Surviving in the Beast World with a System

When the freshly groomed Beastman Warriors put on the sharp new clothes, the members of the Super Tribe standing before the cave were filled with envy. Even Yuan Lang and his men couldn’t help but stroke the comfortable clothes on their bodies, utterly delighted.

Their gazes landed on Wu Yue, now burning with even more intensity.

Wu Yue packed up two Beast Skin cushions. As she gazed at the row of tall, handsome Beastman Warriors before her, she found the sight quite pleasing, and her mood soared.

But in the next moment, the thought of her system panel—where her points had dwindled to a mere three-digit number—made even breathing feel painful.

’Showing off is so hard...’

The Healing Witch kept his gaze lowered, only daring to exhale in relief when he saw the expression on Wu Yue’s face soften. He then led the Beastman Warriors beside him over to her group.

"Lord Witch."

His voice was tinged with deference and awe, completely devoid of its earlier arrogance and insolence.

This was especially true when he got closer and saw the clothes on the Snow Tiger Tribe Beastman Warriors. He wished he could just rip off the cloth clothes he was wrapped in, once a source of great pride, and hide them away.

’Comparisons are brutal.’ In that moment, he would rather be naked... no, on second thought... he would rather be wearing Beast Skin than endure such a stark contrast.

"We were also deceived by the witch from the Yan Yan Tribe. We didn’t know this deep forest belonged to the Huaxia Tribe. Please, forgive us."

The Healing Witch hadn’t been this humble since leaving his tribe. His Witch Power Level was the highest among the four witches in his party, a status that granted him a superior position within the group.

But all of that was before he met the Huaxia Witch standing before him.

"We’ve already taken the Yan Yan Witch away for punishment. That is the fate she deserves for daring to be disrespectful to you, Lord Witch."

He bowed slightly, completely devoid of the high-and-mighty air he had projected on the Red Flame Plain.

Wu Yue paused, startled. Her gaze swept over the members of the Super Tribe, and sure enough, the Yan Yan Witch was gone.

She gave a cold nod. "Mm."

Seeing the Great Witch’s exceptionally cold attitude, the Healing Witch’s heart trembled. ’Our previous actions must have angered her.’

He shot an envious glance at the row of impeccably dressed Snow Tiger Tribe Beastman Warriors.

’They’re just a tribe from a remote place, yet after being favored by a Super Tribe, they’re dressed better than the Great Witch of our own tribe.’

The Healing Witch felt a fresh wave of jealousy.

"I see that the Beastman Warriors of your tribe have had a difficult journey. We hunted a great deal of food today, and we would like to invite you, Lord Witch, and your people to eat with us."

As he spoke, he cautiously watched the female Great Witch before him, whose expression was cold and aloof.

’This Great Witch looks very young. But for those who cultivate witch power and the Beast God’s Power, one’s appearance is preserved at its peak as their Rank increases.’

’So even though this Great Witch looks as young as a female who has just come of age, she might be much, much older than I am.’

Yuan Lang and the others had been so focused on their journey that they hadn’t had time to eat. At the mere mention of food, their mouths began to water. Those with enough self-control made sure it didn’t show.

However, their stomachs betrayed them, letting out a chorus of rumbles.

With the stomachs of his clansmen growling around him, Yuan Lang tried his best to tighten his abs. ’At a time like this, I have to maintain my composure as the leader.’

’Anyone else’s stomach can make a sound, but mine absolutely cannot.’

GROWL... GROWL...

But in the next moment, a growl louder than anyone else’s erupted from his taut abdomen.

Teng Qian froze for a second before slinging an arm around his leader’s shoulder and breaking into a fit of snickers. "PFFT..."

The sound was so loud that even Wu Yue couldn’t help but turn her head to look.

But her gaze landed on Teng Qian, who was leaning on Yuan Lang. "Teng Qian, how long have you been hungry? Your stomach is rumbling so loudly."

Teng Qian’s stifled laughter instantly choked in his throat. He pointed a finger at himself. "Me?"

Yuan Lang’s deep eyes lit up. He slapped a hand over Teng Qian’s face, muffling the rest of his words. "Ahem... Teng Qian doesn’t handle hunger well."

Teng Qian: "..."

’It wasn’t me! I didn’t! It wasn’t me!’

But no matter how he struggled and muffled, he couldn’t escape his leader’s clutches.

In the end, all he could do was shoot his leader an accusatory glare. ’Has anyone ever told you how shameless you are, boss?’

Yuan Lang shot him an indifferent look before removing the hand covering Teng Qian’s face with an expression of complete disdain.