Chapter 20: The Four of Us Living Well is Better Than Anything Else
Her long, pale hand was forcibly pried open by a chubby hand.
Luo Luo noticed that Xiao Zhan’s palm was covered in many blisters, some filled with a yellowish fluid.
They were translucent, looking like they would burst at the slightest touch.
Looking more closely, she realized his whole body was covered with similar blisters.
“You… did your fur turn yellow because of this?” Luo Luo asked.
“None of your business,” Xiao Zhan growled, baring his teeth, yet he didn’t pull his hand away.
Even a simple touch from her eased some of his irritation.
As expected, males are naturally inseparable from females.
Despite painstakingly cultivating to become an eighth-tier beastman, he could not escape the whims of fate.
A sense of desolation crept into his heart: “Wouldn’t it be exactly as you wish if I die?”
Luo Luo was surprised: “Why would you think that? I am your female master, you are my beast husband—we are a family.”
She then turned to Ziye and Chi Yao beside her: “The four of us living well together is better than anything else.”
Chi Yao agreed: “What the female master says is true, brilliant, and perfectly put.”
Ziye twitched his mouth—who said he wanted to “live well” with her? She was far too self-absorbed.
Luo Luo called up the system: “Xiao Bai, what is Rotting Claw Disease? Can it be cured?”
The system immediately started its educational mode: “Rotting Claw Disease—mild cases cause pus in the claws; severe cases lead to multiple body ulcers, excruciating pain when moving, and blood streaks dragged across the ground. Once a tiger is infected, there’s no cure.”
Luo Luo uttered an “oh”—no wonder Xiao Zhan wanted to mate with the she-wolf. He wanted to leave offspring before dying.
“Xiao Bai, can this disease be cured?”
“Host, didn’t I already tell you? The best way to cure a male is by mating with them.”
“You said that was just to gain their favor.”
“It’s the same thing. Mating can win favor, and it can cure them. Any illness can be cured this way.”
“You mean you want me to mate with Xiao Zhan?”
The system nodded vigorously: “Yes, yes! That’s Xiao Zhan—don’t you want to?”
Luo Luo: …
She didn’t want to (she said weakly).
Ah, there was no reasoning with the system.
She suddenly remembered she hadn’t signed in for three days. Opening the system panel, she clicked “make-up sign-in.”
“Ding ding! Congratulations, host, sign-in successful. Reward: one barrel of rapeseed oil.”
“Ding ding! Congratulations, host, sign-in successful. Reward: a set of various seasonings.”
“Ding ding! Congratulations, host, sign-in successful. Reward: 10 sets of bowls, chopsticks, and plates.”
The system gifted her three days’ worth of supplies at once—all things Luo Luo needed.
She was very satisfied. Although the system seemed unreliable, its supplies were consistently good.
After signing in, a new sign-in button appeared for today. She pressed it out of habit.
“Ding ding! Congratulations, host, sign-in successful. Reward: 10 packs of medicinal bath powder, specifically to treat Rotting Claw Disease.”
Luo Luo stomped her foot in delight. Who said this system was bad? It was perfect!
When sleep came, it delivered pillows.
Just as she prepared to take the medicinal bath powder, the system reminded her: “Friendly reminder: this powder requires both female and male to bathe together to be effective.”
Luo Luo gritted her teeth: “Xiao Bai, are you doing this on purpose?”
It wanted her to take a bath with Xiao Zhan. How was that any different from mating?
Mating at least had a purpose—for offspring. This was just perverted.
Besides, Xiao Zhan hated her, so she certainly wouldn’t bathe with him.
The system replied: “I’m not scheming. I just want you to complete the mission quickly. If you want Xiao Zhan to die, it’s up to you.”
The system sounded like it had given up on life. Luo Luo sighed.
Xiao Zhan couldn’t die, so that left only herself as a sacrifice.
Sigh… just thinking about bathing with a handsome guy made her drool helplessly.
As for mating—once you start, there’s always a second time, then countless more.
And Xiao Zhan’s waist was so slender, his skin so pale and smooth—it was a completely different type compared to Chi Yao.
She wasn’t greedy; trying out a few handsome guys couldn’t hurt.
Her mind wandered uncontrollably, and she patted her forehead. Stupid brain, making me think such things again.
“Hey, can you let go of my hand now?”
Xiao Zhan frowned, eyes filled with too many emotions.
Luo Luo couldn’t read them, so she smiled awkwardly and obediently let go.
“I can cure your disease.”
“That’s impressive, but I don’t want your fake kindness.”
Being rejected by Xiao Zhan without hesitation hurt a little, but Luo Luo’s sadness came and went quickly.
Since he didn’t want her help while conscious, it was time to take some initiative.
“Chi Yao, come with me for a walk.”
Luo Luo picked up a large bundle and called to Chi Yao.
Chi Yao let out a low sound, quickly transformed into his beast form, and used his horns to gently lift Luo Luo onto his back.
Sitting on the tall bull’s back, the view was wide. Luo Luo grabbed the fur around his neck and looked around in curiosity.
They were out for over an hour, returning before dark.
Luo Luo opened the bundle and took out the supplies one by one.
They were lucky today—caught two wild chickens.
Boiling water, plucking feathers—all in one go. Soon, a fragrant chicken soup was ready.
Another piece of chicken was wrapped in leaves, coated in mud, and roasted in the fire with a few sweet potatoes.
She took out delicate pink carved bowls and served everyone.
“Let’s eat.”
This was the happiest time of the day for A Cang. He imitated Luo Luo, picked up chopsticks, and shoveled chicken into his mouth.
Wow, so tender.
One sip of soup, and the world instantly seemed beautiful.
A Jin’s mouth started watering. He imitated his younger brother to eat the meat.
Originally, he refused to eat food cooked by the “evil female,” but his father said: don’t waste food. If he didn’t eat, Chi Yao and Xiao Zhan would finish it all.
Ziye thought that since Luo Luo would die sooner or later, why should he suffer? He couldn’t starve to death before seeing her die.
Besides, this chicken and soup were owed to him by Luo Luo. If it weren’t for her, he wouldn’t be in such misery.
Thinking of the happy times in the mouse tribe, Ziye sighed quietly and bit into a piece of chicken.
Xiao Zhan had the same mindset—he couldn’t starve; he needed to live to see Luo Luo die.
Chi Yao was different. He had no dark thoughts; he simply liked Luo Luo and liked her cooking.
Soon, the chicken and soup were gone. Everyone rubbed their full bellies, completely satisfied.
Suddenly, Xiao Zhan felt his body heating up, his consciousness growing faint.
“What… what did you do to me?”
He pointed at Luo Luo, about to scold her, but his mind short-circuited, and he collapsed straight down.
“You… drugged the food?” Ziye realized in time and quickly poked at his own throat.
Luo Luo smiled: “Don’t worry, I only gave him a little medicine. Well, it’s not really medicine—just a bit of Xiaoyao fruit juice.”
She turned to Chi Yao: “Action.”
“Got it.” Chi Yao turned to a sturdy tree, rammed it with his horns several times, and the tree fell with a crash.
Luo Luo drew her bone knife and walked up to Xiao Zhan, lifting the beast-hide around his waist.
“What… what are you going to do to him?” Ziye asked, anxious.
Was she planning to kill him to cover her tracks? To avoid going to the arena?
