Chapter 38: Teaching How to Be Human

After setting down the folding small cutting board that was about to rise to first place on the popularity list, Wu Yue looked toward the somewhat wilted small mountain of bitter greens in the cave.

Life is so tiring~ life is so bitter~ bitter greens are really bitter~

Singing an off-key song, Wu Yue began to make dried bitter greens according to the method she remembered.

The cutting board gave her a surprise; she felt the stone pot would not disappoint her either.

Inside the Polar Forest, a hunting party of the Snow Tiger Tribe was running through the jungle; at the front were two huge beast-form Snow Tiger Beastmen, and behind them followed dozens of sturdy Half-Beast warriors.

"Shi Lin, what's that you're carrying on your back, kid?" a Half-Beast ran up to Shi Lin's side and poked the small animal-skin pouch on his chest.

In the monotonous trek, a topic was a rare occurrence, so the surrounding Half-Beast warriors gathered around: "Could it be food prepared for you by the little female?"

The teasing from his companions made Shi Lin a bit embarrassed; he carefully touched the animal-skin pouch: "Inside are precious herbs I exchanged with the newly arrived little female before setting out."

"Herbs!!!" the surrounding Half-Beasts exclaimed in low growls, each staring with bright eyes at his animal-skin pouch.

The two beastmen running ahead also heard Shi Lin's words; a huge snow-white tiger roared in a deep, muffled voice: "Are those herbs genuine? Is that newly arrived little female a shaman?"

The surrounding beastfolk all gazed intensely at Shi Lin, right?

Besides shamans, ordinary pure humans don't recognize herbs.

Shi Lin replied respectfully: "The little female's A Mu is a shaman disciple; she used to study beside the shaman, and these herbs were taught to her by her A Mu."

After speaking, he nodded firmly: "Captain, rest assured, the little female used these herbs when injured; in just a moment the wound stopped bleeding and showed no swelling—they are effective."

Hearing this, the beasts' eyes grew brighter, and their gazes at the bundle on Shi Lin's chest became even more fervent.

"Shi Lin bro, give me some of those herbs; we're so close." The beastman beside him shamelessly edged closer.

Shi Lin scratched his head: "Can't share; the little female didn't find many herbs, I exchanged some, and we'll all use them together."

"Oh~ dear little Shi Lin, you're wonderful." A twisted, affected voice rang out in the troop, and the beasts all shivered.

"Act normal!" a slap landed on the head of the weird-sounding Half-Beast warrior.

Although the beasts were horsing around, they didn't slow their pace at all, and soon disappeared into this jungle.

Meanwhile, at the edge of the Polar Forest, Yuan Lang looked at the two idiots before him, his eyes deep.

"General, let me tell you, I just asked the brothers around—there are still plenty of girls here." Teng Qian rubbed his little hands, his face full of anticipation.

"Right, right, General, and as mighty beastfolk warriors like us, as long as we're capable, we can have as many partners as we want, hehe~"

Looking at their lecherous appearance, Yuan Lang felt that it was no surprise they came from begging; their easygoing nature was truly a heavenly gift.

"Just be happy." He said with deep meaning.

The two idiots had not inherited the beastfolk bodies' memories, so they held great expectations for what this world calls 'girls'.

But Yuan Lang had no intention of telling them the truth; reality would teach them how to be human.

(End of chapter)