Chapter 118: Food Storage Cave

The wild vegetables aren't heavy, and this rattan basket is about the same size as in her previous life; its weight is within what she can bear.

"Huashu Ama, where should we put these wild vegetables?"

Huashu Ama smiled and said, "Of course we put them in the food storage cave reserved for our gathering team."

The female beside her chuckled and poked Wu Yue's arm: "Yue, you haven't been to our gathering team's food storage cave yet, right? Today I'll take you to see it."

Several females chattered as they headed straight for the cave area.

After winding around for a long time, a vast clearing appeared before everyone; Wu Yue then realized there were many huge caves here, each guarded by Half-Beasts at the entrance.

Meanwhile, Huashu Ama led them straight to one cave.

Although the cave was dark, Wu Yue could somehow see inside.

The surrounding cave walls were hung with all kinds of food, mostly wild vegetables, with only a little meat and fruit.

As they went deeper, the temperature in the cave gradually dropped.

Wu Yue looked at the water beside her in amazement: "This cave is actually quite cool."

"Water chuckled: 'This is a storage cave unique to our Snow Tiger Tribe; the Shaman periodically comes to inject some shamanic power to keep the temperature low, so by storing food here we can keep it longer.'"

"But meat doesn't work; storing meat in a food storage cave consumes a lot of shamanic power, which is why you see that our food storage cave holds only a small amount of meat."

Wu Yue nodded, but inside she was greatly surprised that shamanic power could have such an effect; it's truly amazing.

"Of course, the wonders of shamanic power are beyond what you, the host, can imagine; what you've seen now is only a small part. Once you become a great shaman, you will personally experience its wonders."

Tongzi came online again.

Wu Yue rolled her eyes speechlessly: "I know, Dog System, you can withdraw; I won't casually say anything about not cultivating again."

With her weak-chicken-like body, if she doesn't cultivate, in this beast world where the strong reign supreme, she'll probably only be able to eat farts.

Unlike their ease, at this moment on the Snow Tiger Tribe's territory, Yuan Lang was leading his squad in a running pursuit.

Yuan Lang is one of the strongest among the tribe's younger generation of Beastfolk.

Moreover, every time they follow him out to hunt, they bring back more than one prey.

Because Yuan Lang can kill prey in a way that doesn't involve seeing blood, with no bloody smell, they can hunt while carrying the prey.

"Yuan Lang, I increasingly feel that my beast form is mighty."

Teng Qian gazed dreamily at his tiger form, speaking narcissistically.

"Yuan Lang chuckled at his face: 'I don't see where you've become mighty; could it be your intelligence?'"

"Teng Qian: '...'"

"No beast-form attack, ha!"

The proud, tsundere tiger snorted, then sat on a small mound and began to groom his fur in a very alluring manner.

In the distance, a group of pitch-black unidentified Beastfolk hid behind a thicket, staring at that conspicuous white fluffy mass.

"Chief, that mass looks like a Beastfolk from the Snow Tiger Tribe."

"A huge black claw swept over: 'I'm not blind, so it must be a female Beastfolk.'"

"Female Beastfolk!"

The Beastfolk's eyes suddenly lit up; seeing that build, they definitely liked the type and decisively wanted to hook up.