Chapter 361

Her gaze was unusually firm; in that moment, Yuan Lang felt that the person standing beside him was not a petite girl only up to his shoulder, but a strong one who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Alright, I respect your choice."

Seeing Yuan Lang off, Wu Yue walked into the tent and lay down in her own grass nest.

"Host, your just‑now showing off was really not bad; your whole body seemed to be emitting sparkling golden light, almost blinding my titanium‑alloy system eyes."

Wu Yue dragged him out of her satchel and messed with him, saying: "Stop spouting nonsense; I'm naturally the kind of person who sparkles with golden light, alright!"

Suddenly, a silence fell inside the tent.

After a moment, Wu Yue's voice sounded softly: "Tongzi, your host is about to head to the front lines; don't you have anything to give me to preserve my little life?"

Tongzi raked through his messy fur, messed with by the dog host, and said ruthlessly: "If we remove the two words 'give as a gift', I still have something here."

Wu Yue: "…"

If I want to spend points, why are you asking me what to do?

The Dog System really isn't understanding at all.

Looking at her still fairly abundant points, Wu Yue exchanged some usable medicinal pills and items in the system store.

After eating dinner, she made another trip to the Snow Tiger Shaman's cave, and left with a bundle of precious herbs under the Shaman's pained gaze.

Looking at the neatly arranged basket, she nodded satisfied: "This is perfect."

The remaining items are in the system space; at that time we can just take them out under the cover of the basket.

She summoned Changye, gave him instructions, said a few words to Qingcao and Aya, then returned to her own small den to sleep.

The next morning, the Snow Tiger Tribe's people gathered early in the clearing to see off the tribespeople heading to drive away the fireball beasts.

Seeing the petite female standing among the tall beastfolk, all the females couldn't help but feel deep worry in their eyes.

Qingcao and Aya's eyes had tears glimmering even more.

"Yue, you must be careful."

"If there's danger, just run away; don't worry about those beastman warriors."

The beastman warriors: "…"

Wu Yue: "…"

Not running when there's danger—could she be mentally challenged?

As for the beastfolk, she believes the strong beastman warriors can take care of themselves.

Tongzi: "…"

So what exactly is different between you and them~

After bidding farewell to the tribespeople, Wu Yue rode on Yuan Lang's back, and a group of beastfolk headed toward the Black Wolf Tribe's territory.

In the other two directions, the beastman warriors of the Eagle Tribe and the Mad Lion Tribe were likewise rushing toward the Black Wolf Tribe's territory.

The Black Wolf Tribe's beastman warriors discovered the fireball beasts' location, which turned out to be right at the border of the two tribes' territories.

Compared to the other two tribes, the Snow Tiger Tribe is closer, so they arrived first.

Looking at the group of 'red cattle' before her, Wu Yue thought of a popular functional drink in China.

She had drunk it a few times when staying up late before.

Friends said one can keeps you energetic for a long time, but she's the type who falls asleep instantly after one can.

With red fur, black‑red sharp horns, and if you didn't look at their big, watery, gentle eyes, the fireball beasts' appearance alone would definitely qualify them as representatives of the fire‑explosive type.

But…

They just stood there boldly on the grass, while the herd of 'red cattle' nearby merely gave them a lazy glance and then continued to lower their heads and calmly graze.

Steady as an old dog, bro!

A few young fireball beasts seemed quite curious about these creatures unlike themselves, trotting over with a 'nie nie nie' sound, their watery eyes staring at them for a long time, occasionally kicking their hooves as if wanting to approach.

Whenever this happened, the adult fireball beasts not far off would emit a low call, and the young ones' hooves that had just been lifted would instantly drop back down.

They rather reluctantly looked back at the beasts, then trotted back to their parents to play.

Watching them, Wu Yue felt only an extraordinary beauty.

A fireball beast relatively close seemed to have eaten its fill, flicked its tail, and with a 'pupu' sound a lump of dung fell not far from the beastfolk.

That dung, which had just been shapeless, began to solidify in a moment, its color turning pale.

Wu Yue was shocked in her heart; this dung dried really too fast.

A Black Wolf Tribe beastman warrior stepped forward, skillfully picking up the already‑formed dung and tossing it into his hide bag.

The fireball beast whose dung was picked merely lifted its head to glance at the Black Wolf beastman, gave a soft 'moo', and then kept grazing.

