Chapter 68: with translation of chapter title

Because he had the memories of the original body, he was very clear that his cheap A Mu had never won on a public collection day.

But this time...

His deep gaze instantly locked onto the lion-headed little female beside his A Mu.

Hearing her companions all call her Yue.

If there is any change, it's probably because of her.

Looking at the woven bags on the open ground, Yuan Lang silently noted this low-key little female.

"So many!" Ye Duo's A Mu stared dumbfounded at the lush green mountain of wild vegetables, his mouth almost unable to close.

Meanwhile, Qingcao and Qing Hua, who had come along with his A Mu, were also extremely shocked.

Seeing Yue beside the flower-tree grandmother, both of them couldn't help but think the same ridiculous thought.

Yue probably isn't an emissary of the Beast God, right? The last time they went out together, they discovered precious herbs.

This time, gathering with the flower-tree grandmother and them, they actually won again on the public collection day.

With this much food, they could distribute it themselves; the surrounding females were extremely envious.

When distributing food, the flower-tree grandmother still gave Wu Yue an entire rattan bag of food, and the females of the gathering team kept taking some from their own rations and stuffing them into Wu Yue's rattan bag.

Looking at this rattan bag already piled higher than herself, Wu Yue felt depressed; this damned beast world, even a rattan bag looks down on her.

Beside her, the flower-tree grandmother, seeing this, couldn't help but laugh out loud; seeing Wu Yue's resentful little glance sweep over, she quickly put on a serious appearance.

She waved toward her cub's direction: "Yuan Lang, come here."

Yuan Lang the big cat, who was watching the excitement, was suddenly called out by his A Mu, still a bit dazed, he walked over with a lazy step.

His huge tiger eyes looked down at his A Mu: "What's the matter?"

Flower-tree: "..."

She wanted to kick to death seventeen or eighteen of such tiger cubs.

Taking a deep breath, she glared angrily at the brat: "Yue has too much food; help her carry it back."

Having said that, she threw the huge rattan bag into her companion's hand and strode off toward her own cave with head held high.

Left behind, the two strangers stared at each other in place.

Yuan Lang glanced at the little female resembling a refugee, instantly shifted into Beastfolk form, lifted the huge rattan bag, and said: "Lead the way."

"Huh?... oh... over... over here."

After stammering that out, she went ahead on her own to lead the way.

The lion-headed female ahead had white but withered, ugly skin; Yuan Lang inexplicably couldn't believe she came from the same world as him.

Perhaps weaving bags from tree vines is something the females here actually came up with.

But all these lovely guesses turned into a slap-in-the-face sound the moment they saw Wu Yue's house.

The door, the blue-stone-paved steps, the shape of the house, and the dried bitter greens in the corner.

All this indicated that this disheveled female was indeed from another world, just like him.

Yuan Lang felt as if ten thousand grass-mud horses were galloping across his chest, leaving behind a string of arrogant laughter.

Wu Yue pointed to a grass mat in the corner: "Let's put the wild vegetables here."

Yuan Lang narrowed his dark eyes, looked at Wu Yue, and said: "Your house is different from other people's, but it's very beautiful."

Wu Yue gave a hehe laugh: "No, it's just so I can live more comfortably."