The light-yellow powder was wrapped in a large, clean leaf. It gave off a faint herbal scent, and a small, smoothly polished wooden board was placed inside.
Shi Lin used the small wooden board to scoop up the dicinal powder and sprinkle it evenly over the still-bleeding wound. The freshly applied powder was imdiately washed away by the flowing blood, and the expressions of all the Beastn grew solemn.
Though Shi Lin’s expression tightened, he persisted, repeatedly scooping up the powder and applying it. Gradually, the light-yellow powder managed to hold its ground around the injury, and the wound finally stopped bleeding.
The Beastn cried out in astonishnt, cheering and hugging one another.
After leaving a portion of the dicinal powder for Uncle Dashi, the other more seriously injured Beastn also received the luxury of having the dicine applied.
Their gazes toward Shi Lin and the dicinal powder were filled with gratitude. This was a truly life-saving herbal dicine.
At the sa ti, their hearts were filled with gratitude for the young female who had given the herbal dicine to Shi Lin.
anwhile, Wu Yue, who had just finished preparing her dried bitter greens, was feeling depressed.
’The System actually bought the dried bitter greens—the fruit of my hard labor—for a pittance! How can I stand for this?’
"Damn System, you’d better explain yourself! These dried bitter greens cost favors, my firewood, and my sunlight! They’re all-natural and pollution-free, so don’t they deserve a high price?
One point per pound? Don’t you think that’s a bit of a lowball?"
Wu Yue growled in discontent.
The System sounded smug, as if it had just crossed its legs. "Allow to spell it out for you. Did you go get the embers yourself? Nope!
Did you chop the firewood yourself? Nope!
Did you create the sun? Of course not!
Did you gather the bitter greens yourself? For the most part, no!
So, other than your own cheap labor, you had zero overhead. Is one point really too little? Don’t be ungrateful."
’So I’m just cheap labor, huh.’
Staring at the pitiful fifty-odd points on her status panel, Wu Yue’s heart sank.
"Yue, are you in there?" Qingcao’s voice from outside the cave pulled Wu Yue from her dejection.
’Damn System, you just wait,’ she thought. ’This isn’t over. I’ll be back to settle the score with you.’
With that, she stood up and walked out of the cave.
"Yue, the pit you wanted is all dug! My sister sent to get you so you can co take a look," Qingcao said, her voice full of excitent.
The two of them arrived at the spot Wu Yue had chosen for her new ho. Where the ground had once been flat, there was now a pit as deep as a Beastman was tall.
An earthen wall rose from the edges of the pit, slightly shorter than the surrounding thatched huts, except for a higher section in the middle.
A group of chattering young cubs had gathered to watch, making for a lively scene.
Only two of Qinghua’s mates were working on the house today; the other had gone out to hunt for the day’s food.
The inner walls of the pit had been made very smooth and were evenly plastered with a layer of white mud.
’When I used to scroll through videos, I always saw people in Vietnam building houses in the wild. For waterproofing, they’d mix crushed termite nests with plant ash and plaster it on the walls.’
’So, see? Mindlessly scrolling through videos can be useful, right? The knowledge ca in handy as soon as I transmigrated.’
The System sneered, "Host, may I ask what similarities the termite nest *you* found shares with the ones you saw in those videos?"
Wu Yue said awkwardly, "System, please stop raining on my parade every ti I feel proud of myself. You’re going to make depressed."
The System scoffed, "The whole world could fall into depression before you do, Host. You’re a true marvel in the art of hyping yourself up."
’Goddamn System. I really wish I could just block it.’
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