Wu Yue somewhat felt like the four tribes had sent beastfolk to be poop‑scoopers for these fireball beasts.

The beasts followed behind the fireball herd until the sun set, then they relaxed and began to hunt and rest.

"Since these fireball beasts are so dangerous, why doesn't everyone just kill them all outright?"

Wu Yue gnawed on the roasted meat in her mouth and quietly asked Yuan Lang.

Yuan Lang handed her the fruit in his hand: "I don't know; I only heard my father mention that it seems related to the beast god, and beastfolk are not allowed to hunt fireball beasts."

"Then how should we handle the collected fireball beast dung?"

That dung is amazing; after drying it has no stench, but instead emits a faint grassy fragrance.

Yuan Lang was about to speak when a few Black Wolf beastmen nearby stood up, holding hide bags filled with fireball beast dung.

Then they began digging a pit on the spot, and only when it reached the depth of a person did they open the hide bag and pour the fireball beast dung inside.

"Just bury it like this; as long as it's not exposed to sunlight, the dung won't burn."

Wu Yue nodded: "So our next task is to follow behind these fireball beasts and pick up their dung until they head deep into the Polar Forest?"

Seeing her slightly sullen face, Yuan Lang chuckled softly: "Pretty much, but since we'll be constantly outdoors chasing the fireball beasts, we need to stay ready to fight wild beasts at any moment."

The first night was very peaceful; knowing that the Mad Lion Tribe and Eagle Tribe beastman warriors would arrive the next day, everyone and the beasts encountered no danger.

Similarly to the Snow Tiger Tribe, the Mad Lion Tribe and the Flying Eagle Tribe also brought a Shaman Disciple.

Those who came this time should be the Shaman Disciples most likely to inherit the Shaman's position from each tribe.

However, Wu Yue did not see that female Shaman Disciple of the Mad Lion Tribe whom she had encountered in the Black Wolf Tribe last time.

In the following time, although the four tribes traveled together, there was a faint distance between them.

Under Wu Yue's request, Yuan Lang placed a piece of fireball beast dung from his carrying basket into her stone jar.

As night fell, all the fireball beasts snuggled together and entered dreamland, but Wu Yue took out the fireball beast dung that Yuan Lang had given her during the day.

Using two small wooden sticks, she took a small piece and placed it in another stone bowl, and the rest she put into her own system space.

"Host, what are you trying to do?"

Tongzi's chubby little head stretched out to look at the thumb-sized piece of dung in the stone bowl; if he remembered correctly, the stone bowl that held the dung...

The host had previously used it to eat food!

Can only say, worthy of the host!

Wu Yue looked at Tongzi: "I want to ignite this piece of fireball beast dung to see how long it can burn."

Upon hearing that, Tongzi also propped up his little paws and stretched his neck: "I also want to watch."

Wu Yue hehe-he laughed and looked at it: "If you want to watch, help out; right now only the open ground outside has a fire lit, help me ignite this fireball beast dung."

After getting along these days, Wu Yue discovered that the beastman warriors here seemed to have an innate fear of burning fireball beast dung.

Therefore, he did not want the beastman warriors of the other three tribes to see him igniting the dung.

Tongzi naturally also knew her idea; for such a small favor of lighting a fire, he was naturally willing to help, his meaty little paws lightly waved, and a very old matchbox appeared in Wu Yue's hand.

"This is some stock I don't know when I stored; it should still be usable, you try..."

Looking at that old pattern, Wu Yue's mouth twitched as she looked at her own Tongzi: "How old are you?"

Tongzi scratched his little head: "I don't know, anyway I'm very big, very big."

Wu Yue nodded: "I really suspect this matchbox of yours is from the Republic of China era."

Having said that, she twitched the old matchbox, took out a match and struck it.

Although the age is long, the quality is still reliable; with just one strike, the match lit up.

Wu Yue slowly brought the burning match close to the fireball beast dung; as the flame approached, Wu Yue clearly saw thin wisps of smoke beginning to rise from the dung.

However, the match in her hand was almost burnt out, so she directly threw it into the stone bowl.

In the next second, the ember that was about to go out seemed to have been thrown into gasoline, instantly igniting.

Then a faint scent of Qingcao spread throughout the tent.

