Surviving in the Beast World with a System

Chapter 498 - 385: Wu Yue’s Strange Hobby (2)

So all his nervousness just now was for that Blue Fatty!

’I bent over this far, and *this* is what I get?’

For some reason, he felt a knot of frustration in his chest. ’How can the little female I’ve set my sights on be so clueless about romance?’

’With all this masculine charm right in front of her, doesn’t her heart flutter even a little?’

Recalling how the little female had previously drooled over his physique, Yuan Lang was suddenly reminded of the scantily clad women in the pleasure quarters.

A pang of bitterness welled up in his heart, and he suddenly felt a sense of kinship born of shared misery.

He shot a resentful glare at the unromantic little female standing before him with her hands on her hips, then dejectedly went to wash the pots and pans.

The System, hiding by the door with its luggage and peeking in, raised a paw to wipe its face, unable to bear the sight. ’Having a host who’s destined to be forever alone, I’m really...’

’I’m really so happy!’

That damn big-butted Beastman had made it swallow wind the entire way here. It was so full of air it was burping.

He absolutely had to suffer at the hands of the clueless host. Only then could the System get revenge for having to swallow all that wind and fart it out.

But in the next second, a certain System’s fat butt suffered a torment no butt should ever have to endure. A dull ache, and then its body flew in a parabolic arc, landing in a familiar embrace. It looked up and was met with its very own host’s malicious smile.

The System’s disbelieving little eyes darted toward the corner by the door where it had been hiding.

And sure enough, the big-butted Beastman was standing there, gloating. The look he was giving it was one of pure, undisguised envy, jealousy, and hate.

’I get it now,’ the System thought. ’This Beastman, unable to win the host’s favor, must be intensely jealous of me for holding such an important place in her heart.’

Wu Yue turned her head to look at Yuan Lang. "Remember to close the door on your way out."

With that, she went into the room, dangling the System as it swayed in the air. After a chorus of bloodcurdling screams, the steady sound of the little female’s breathing finally emerged from the room.

The next morning, perhaps out of dissatisfaction with its Dog Host, the System yawned and stretched as it woke from a pleasant dream, only to notice a strange feeling under its paws.

It stretched out a leg and kicked. "What is this thing? It’s so hard!"

"Oh, is it? Very hard, huh."

A sinister voice sounded from overhead, instantly scaring away the last remnants of its drowsiness. It turned its head with a mechanical CREAK-CREAK-CREAK, only to see its hind leg kicking its host’s head...

’So that rock-hard feeling just now was...’

The System’s fur stood on end. ’Did I get out of bed the wrong way this morning?’

Wu Yue used some "tough love" to demonstrate for the System the severe consequences that came with an improper wake-up routine.

She let the System lie whimpering on the bed, ’nursing its wounds’.

After getting dressed, she walked out of the house. She patted her own "flat little plaza"—so firm it would probably make a THUD if you kicked it—and decisively concluded that she needed to do more muscle-building exercises in the future.

’Don’t ask what muscles she planned on building. It’s totally possible to pass off pecs as boobs, right?’

The sun beat down on the continent with absolute fervor. Wu Yue took out yesterday’s cucumber slices and laid them out, piece by piece, on a straw mat to dry.

In sunlight like this, two days would be enough to dry them.

"Yue, what are you doing?"

Staring at the somewhat familiar little green discs, Qingcao looked so intensely it was as if she wanted to glue her eyeballs to them to get a better view.

Wu Yue reached out in disgust, cupped the girl’s chin, and pushed her head to the side.

"Did you wash your face? Your eye gunk is about to fall onto my cucumber slices."

Upon hearing this, Qingcao immediately reached up to pick at the corners of her eyes. "Yue, you’re so fussy. A face just needs an occasional wash. Didn’t you say being thick-skinned helps you get by?

If you wash your face often, the skin will get thinner.

We have to take out the Beast Skins at my house to wash and dry them before winter every year, and they’ve all gotten much thinner now."

At this, Qingcao seemed to feel she had made an excellent point, even nodding with an expression that said, ’See? I’m right.’

Wu Yue felt as if someone had punched her in the heart. She was so exasperated she could have coughed up a mouthful of old blood.

’Damn it, is that what I meant by being thick-skinned?’

’I feel like you’ve just found the perfect excuse not to wash your face.’

Not wanting to bother with this lazybones, Wu Yue finished arranging the cucumber slices on the straw mat, then slung her small satchel over her shoulder and got ready to head out.

Qingcao, who had been squatting by the straw mat to carefully observe the cucumber slices, saw this and hurried to catch up. "Yue, where are you going? I don’t have to go out for gathering today. I’ll go with you."

Beneath her slightly messy hair, the little female’s eyes were filled with anticipation and even a trace of eagerness to please. Deep within them, there was also a hint of apprehension.