Transmigrating to the Beast World: She Gave Birth to a New Tribe!

When she reopened her eyes, Yun Caicai had transmigrated to the Beastman Continent.

"Hello, Host Yun Caicai, I am the Childbirth System, Pomegranate."

Yun Caicai frowned: "C...

Chapter 383: It turns out that the food in the Divine Cat Tribe is so good

Chapter 383: It turns out that the food in the Divine Cat Tribe is so good

As soon as the food was served, Lu Lin's eyes widened like bells.

Wow, the food in the Magic Cat Tribe is so good!

The wooden table in front of me was filled with a variety of dishes, including unknown animal meat that was roasted to a golden and crispy texture, with the sizzling, oily skin emitting an enticing aroma.

There are various fragrant fried meat dishes, and in the big pot on the side, there is a rich and mellow bone soup. The milky white soup is surging like clouds, giving off bursts of tempting aroma.

These foods are not only varied, but also delicious, so delicious that you will fall in love with them!

With every bite, the fresh and juicy taste spread from the tip of the tongue to the throat, and Lu Lin felt like he was in fairyland!

He had lived for decades and had never seen or eaten such delicious food.

In the Linglu tribe, the daily food is nothing more than a few monotonous kinds. Compared with those rough foods and what we have in front of us, the difference is like heaven and earth.

Now, he was really relieved that Lu Yinxi stayed in the Shenmao tribe.

While he was eating heartily, he was thinking to himself that the conditions in the Divine Cat Tribe were much better than those in their Spirit Deer Tribe.

With such good living conditions here, Lu Yinxi will surely be able to recover slowly.

Who knows, maybe she can give him many grandchildren in the future.

Thinking of this, a gratified smile appeared on Lu Lin's face, and his hands moved more cheerfully.

Originally, Song He wanted to talk to Lu Lin about business while eating, but when he saw Lu Lin wolfing down his food, he thought, forget it, he won't listen now, so they should just concentrate on eating!

After the meal, Song He and Lu Lin began to discuss the specific matters regarding the affiliated tribe.

Song He heard that the Linglu tribe had very little food left, and even if they grew crops it would take some time before they could have a good harvest.

This is a difficult period for the Linglu tribe.

Therefore, as the patriarch of the Divine Cat Tribe, he decided to let Lu Lin take some food back for emergency use this time.

At the same time, Song He also took into account that the Linglu tribe needed some time to recuperate, so he agreed with Lu Lin to start handing over food and other supplies to the Shenmao tribe one year later.

After hearing this, Lu Lin naturally agreed.

In such a difficult time, Song He's proposal was like a timely help to him. He was full of gratitude and nodded in agreement.

In addition to food, there is one thing that Lu Lin cares most about, and that is the holy water.

In their tribe, the number of cubs is decreasing year by year, and this has become one of the most important things for the entire tribe.

The goddess said that this holy water can improve the fertility of females in the tribe!

This is simply a ray of hope for the Linglu tribe.

Song He saw through his thoughts at a glance, and he and Yun Caicai smiled at each other.

Yun Caicai nodded, and Song He didn't keep the secret any longer. He stood up, walked to a hidden corner, and carefully took out a jar that had been sealed long ago.

The jar is not big, but it exudes a mysterious atmosphere.

Song He held the jar and said, "Chief Lu Lin, this is the holy water."

"When you go back, dissolve this bottle of water in a bucket of mountain spring water and distribute it to the young females. After they drink it, let them communicate with their beastly husbands." Song He explained in detail.

"Okay, but Chief Song He, how much water is in this bucket?" Lu Lin asked hurriedly. He looked extremely nervous, afraid that he would waste this holy water if he was not careful. Then he would not even have time to cry.

Therefore, he felt that the more detailed the questions he asked now, the better, and there must not be any mistakes.

Song He noticed his nervousness, so he pointed to a wooden barrel beside him and said, "A size like this will do."

The wooden barrel was of moderate size and was a common tool used in the tribe to hold water.

And this bucket of water is enough for the young females in the tribe to drink.