In order to survive, the females here have several male partners. If there are more hunters, they can get more meat. Not everyone has the strong hunting ability like the clan leader and Uncle Xiuli's family.

Retracting her gaze, Ji Nuan shook her furry tail unconsciously, sighed, and lay down in her den, covered with animal skin and closed her eyes. She should go to bed early and stay alert. Tomorrow she will go to the small woods near the tribe to see if she can find any food!

She was alone, so she had to prepare early and store enough food to get through the cold winter.

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Xiu Yan handled the prey indifferently, thinking of the furry tiger tail he had caught a glimpse of earlier. It must be the female cub in the tribe! It probably wouldn't survive this cold winter.

Ji Nuan, who had already started dreaming, certainly didn't know that in the eyes of the tribesmen, she would sooner or later serve the Beast God.

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At daybreak, Ji Nuan was awakened by the urge to urinate. She suppressed her shame and went to a bush to relieve herself. She also broke off some soft branches from a weeping willow tree before returning to her cave.

The beastmen in the tribe have all woken up. The females are washing animal skins or going out together to collect fruits.

The hunting team has gathered in the open space and is about to start another day of hunting. The males who have no hunting missions also make an appointment to go out hunting together, hoping to catch more prey to feed their females and cubs.

Ji Nuan cleared the leaves from the branches, then picked up some twigs to weave a basket. The few animal skins she had were precious, and she couldn’t be so extravagant as to use them for gathering. If she damaged them, she would have nowhere to cry.

Ji Nuan had never woven a basket before, but she had read about basket weaving in a book. So after more than an hour of clumsy exploration, a crooked basket appeared in front of Ji Nuan. Although it didn’t look very good, it was still suitable for holding things.

Going to the river to wash her green hands, Ji Nuan was deeply shocked by her own reflection in the river. Her hair was dry and frizzy like a chicken nest, and her face was gray. She looked dirty, weak and ugly. It was simply unbearable to look at her.

But all the females in the tribe were like this, with greasy hair, yellow teeth, and gray skin, but they looked taller and stronger than Ji Nuan.

Only males would go to the river to wash off the blood on their bodies after returning from hunting. Females would easily get sick if they went to the river to wash, so the males all looked clean and handsome. Thinking of them standing together with the females in the tribe, Ji Nuan couldn't help but grin!

There are so many flowers stuck on the cow dung!

Her body is just fine, or it has been dirty for a few days. She can't make herself fever again for the sake of cleanliness. The medical conditions here are simply at the mercy of fate. No matter how manly she is at heart, her body is really just that of a weak chicken!

Carrying her "extremely good-looking" basket, Ji Nuan ran towards the small woods near the tribe. That was the tribe's territory. All the large beasts had been killed there, so it was safe for females. There were also orcs patrolling the area, so there was no need to worry about being killed by some wild beast that suddenly appeared.

Being able to have life again, although life is very difficult, Ji Nuan still cherishes her life!

“Mountain boy! Are you here to gather as well? Are you feeling better?” The females in the tribe saw the frail Ji Nuan and knew that she almost went to serve the Beast God, so they all asked with concern.

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