Long Zhenzhen watched Feng Yan and Yuan Mo busy for half the afternoon, and contentedly put a row of bags full of nectar fruits and flat-mouthed beast eggs into the space.
This afternoon we had a good harvest. Because we were busy looking for flat-mouthed beasts and their eggs, Long Zhenzhen didn't even have time to catch the spiny beast.
Seeing that it was getting dark, she put away the wicker basket full of flat-mouthed beasts, and the three beasts headed back the way they came.
In the beast world, ordinary beastmen have two meals a day, one in the morning and one in the evening.
Some orcs with good endurance and slow digestion can eat one meal for several days, but the amount of that meal is huge.
When Long Zhenzhen was on the ancestral planet, she would eat constantly while mingling among humans. Even when she returned to her nest and slept, she could survive for several years on just spirit stones, so she adapted quickly to the beast world.
The flat-mouthed beast tonight was roasted by Yuan Mo. Feng Yan considered that he would be going on a long journey the day after tomorrow, so he wanted to teach Yuan Mo how to take care of the little female, so he gave him guidance.
Long Zhenzhen reviewed the theoretical knowledge, recounted it carefully, and then handed Yuan Mo a jar of honey, completing today's teaching.
What Long Zhenzhen and Feng Yan could never have imagined was that the two irresponsible masters actually taught a genius disciple.
The flat-mouthed beast roasted by Yuanmo has a fragrant aroma, crispy skin, fat but not greasy, and tastes sweet and fragrant.
Not only did he successfully conquer Long Zhenzhen's taste buds, but even Feng Yan was completely convinced.
In the morning, he was still full of confidence, thinking that after practice, the black-horned beast meat he could roast would taste good and the little female would like it.
Yuan Mo's move directly brought a devastating psychological blow to Feng Yan.
After dinner, Long Zhenzhen noticed that the atmosphere was not right. She looked at the expressionless Yuan Mo and the dejected Feng Yan, and decisively chose to play dumb.
The moonlight is so bright, how can we waste this great opportunity to practice?
The little female threw herself into his arms and offered to take her to the top of the mountain last night. Feng Yan quickly broke free from her depression.
No matter what, Feng Yan is the little female's first beast servant, and strength is the most important thing!
He started practicing earlier than the monkey, so he advanced one day earlier. When he became a fourth-level warrior, he had no pressure in suppressing the third-level gibbon.
The three beasts arrived at the best place for training. Only then did Long Zhenzhen notice that this place was not far from Yuan Mo's cave on the waterfall.
This gibbon can be said to be blessed by nature. Although he has some social anxiety, he has a good brain and good luck. No wonder he can grow to the third level on his own without a partner.
Long Zhenzhen selected a suitable set of cultivation techniques and passed them on to Yuan Mo, whose eyes lit up when he heard them.
After entering the third level, he realized that his physical strength was growing very slowly, and it was difficult for his external supernatural powers to make new breakthroughs.
He didn't expect that the young female actually had such a miraculous skill, and she was willing to teach him the skill before they became a couple.
Yuan Mo was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes, but he couldn't say any sweet words. He opened and closed his mouth for a long time, but could only tremble and call out "Zhenzhen".
Long Zhenzhen smiled at him, patted his hands and said, "Practice well. If you are too weak, you can't be my beast servant."
After most of the day, she had discovered that this gibbon was incredibly intelligent. No matter what she taught him, he'd learn it in just one try. He truly lived up to his reputation as a close relative of ours; a big brain was a bonus!
Long Zhenzhen couldn't wait to see him cultivate to the fourth level.
Once he successfully builds his foundation and his spiritual consciousness reaches a strength that can be projected outwards, she can directly infuse the words of the ancestral star into him through her spiritual consciousness.
Wouldn't it be convenient to let Yuan Mo read books and learn cooking by himself?
Imagining the wonderful life that Yuan Mo would have after reaching the fourth level, Long Zhenzhen narrowed her eyes and smiled. What a pleasure it would be to replicate the dishes of the ancestral planet with ingredients from the beast world!
Seeing that Feng Yan was already concentrating in meditation, Long Zhenzhen happily put his face close to Yuan Mo and said, "I'll wait for you to upgrade to a fourth-level warrior!"
Half of Yuan Mo's body was numb, his head was buzzing, and he recalled the little female's words, his mouth smiling so hard that it seemed to reach behind his ears.
Looking at him now, he doesn't have any rough guy temperament at all, he's just a fool!
After giving her partner enough encouragement, Long Zhenzhen quickly devoted herself to her own practice.
After all, a blacksmith must be strong himself, and the road to becoming a god is still long.
The two spiritual root seedlings that were just discovered last night are still dangling in Long Zhenzhen's dantian, not solid.
She breathed in and out towards the moonlight for most of the night, but her spiritual power only increased slightly. She was still a long way from reaching the second level.
The three beasts sat on the top of the mountain for most of the night, and only returned to their cave when the moon set and the sun rose.
Long was really tired today and fell into a deep sleep after returning home.
Feng Yan took Yuan Mo to get water and washed the little female from head to toe so that she could sleep more peacefully.
When Long Zhenzhen woke up, she saw Feng Yan being taught by Yuan Mo how to make a fur skirt for a female...
In Long Zhenzhen's space, there are actually quite a few clothes from the ancestral star, enough for her to wear for a long time without repeating the same ones.
Moreover, this body is similar in size to her own in human form, so there is no size issue.
But this beast world is much more dangerous than the ancestral planet. If I put on those clothes now, it would be like wearing paper. Any branch or blade of grass would cut through it, and it would not provide any protection at all.
What's more, Long Zhenzhen didn't want other beasts to discover that her identity was suspicious. She wanted to become the Beast God, not the Beast God's sacrifice.
In this wild land, one's own abnormality could be considered heresy. Although orcs have simple relationships and few are scheming, they are also very stubborn, and their worship of the Beast God is ingrained in their bones.
Long Zhenzhen didn't mind sharing her secrets with her companions, as they would never betray her. However, she couldn't guarantee that the other beasts had any ill intentions.
So Long Zhenzhen only wore those clothes on the inside, and looked no different from other orcs on the outside.
She also liked all kinds of beautiful animal skin skirts, so she watched the work of Feng Yan and Yuan Mo with interest.
I have to say that Yuan Mo's hands-on ability is really strong, and he can also draw inferences from one example.
At this moment, he was sewing a piece of white animal skin with a bone needle. Because the little female said yesterday that the wings of the flat-mouthed beast were beautiful, he attached a neat circle of feather tassels to the hem of his skirt.
Feng Yan's face turned stiff as he watched Yuan Mo threading the needle more and more skillfully.
He was sewing a black animal skin skirt, which looked only average. Compared with the one in Yuan Mo's hand, it instantly pales in comparison.
Seeing the little female come out, he quickly put away the things in his hands, spread out the soft animal skin, then cut up the meat that had been warmed by the fire and gave it to Long Zhenzhen.
Long Zhenzhen saw several giant, round, red cherries on the plate and couldn't hide her surprise.
"Feng Yan, what is this?"
"I picked some blood-red fruit from the woods outside the basin early this morning. Let's try it and see if it's sweet."
Long Zhenzhen smiled and picked up one, stuffed it into Feng Yan's mouth, and seeing Yuan Mo looking at her eagerly, she also fed one to him.
The blood-red fruit has a thin skin and thick flesh, and is sweet and juicy. Long Zhenzhen squinted her eyes while eating it.
The juice of the blood-red fruit was as bright red as blood. Long Zhenzhen's eyes darkened when she saw the two males' lips were scarlet...
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