Chapter 245: Infusion

Since coming to this world, aside from the Beastman Warriors of the four major tribes of the Polar Forest, Wu Yue really hasn't seen any Beastman Warriors of other races.

After hearing Yuan Lang say that this Beastman Warrior was of the Rat Tribe, she examined him very carefully.

Although the Beastman's stature was somewhat shorter than other Beastman Warriors, it was still definitely over 185, just with a larger difference in build.

The Beastman Warriors of the Snow Tiger Tribe are generally more robust, but this Rat Tribe Beastman is relatively slender.

Wu Yue couldn't help but look at Yuan Lang beside her and ask, 'What is this Beastman Warrior's name?'

"Shu Ye."

"Infusion?"

Wu Yue's expression cracked a little; could this be aimed at me?

Heaven knows this Beastman Warrior's name might very well be the reason I transmigrated.

Tongzi, who had been secretly observing, already burst out laughing.

But fearing the host would fly into a rage and dock its allowance again, it could only stuff its plump little fists into its mouth, enduring the hardship.

Seeing her strange expression, Yuan Lang looked at her puzzled and asked, 'What's wrong?'

"It's nothing, I just think his name is still quite pleasant to hear."

Yuan Lang nodded upon hearing that: 'I think so too.'

While the two were speaking, the Rat Tribe Beastman Warrior ahead flashed with light all over; after the light faded, a snow-white little mouse the size of a Beastman's palm appeared on that stone.

Looking at the not-far-off chubby little mouse with white fluffy fur and tiny black-bead eyes that kept blinking, Wu Yue felt that her earlier criticism of others deserved her to commit suicide on the spot!

Especially when listening to the tribespeople speak, its two round ears kept twitching, and when it didn't understand something, it would tilt its head, saying, 'What did you say?'

"Rat doesn't understand..."

Looking at the obviously affectionate little gaze of the female beside him, Yuan Lang felt helpless inside.

Indeed, girls all like this kind of tiny, soft, fluffy little animal that could be stepped on and killed several at once with one foot.

Now, even mice are within the acceptable range.

After confirming the direction, the Rat Tribe Beastman, amidst the eager gazes of all the Beastman Warriors, swooshed into the deep blue crystal wall.

From within the crystal wall came the continual sound of claws digging.

Wu Yue looked at the hole only the size of two Beastmen's fists, turned to Yuan Lang, and asked, 'Will Shu Ye keep digging the hole all the way to our Snow Tiger Tribe's territory?'

Yuan Lang nodded: 'This is the best method; his Rat Tribe Beastmen can determine the direction and break through accurately, and then we can follow his dug tunnel to excavate, so we won't make mistakes.'

"How long will it take roughly?"

After all, Shu Ye's Beastman form is so small, and this earth tunnel still has some distance to go before reaching their Snow Tiger Tribe's territory.

Yuan Lang shook his head: 'I don't know either; just wait.'

"Yuan Lang, Yue, we can no longer hear Shu Ye's voice."

Yuan Lang looked at the Beastfolk: 'Everyone, seize the time to rest; once Shu Ye determines the direction, we won't have time to rest.'

The Beastman Warriors, hearing this, all nodded in unison; the mountain cave instantly fell quiet, save for the rising and falling breaths of the Beastman Warriors.

Meanwhile, not far away in a mountain forest, more than a dozen Black Wolf Tribe Beastman Warriors were carrying several huge beasts toward their own tribe.

"I never expected that the little female of the Snow Tiger Tribe would be so formidable, actually able to heal even festering wounds."

"Who would have thought? Even a shaman couldn't handle such a wound... huh?"