After putting away the small folding cutting board that had just shot to the top of her favorites list, Wu Yue turned her attention to the small mountain of somewhat wilted bitter greens in the cave.
Life is so tiring~ Life is so bitter~ These bitter greens are truly bitter~
Singing the off-key song, Wu Yue began preparing dried bitter greens according to the method she recalled from memory.
The cutting board had been a pleasant surprise, and she felt the stone pot wouldn't disappoint her either.
「Within the Polar Forest.」
A Hunting Team from the Snow Tiger Tribe was running through the jungle. At the very front were two massive, beast-form Snow Tiger Beastmen, and trailing them were several dozen powerfully-built Half beastman Warriors.
"Shi Lin, what's that you're carrying, kid?" a Half beastman asked, running up beside Shi Lin and poking the small Beast Skin pouch on his chest.
