Surviving in the Beast World with a System

Chapter 281: Scammer Yuan Lang

"Boss, I can’t see for myself whether my expression is punchable or not, but I do know you’re going to be in deep trouble when you get back."

Make no mistake, the fearless Teng Qian was incredibly smug as he said this.

The result was that Yuan Lang, who had been eager to hear the reason, simply dragged the guy aside, gave his tiger head a vicious pounding, and then dragged him back.

"What did you mean by that?"

Teng Qian looked at his boss through squinted eyes, his face a swollen mess. "The one who knows how to dig cellars isn’t that idiot Teng Kun, it’s me!"

Yuan Lang’s body stiffened. ’So...’

’He’d saddled his little female with an impossible task, and then left her with a useless liability who couldn’t do a thing?’

’No...’

’No... right now, in his little female’s mind, he was probably the real liability.’

In that instant, his entire beastly being despaired.

「The next morning」 The beastmen, Wu Yue included, were all gathered by the edge of the cellar. Teng Kun, his expression serious, was lighting bonfires around the opening with several other beastmen.

Watching the rim of the cellar slowly change color as it was enveloped by the flames, Wu Yue felt as if she were watching porcelain being fired.

’The feeling of firing porcelain...!!!’

Wu Yue’s eyes lit up as she watched the rim turn a smooth, glossy red. ’Isn’t this the kind of clay used for making porcelain!’

’Sure enough, while I may have transmigrated with a System as my ultimate cheat, that Yuan Lang is no slouch either. His two subordinates have incredible Combat Power, not to mention he’s highly skilled himself.’

’Look at this... even if it isn’t porcelain, it’s definitely pottery.’

Watching the blazing fires, Wu Yue sidled up to Teng Kun, a hint of doubt in her voice. "Are you sure this is going to work?"

’It’s been so long, why isn’t it ready yet?’

Teng Kun glanced at her and knew she was getting anxious. He smiled and said, "Be patient. It has to fire for a long enough time."

In truth, he was also panicking a little. It was his first time firing clay, and he honestly had no experience.

Before joining the army, he had only done odd jobs at the kiln near his village. He was clumsy, not as smart as his older brother, and had only ever helped sift clay. How was he supposed to know the specifics of the firing process?

It was only firewood, after all, so its burning time was limited. Under the expectant gazes of Wu Yue and the beastmen, the fires finally died out.

The beastmen swept the remaining ash aside, and one by one, they began to touch the smooth rim of the opening.

This was the first time they had seen such magical clay, but for Wu Yue and Teng Kun, who had long since seen all sorts of precious and rare porcelain, it was nothing special.

Wu Yue joyfully opened her control panel to check her mission’s progress bar...

Ninety-eight percent!!!

’This is absolutely soul-crushing! What about the last two percent? Is the cellar we just made not perfect?’

The System muttered under its breath, ’Perfect or not, can’t you just tell by looking at the progress bar?’

Wu Yue frowned, looking from the cellar in front of her to her progress bar.

’What exactly did we miss?’

"Is it missing a cover?"

Wu Yue said suddenly, staring at the pitch-black opening of the cellar.

Teng Kun slapped his forehead. "Of course! If we put the taro in there without a cover, any old stray will be able to eat it."

With that, he called to the other laborers and went off to quarry some stone slabs.

"Get a few extra! We’ll need to dig several more cellars later. One isn’t enough to store much."

With his back to her, the Beastman waved a hand to show he understood.