The male protagonist is bad again, and the dedicated host is going crazy

Chapter 354 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 46

Everything has a response.

Before the Beast God left, he did not forget the kitten's previous questions.

"I'll tell you in detail about the White Lion's abnormality tonight."

After making an appointment for the next meeting, the figure gradually faded and finally disappeared.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry.

Altaïr knocked on the door again, and Su Muyu came back to his senses.

"Come in." He sat cross-legged and did not go to the door to greet her.

The door is unlocked.

This was also one of the reasons why he was so nervous just now.

At the same time, if Su Muyu had to give a satisfactory score to Altair's efficiency, he would only give it seven points.

He calculated that considering the other party's level of concern for him, preparing breakfast would not take too long.

He was so confident that he dared to provoke the Beast God so unscrupulously.

Who knew the time limit was so tight? If we were a minute or two slower, we might have been too late.

Su Muyou had a complicated expression.

Although I didn't see it directly, it was inevitable to rub it when it was sticky.

As expected, it's a tough one.

He raised his hand and pressed his brow. For this matter, just being mentally prepared wouldn't be enough.

If I really have to choose, I might as well talk to a human doctor first.

After all, the other party is a human being, so he should be the easiest to accept among the three fragments.

When Altaïr pushed the door open, he saw his face full of distress.

Just as I was about to ask what was wrong, a strange smell that I had smelled before entered my nose.

My heart tightened, and that inexplicable bad premonition seemed to come true.

His expression was not very good, but he still closed the door to prevent other orcs from smelling the smell.

Altaïr walked up to Sumuyu and asked, "Has that orc from before come here again?"

The kitten, who had just been warned by the Beast God to keep his distance, raised his chin slightly in response to the white lion's question.

Although he was much shorter than him sitting on the bed, his aura was not weak at all.

"You're too nosy."

He did not argue that such orcs did not exist at all, but stated frankly: They exist, but I just won't tell you.

Altaïr tightened his grip on the rope. The fish he caught was still swinging its tail vigorously, but he was in a very low mood.

He thought that the relationship between him and the kitten was much closer than that of ordinary orcs.

But the facts gave him a loud slap in the face and woke him up.

Secrets and concealment silently distance the two parties from each other.

Su Muyu looked at his listless appearance and felt mixed emotions.

In the dream, Altaïr and the Beast God had clearly met each other many times, but he could not recognize him.

Could it be that because of the dream, the sense of smell did not come into play?

This is all done.

Altaïr finally calmed down and handed over the fish he had worked so hard to catch. "Here you go."

You can't be so mean to him after breakfast.

Su Muyou reached out and took it, "Okay, you go out first."

He wants to find a way to make some special arrangements.

Altaïr stared at him resentfully for a moment, then did as he was told.

As the distance between them shortened again when passing the fish, the smell became more and more obvious.

It was so strong that it almost covered up the kitten's own scent.

Altaïr clenched his back teeth.

Dare to do but not take responsibility, and run away fast.

Coward!

After completing his task, the white lion, who had been saying bad things without reservation, went to guard outside the door obediently, sulking.

At this time, he was targeted by Dick again and was not so easy to talk to.

Not only did he glare back, he also waved his fist to indicate that he didn't mind a fight.

They can’t even guard a door properly, how can such a guard team protect the safety of the Holy Son?

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The door was closed and Su Muyu was the only one in the room.

Guaidongguai no longer had to worry about his presence disrupting the host's performance, and regained his right to speak, praising him sincerely, "Host, you are awesome."

Not only is the timing a problem, but there's also the combination of the beauty trap and diverting trouble away!

Although the host's privacy protection mosaic makes it difficult to see the specific process, it can still guess what happened as it has read a lot of books.

Guaidongguai takes back what he said.

It was originally thought that in front of the Beast God, its host was the absolutely weaker party and could only be forced to endure it.

Who knew that Altaïr was not the only one being played around with!

One second I was still minding the intimacy between the kitten and the white lion, but the next second I was coaxed into forgetting about it.

Not to mention being held accountable, even doubts have completely disappeared.

The hasty ending led to an escalation of the conflict between the other two parties involved.

Look, when the Beast God left, he reminded everyone to keep a distance from the white lion!

You can tell at a glance that he is extremely bothered by it.

As for Su Muyu, who was involved in the incident, his existence was infinitely weakened.

This Shura field only stayed on him for a brief moment.

Guaidongguai looked at his host with eyes full of admiration.

As expected of a man who has played in so many worlds, he is convinced!

Faced with compliments, Su Mu responded calmly.

I threw the fish to it and got to the point, "I want a light breakfast. I want to have some tofu and fish soup."

"But there is only fish and no tofu..." Guaidongguai hesitated.

Su Muyou smiled and said, "You are now an A-level system reserve, which is already better than most systems. It shouldn't be difficult to handle such a small matter, right?"

"Hmm?" He was suddenly overwhelmed by the compliments and unwilling to give up the compliment, so he accepted the task. "Hmm! Leave it to me. I will make sure you complete the task!"

Tofu......

It takes points to exchange!

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There are not many entertainment activities in the beast world, and the orcs living here are busy running for their lives.

Either they are hunting or on the way to hunt, or they are resting and recuperating.

Su Muyu had nothing to do after breakfast, so after rejecting Altaïr's invitation to pick leaves to make some new clothes, he turned into a street urchin.

