Surviving in the Beast World with a System

Chapter 269: No Difference

In just one afternoon, the glorious feat of Qingcao killing a wild boar by sitting on it had spread throughout the entire tribe.

Meanwhile, Wu Yue and Qingcao stared at the dead boar on the ground, feeling utterly calm.

The boar’s death had been rather gruesome. Qingcao must have landed squarely on its head, as even its snout was knocked askew.

Regardless of how the wild boar was killed, the fact that she had killed it herself meant the enormous beast now belonged entirely to Qingcao’s house.

As the heroine who killed the boar, Qingcao, and her sidekick for the day, Wu Yue, the two were excused from work and allowed to sit and rest.

But they truly did need the rest at that moment, because both of their legs had turned to jelly.

Suddenly, the sound of a male wailing loudly carried from the distance.

Qingcao’s family, who were busy butchering the boar, and the two girls lazing on the side all looked toward the sound in confusion.

Watching the Beastman Warrior run toward them with snot flying everywhere, Wu Yue discreetly shuffled her feet, turned away, and gazed up at the sky.

Qingcao, however, was dumbfounded. She poked Wu Yue’s arm. "What’s that guy, Teng Kun, doing? He’s wailing his eyes out. Anyone who didn’t know better would think Teng Qian had died."

Teng Qian, who was digging in the distance: ’...’

’Why drag an honest Beastman Warrior like me into this?’

Wu Yue gave her friend a complicated look. "Don’t overthink it."

’In his mind, you’re probably the one who’s dead.’

It’s no wonder Wu Yue was a witch; she could predict certain things even without divination.

The next moment, the wailing Teng Kun charged over like a hungry tiger... ah, no, he threw himself sorrowfully onto the wild boar, which the males of Qingcao’s house had already dismembered.

"Qingcao! My poor Qingcao! We haven’t even become mates yet, how could you be gone? SOB SOB SOB!"

With that, he reached out and stroked the wild boar beneath him. "Even though you were already about as fat as a wild boar, I don’t mind! Please, come back!"

Qingcao, who had been moved to the verge of tears by his first sentence, felt her expression sour the moment she heard the second. She turned to Wu Yue. "There wouldn’t be a problem if I went and sat on that idiot until he died, right?"

Wu Yue scoffed. "Kill one wild boar by sitting on it and it’s already gone to your head? He’s a Beastman Warrior—a Silver Rank Beastman Warrior. Is your butt more badass than a Beastman Warrior? What kind of combat power is that?"

Qingcao wiped her face. Her legs, which had been limp just a moment ago, were suddenly filled with strength. She marched straight toward the wailing Beastman Warrior who was still sprawled over the boar.

Wu Yue’s eyes sparkled as she watched them. ’The show is about to start! All that’s missing are some sunflower seeds and peanuts. A can of Coke would make it even better!’

Qingcao lifted her big, dusty foot and, without hesitation, stomped right on the Beastman’s pristine white Beast Skin Skirt.

Teng Kun, still lost in his sorrow, instantly flew into a rage. "Who the hell are you?! I’m warning you, watch out for my eighty-meter... Qingcao?"

Seeing the female with her foot on his butt, revealing the scenery under her skirt, Teng Kun, true to his manly nature, seized the opportunity to sneak a few more peeks. Only then did he seem to come to his senses, glancing between the "Qingcao" beneath him and the Qingcao stepping on him.

He scrambled to his feet, walked around to the front to get a good look, and—!

’What the hell is this?!’

Seeing his astonished expression, Qingcao snorted. "Surprised? Unexpected? So, do you see any difference between me and this wild boar?"