Chapter 34

Apart from her outstanding looks and figure, her stats are also higher than the others.

Her total stats are already at 18 points now.

Once she's eaten, she'll be considered past her newborn period.

Her stats can increase significantly, possibly exceeding 24 points.

And her personality isn't bad either.

Sweet and hardworking.

Both are good qualities.

She was already an 18-year-old sweet, soft woman, and on top of that she's very obedient and very hardworking.

Quite perfect.

Very good.

Then this Tang Ruan can be given priority training.

But she's only an ordinary villager right now.

She has no skills at all.

He can only wait for her to slowly grow.

Zhao Chi looked at Gu Qing's stats again.

Gu Qing's stats were quite normal — every value was still very high.

Perhaps because she was a hero, her stats weren't lowered by her birth.

A sudden thought occurred to Zhao Chi.

Can he still use the Flower-Shifting Jade Art to transfer their stats?

He immediately tried.

No matter how he tried, there was no response.

This was within expectations.

It seems this talent still has its own limits.

Before long, all the women had finished washing.

There were no towels now, so they walked to the shore with water all over them and let it drip off naturally.

They gripped their long hair tightly.

Quickly wrung out most of the water.

Then gave it a shake and that was that.

At this moment, Gu Qing came over, wobbling slightly.

"My lord, everyone has finished washing. Let's head back."

Zhao Chi nodded: "Alright, you lead the way back, and I'll cover the rear for you."

"Okay, thank you, my lord."

All the women took up their tools.

They carefully made their way back.

Zhao Chi was truly covering the rear.

After all, the danger at the tail of the group was high.

Moguoyi Society, they returned safely.

After the women returned, they began making clothes.

They carefully took apart Zhao Chi's bedsheets and quilt covers.

Then they divided up the work.

Sewing them into one little garment after another.

The cotton inside the quilt was useful too — it could be sewn and compressed into shoe soles, enough to make a pair of cloth shoes for each person.

Zhaochiye Society had sewing skills too.

But this kind of simple sewing didn't need him to handle it.

He had more important work.

And that was cooking.

To help these villagers shake off their newborn state as soon as possible.

"Gu Qing, I'm going to the river to get some water to cook porridge. You'll look after things here."

Gu Qing was squatting on the ground sewing.

Hearing Zhao Chi say that, she handed the work in her hands to the woman beside her.

"My lord, are you going alone? It'll be rather dangerous, won't it? Let me go with you."

Zhao Chi shook his head: "No need, this place needs you more. The river isn't far; I'll be back very soon."

Gu Qing thought for a moment and said: "Tang Ruan, you go with my lord. Two people can also keep an eye on each other."

Tang Ruan set the cloth in her hands aside.

She stood up and said: "Alright, Sister Gu. My lord, I'll go with you."

Zhao Chi thought about it — that was fine too.

So Zhao Chi carried the pot and took the machete.

Tang Ruan took the basin and equipped the fish fork.

The two walked forward side by side.

Being alone with Zhao Chi this time, Tang Ruan was actually a little more at ease.

He didn't try to hide it too much either.

He seemed to be trying to act as carefree as Gu Qing.

But she was clearly still very shy, a rosy flush lingering on her cheeks.

Zhao Chi thought about it — this wasn't quite right.

"Tang Ruan, wait a moment."

Zhao Chi stopped and set the pot down on the grass.

"Oh, alright."

Tang Ruan obediently stopped.

She watched Zhao Chi with curiosity.

And then saw Zhao Chi actually taking off his clothes.

Tang Ruan's eyes widened in shock.

Lord Zhao Chi… what does he want to do?

It's only the two of us here right now — he couldn't possibly be…

At that thought, Tang Ruan stared blankly at Zhao Chi, standing there at a loss.

Zhao Chi took off his outer robe, wearing only a vest underneath.

"Alright, here you go."

Tang Ruan stared at him nervously: "Here? Here what? My lord, you… you want… want me?"

"Huh?" Zhao Chi handed the outer robe over: "No, it's for you."

Isn't that the same thing?

Tang Ruan woodenly took the clothes.

Her brows furrowed, her lip caught between her teeth.

She looked at Zhao Chi with a pitiful expression.

Zhao Chi asked, puzzled: "What's wrong? Why that look? Do you dislike my clothes? Once we've hunted the wild beasts, I can have some beast-hide made into new ones for you."

"It's not that I dislike the clothes…"

Tang Ruan was still wavering.

Maybe… she should just give in to him?

It seemed her docile nature was doing its work.

In the end, she let out a soft sigh.

Her body relaxed as if resigned to fate.

She set the basin in her hands down, then spread Zhao Chi's outer robe flat on the grass.