Surviving in the Beast World with a System

Chapter 499 - 385: Wu Yue’s Strange Hobby

A sliver of suspicion rose in Wu Yue’s heart. Ever since she’d started making Qingcao and Aya do her work, the two of them would always take off running the moment they saw her.

Unless, of course, there was delicious food offered as payment.

It had been a long time since one of them had actively asked to tag along like this. Ever since they’d figured out her slave-driving nature, they all wished their Amu had given them an extra pair of legs.

"Are you in some kind of trouble?"

The more she looked at her, the more suspicious she seemed.

Stared at by her best friend’s suspicious gaze, Qingcao grew flustered. Her eyes darted around as if she wanted to fling them from their sockets, her face a perfect picture of ’I’m hiding something, but I don’t want to tell you.’

Wu Yue chuckled inwardly. ’This girl couldn’t lie to save her life.’

She turned her head in the direction of Qingcao’s house and called out, "Grandma, are you looking for Qingcao? She’s right here!"

The words had barely left her mouth when the color drained from Qingcao’s face. With a cry, she bolted toward her house.

"Amu, I’m the one who ate the eggs! But I only ate three! I gave the rest to the other kids in the tribe!"

Hearing Qingcao’s unsolicited confession, Wu Yue glanced down at her friend’s slightly chubby waist. "You ate *three* eggs?!"

’She ate three of those huge eggs all by herself? She’s a bottomless pit.’

Qingcao stood frozen for a long moment, as if bound by vines, but she never heard her Amu’s yell. She finally turned her head, trembling, only to meet her best friend’s astonished gaze.

She poked her frizzy head out and looked beyond the yard. Aside from a single, withered leaf drifting lazily to the ground, she couldn’t see so much as a strand of a female’s hair.

She immediately shot to her feet, huffing. "Yue, you tricked me!"

Wu Yue pursed her lips. "Well, who told you to be so sneaky? You looked like you’d gotten into trouble. As my best friend, shouldn’t you share the details so I can have a good laugh?"

Qingcao: "..."

’She felt a sharp sting. What terrible thing had she done to offend the great Beast God to deserve such a frustrating friend?’

Seeing the look of betrayal on her face, Wu Yue rolled her eyes, went over, and pulled her by the hand. "Come on, you can tell me on the way."

The two of them walked toward the area behind the tribe where they fired bricks and tiles.

"You could have just saved the eggs and eaten them over time. Didn’t your stomach hurt after eating three at once?"

Qingcao heard the concern in her friend’s voice. She chuckled and rubbed her belly. "I was a little stuffed, yeah, but last time, some of our eggs went bad because we kept them for too long."

She said this with a look of pure heartache.

"Eggs are so delicious that no one wants to eat them right away. But then a ton of the eggs at my house went bad—more than I can count on one hand.

"Eggs went bad at the other grandmas’ houses, too. That’s why I figured it would be better to just eat them before they had the chance to spoil."

At the mention of the spoiled eggs, Qingcao’s face was a mask of anguish. The look on her face, as if she wished she could have eaten the spoiled ones too, made the corner of Wu Yue’s mouth twitch.

"You can’t eat spoiled eggs. Don’t even think about trying it."

Knowing Yue would say that, Qingcao’s heart felt as warm and comfortable as if she’d just drunk a bowl of hot meat soup.

"I just thought it was a shame, so I cooked one. But that night, I ended up getting sent to the witch."

Wu Yue stopped in her tracks at those words. She stared at the endlessly reckless Qingcao for a long moment before saying with a perfectly straight face, "Have you ever considered eating poop? I hear it tastes pretty good when it’s still warm."

Qingcao froze for a moment. Then, she scrambled back several steps, instantly putting a wide distance between herself and her friend.

"Yue... I don’t want to judge you or anything, but isn’t eating poop a little... extreme?"

Wu Yue’s face froze. Just then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw several tribe members staring at her with odd expressions.

Clearly, they must have heard that shout from the big-mouthed Qingcao.

Wu Yue felt her face flush hot with embarrassment. She looked awkwardly at the tribe members. "I was just joking with Qingcao! Ha ha... ha ha..."

The tribe members gave her an awkward laugh in return, then quickly scurried away.

Watching them scurry off, glancing back at her and whispering to one another, Wu Yue was suddenly struck with a terrible premonition.

’It seemed the news of her... *unusual* hobby was about to spread through the tribe like wildfire, just like that rumor about Yuan Lang being unable to perform.’