Chapter 20: Let Him Lick

Wu Yue's mouth twitched; this pretentious system is really enough.

"Howl~" a tiger roar rang out, spreading across the entire gathering area.

It sounded like Qingcao A Mu's voice.

"Gathering time is almost here. Yue, let's hurry and gather more to bring back."

Speaking, she waved her hands quickly again in the wild vegetable field.

Wu Yue, however, walked over to that small patch of hemostatic grass, pressed down the bitter greens in her woven bag to make space, and gathered that small patch of hemostatic grass.

"System, can this hemostatic grass also be exchanged for points?"

"As long as it's about points, the system will definitely not be nitpicky; it came online with excellent service attitude: 'Of course, one hemostatic grass yields 0.5 points; please gather more, host.'"

"This unscrupulous system, do you dare to be even darker?!"

"Please don't doubt the system's good quality; all purchase prices are fair, just, and open." The system wore a stern expression.

Although as a system it doesn't have a face, such a lofty thing.

Wu Yue gave a hehe smile: "How could I doubt the virtuous system? You're the best."

"Damn it, Wu Yue feels she's really having a hard time; externally she must guard against that strange female Aya, and internally she still has to flatter her own system with rainbow farts."

"Yue, gather!"

"Miserably, she wiped her face, and under Qingcao's call headed toward the previously agreed gathering spot."

"Yue, where did you just go? I looked up and you ran off elsewhere; there aren't as many wild vegetables elsewhere." Qingcao complained, holding her plump beast-skin bundle, about Wu Yue's recent abandonment.

Wu Yue smiled as she opened a gap in her waist-worn woven bag: "Look."

Qingcao curiously poked her head over, and seeing the familiar red leaves: "Is that the kind of herb that can stop bleeding?"

Wu Yue nodded: "My body is weak; if I get injured it won't heal easily, so I thought to gather some to have on hand."

Hearing that, Qingcao sympathetically patted her shoulder, looking at her with an expression that said "I understand."

Wu Yue stared blankly, so what exactly did you understand?

The females at the gathering site looked at Wu Yue with some sympathy; the few females who had greeted her upon arrival, however, gathered around.

"Yue, I heard Aya is giving you trouble?" This was a chubby little female, her little face plump and babyish, looking quite young.

The tall, sturdy female beside her immediately took up her words: "Just now the gathering area was all abuzz; Aya has always disliked weak, feeble females."

"Yue can't even gather wild vegetables properly; she'll definitely be targeted."

The other few females also wore worried expressions: "Yue, you really can't gather wild vegetables?"

Wu Yue gave a wry smile and nodded: "Because of my health I've always stayed in the cave, never gone out to gather, so my fingers got injured, but I can gather, just a bit slower than you."

"You're injured!" The surrounding few young females exclaimed in unison: "Is it your fingers?"

The tall, sturdy female immediately turned and summoned a half-beast warrior: "Yue, let him lick your injured finger quickly."

"Lick... lick!!!"

Wu Yue's shocked face: "No need, right?!"

What, you don't need? The Half-Beast's saliva may not be as potent as the Beastfolk's, but it's still quite useful for a minor wound like yours; otherwise, with your body so weak, you'd run a fever.

In the tribe before, there were cases of females dying from fever after injury; even after summoning the Shaman, there was nothing that could be done.