Chapter 310: You couldn't possibly have some serious illness, could you?

He found that the males here mostly relied on their own brute strength when hunting.

After spotting prey, they didn't bother with technique; they just charged in together and got it done.

Therefore, being already strong among the young Beastman Warriors, he gradually attracted a group of them through repeated contact.

In several group hunts, Yuan Lang demonstrated the rich harvest brought by his strategic hunting.

He even began teaching his underlings some martial arts moves.

Beastfolk possess extraordinary stamina; if they train further, who in this beast world could be a match for their Snow Tiger Tribe?

Unaware of Yuan Lang's group's actions, the exhausted Wu Yue washed up simply and fell asleep.

The next day, while she was eating a simple breakfast, she unexpectedly saw Qingcao's chubby figure together with Aya, chatting and laughing as they came to her home.

So, she had only been gone for a few days—what on earth happened to you guys?

Upon seeing her, Qingcao became very excited: "Yue, I just made plans with Aya to go hunting together—do you want to join?"

Wu Yue sneakily glanced at the smiling female behind her: "When did you start hanging out with Aya?"

Qingcao chuckled, rubbing his head: "It's not like we developed feelings after gathering together a few times, hehe."

Wu Yue chuckled: "Your feelings are like a tornado."

In the end, the three of them still went together to the forest outside the tribe.

Looking at the obviously old wild vegetables on the ground, Wu Yue glanced at the two females who had already squatted down, ready to dig.

"Shall we gather these wild vegetables today?"

Qingcao and Aya nodded: "Yeah, even though they're old, if you mash them into patties, they're still edible."

Upon hearing that, Wu Yue squatted down, grabbed a wild vegetable and pulled upward: "..."

Feeling a bit embarrassed, she glanced at her two companions beside her: "Yesterday, when spraying the medicine, I lacked strength."

After saying that, she gave a light cough twice and secretly exerted force.

After a while, looking at the wild vegetable she had pulled until only a stalk remained, Wu Yue felt depressed.

What exactly is wrong with me that I must humiliate myself here?

The two beside her had already collapsed laughing, their laughter utterly undisguised—how arrogant.

Wu Yue patted her oily green hands, gave the two laughing idiots a cold look: "Please, just act like humans."

Qingcao casually pulled out the grass stuck on his butt, tossed it aside, and laughed: "We just didn't expect you, Yue, to be unable to pull out even a wild vegetable."

Wu Yue chuckled: "Is that even a normal wild vegetable?"

Tongzi timely poked his head out from the basket at her side: "It's from Class Two..."

Wu Yue gave him a warning glance: "Don't be cheeky, or I'll confiscate your snacks."

"You two called me over just..."—as she was saying that, she froze upon seeing the blade of grass Qingcao had just tossed from his butt crack.

Aya reached out, picked up that "grass," and handed it to Wu Yue: "What's there to look at with this grass?"

Wu Yue honestly shook her head: "Not pretty, but tasty."

"This is a mushroom, sis! Letting fresh mushrooms go uneaten while you make me eat that old-timer's wild vegetable?"

"This is a mushroom, it's edible."

Qingcao stepped forward, touched her forehead: "Yue, you couldn't possibly have some big illness, could you? This is poison grass—people in the tribe have accidentally eaten it and died before."