Wu Yue sniffed the faint aroma and sighed: "The excreted dung actually smells this good; I don't know if I'm too heavy-tasted or if the fireball beast is too miraculous."

Looking at her intoxicated expression, Tongzi also wrinkled his little nose and sniffed: "It's not that you're heavy-tasted; I also think this smell is very pleasant."

"Tongzi, test whether this aroma has any toxicity."

"One point, thank you for your patronage!"

It was just one point; Wu Yue decisively gave it, and the system's efficiency was high—only a few breaths later, the test result came out.

"The gas produced by burning fireball beast dung can soothe the spirit, relax the body and mind, and wash away mental fatigue for you~"

"My goodness, is this dung too overpowered?" Wu Yue took out the fireball beast dung from her system backpack, her eyes gleaming as she looked at the stone bowl.

Tongzi stood up: "Host, you need to calm down; you must know that what you're holding is a lump of dung; even though it can soothe the spirit and smells good, it cannot be eaten."

Wu Yue, with a dark line on her face, grabbed Tongzi beside her foot and fiercely slapped his chubby butt a few times: "I'm not an idiot; how could I possibly eat dung?"

Having realized the preciousness of the fireball beast dung, Wu Yue began to carefully observe the dung still burning in the stone bowl.

A thumb-sized piece of fireball beast dung actually burned for over ten minutes; after the flame disappeared, faint embers remained, and it only completely extinguished after half an hour.

Such burn resistance and pleasant aroma instantly gave Wu Yue a bold idea.

"Tongzi, how about we bring this dung back to the tribe to store it, and use it for fire in winter?"

Upon hearing that, Tongzi's dark, shiny little eyes became exceedingly bright.

In the sturdy, warm brick-and-tile house, the firelight glowed warmly; the room was extremely warm, and after eating, it lay on the soft bedding, belly exposed, sleeping, while the interior was filled with the Qingcao scent of fireball beast dung.

With such a fantasy, Tongzi instantly felt he had reached the peak of Tongsheng.

Seeing her own system looking foolish, Wu Yue also didn't bother him, happily taking out the remaining fireball beast dung, breaking off a small piece again and throwing it into the stone bowl to ignite.

Once again, a faint Qingcao aroma spread inside the tent, refreshing the heart and spleen.

In such a warm and comfortable atmosphere, one person and one Tongzi actually managed to get a rare good night's sleep, and even the usual annoying mosquitoes were gone.

The next day, Wu Yue decisively gathered all the Snow Tiger Tribe beastman warriors together and told them about her igniting the fireball beast dung the previous night.

Upon hearing that she had secretly ignited the fireball beast dung, the beastfolk naturally disagreed strongly, and Yuan Lang even gave her a stern scolding.

Wu Yue, with a good temper, let the beastfolk finish their chatter, then shared her gains from last night.

"So we can collect this fireball beast dung; such a burn-resistant material is far more usable than firewood."

Upon hearing this, the beastfolk were also quite moved.

The world Yuan Lang and his companions inhabit does have charcoal, but he does not know how to produce it.

The Snow Tiger Beastfolk's little secret was unknown to the other three tribes; but later, everyone found that the Snow Tiger Tribe's beastman warriors were much more diligent in picking up dung.

Sometimes they even 'kindly' helped the other three tribes.

Even when burying, they always took it to a faraway place, not wanting the other three tribes to bury it on the spot; the Snow Tiger Tribe's beastman behavior made the other three tribes' beastman warriors feel somewhat embarrassed.

They made up their minds to pick up more dung tomorrow and, when burying, go to a farther place.

As the sky gradually darkened, after eating, everyone went to their own tents to rest.

Because of the day's 'busyness,' Wu Yue lay on the animal skin and fell asleep.

In a daze, she seemed to hear some sound from outside, but the drowsiness welled up, making it hard for her to tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Until a tall, sturdy figure lifted the tent flap, pulled over the animal skin, embraced her, and flew away into the distance; the cool night breeze brushed her face, and only then did Wu Yue wake up.

At this moment, not only them, the beastman warriors of the Black Wolf Tribe, the Mad Lion Tribe, and the Flying Eagle Tribe are also running in the forest.

The beastman warriors' faces were grim, and even Yuan Lang's expression was very solemn.

Wu Yue poked her head out from the beast hide, intending to ask what was happening, but her gaze fixed on a vast expanse of fiery red in the distance—the forest was burning!