?"

Looking at the food in her hand, Wu Yue gulped down saliva, broke off a small piece and put it in her mouth; the black bun didn't taste good, probably made by the Snow Tiger Tribe people crushing wild vegetables and pinching them together.

But at times like this, filling one's stomach is more important than anything.

In the original owner's memory, their little tribe never had a time when they could eat their fill, especially during such a period of scarcity between harvests.

Starving to death a few people is nothing major.

"System, appraise food." This vegetable bun should also count as a kind of food, and besides, it looks like there's more than one kind, so it should be able to accumulate some energy.

However, the fact is always this merciless; a cold voice sounded in her mind: "Unable to appraise."

Wu Yue looked dazedly at the vegetable bun in her hand and asked the system: "Why, isn't this food?"

But disappointing her, this temporary system obviously lacks the high intelligence of Tongzi; facing her question, it only had one answer: "Unable to appraise."

Wu Yue: "."

Tongzi, although we've only been together for less than a day, my longing for you is as vast and continuous as a surging river, like the Yellow River bursting its banks—unstoppable.

Right now I just want to sing a song for you: Come back quickly~ I can't bear it alone~

Silently swallowing her complaint about the temporary system, Wu Yue resolutely picked up the vegetable bun and began to gnaw on it.

After eating and drinking her fill, Wu Yue, who could not accept running naked, once again picked up the nearby grass mat and began weaving it.

With the morning practice, her weaving speed in the afternoon was noticeably much faster.

When the two women came to deliver the evening meal, the grass mat in Wu Yue's hand was already enough to make a short skirt and a bandeau.

"Can you go out to gather tomorrow?" the slightly sturdily built woman frowned and looked at Wu Yue.

Wu Yue thought for a moment, then nodded: "Sure, I feel much better now."

The sturdily built woman breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze toward her softening a little: "The tribe only provides you with three days' food; if you can't go gathering, you'll have nothing to eat after tomorrow."

Wu Yue nodded with a smile: "Thanks for the reminder, I'm Wu Yue. And you?"

The sturdily built woman handed her the vegetable bun in her hand: "I'm Qing Hua."

The slightly thin woman beside her gave Wu Yue a bashful smile: "I'm Qingcao."

Wu Yue nodded seriously to indicate she had remembered: "What time tomorrow for gathering? Where should we meet?"

Qing Hua pointed to the open space not far outside the cave: "The gathering party and the hunting party set out together; they assemble at dawn, so you need to get up early."

You don't belong to the tribe's gathering team; if you just follow along, half of the food you bring back must be turned over to the tribe, and only the remainder can be yours.

Wu Yue's eyes lit up—there was actually such a good deal? She had thought all the harvests belonged to the tribe collectively.

(End of chapter)