With a trail of tails following behind him, he went to Vina.

In order to better take care of the injured and sick, the witch doctor's house has always been the largest in the tribe.

However, with so many orcs crammed in at once, it was still a bit crowded.

Vina, who was sorting herbs, saw the light in the room suddenly dim. When she looked up again, there was a dark crowd in front of her.

He looked healthy and full of energy, and didn't look like he needed to see a doctor.

The corners of her mouth twitched, "What are you doing here?"

The question was addressed to 'you', but the one being looked at was the leading kitten.

Su Muyou cleared his throat and said, "I'm here to see if you need any help, Vina."

I tried to repay the kindness of being taken in and treated by myself.

Vina also knew that Kitty had different feelings for her than for other orcs because of what happened before.

This is also the reason why the other party agreed to her invitation and joined the Lion Tribe.

She looked down at the full backpack in front of her and thought it was not a hard task, so she did not refuse.

"Sir, can you help me sort the herbs?" Vina picked out two herbs with the same characteristics and said, "Just put the same ones together."

The difficulty of this job is about the same as when you were a kid and wanted to help adults, but were given a piece of dough and told to play with it instead.

You don't need to have an in-depth understanding of the types and medicinal effects of plants, you just need to be more careful and have a good eye.

Of course Su Muyou would not refuse, so he nodded and agreed.

At the same time, he did not forget to correct the other party's way of addressing him, "Just call me Yuxi."

The title "Sir Holy Son" is fine when others call it that, but it always feels weird when Vina calls it that.

Maybe it’s because she considers her an elder.

"Okay." Vina's eyes softened, "Yuxi."

What overrides the gratitude is the unexpected kinship that exists between the two different ethnic groups.

Since the Holy Son had already helped, the orcs in the escort team naturally couldn't just stand by and watch, and they all expressed their desire to join.

Seeing this, Su Muyou didn't say anything for the time being. He looked at Vina, waiting for her to express her opinion.

His original intention was to help the witch doctor and relieve his pressure and burden.

If the other party doesn't mind, of course the more people the better.

Seeing how eager they were to fight, Vina knew they would be difficult to deal with.

After weighing the pros and cons, he agreed to the help of these young orcs.

I just reminded you again and again that you must look at the characteristics carefully, otherwise if you are not careful, the treatment may end up harming people.

Seeing that the consequences were so serious, everyone turned serious and stopped treating the matter with a joking attitude.

Each one is more serious than the other.

During the process, the witch doctor, who had nothing to do, took the time to explain the functions of these herbs to everyone.

Originally, because the young beastmen did not like the pungent smell of herbs, they seldom came here, let alone passively accepted popular science education.

Now is the chance.

The medicine cat's residence was busier than usual, but not loud.

Su Mu listened very carefully, and the guards following behind him did not dare to show any impatience.

The knowledge just ran into my mind so forcefully.

The orcs, who originally had only a vague understanding of this, gradually showed expressions of sudden enlightenment.

There was more relief in Vina's eyes when she looked at the kitten, and she even needed to thank him for the opportunity.

In this way, the tribe's ability to survive in the wild can be indirectly improved.

Orcs are much stronger than humans, and the medicine basket that Vina often uses is also super large.

The work that originally took half a day to complete was completed in a short time with the participation of a group of orcs.

Of course, with a serious and responsible attitude, Vina still checked the classified medicine piles one by one after the end to avoid any mistakes.

However, this saves a lot of time and energy compared to doing it all by yourself.

Just as we finished cleaning up, orcs from the tribe came to seek medical treatment.

Along with the smell of blood came the familiar stench of a family feud.

Vina frowned, and like the other young lion beastmen, her expression was not very good. "Another hyena tribe?"

The orcs who came had a grinning expression on their faces, which was enough to make people feel the pain.

Before he could open his mouth, he was intimidated by the orcs in the room.

What day is it today? Why is it so lively here?

After hearing the witch doctor's question, he came back to his senses and nodded nonchalantly, "Yes, I heard that the western region is not very stable, and a sandstorm is expected to come."

After his gaze wandered around, it fixed on the only foreign orc.

It turns out that the Son of God is here.

"Sandstorm?" Su Muyou's expression was moved.

Although he was used to the plot always deviating, he didn't expect that such a disaster would happen ahead of time.

According to the original plot description, the human doctor appeared out of nowhere in the animal world after the sandstorm ended.

Altaïr's premature fever was like the flapping of a butterfly's wings, setting off a series of chain reactions.

There was a burst of gasps in the room.

Even the lion orc, whose fighting power was enough to dominate the world of beasts, had nervousness in his eyes at this moment.

The power of nature is more terrifying than racial confrontation.

Due to the unique terrain, once a natural disaster occurs, almost all races will suffer together.

In order to deal with sandstorms, almost every tribe has underground shelters or special hiding places.

Storms and floods are even more troublesome, requiring people to migrate to high-altitude areas for refuge. Returning home, there will be chaos and battles for territory accompanied by blood and tears.

Compared to sandstorms and the like, this is really not that bad.

As long as they stock up enough food, the tribe can survive without any harm.

And the crisis lies in the process of hoarding food.

Herbivores need to be alert to dangers that are everywhere, and carnivores, in addition to hunting patiently, also need to be wary of other carnivores.

Among them, the hyena tribe is the most notorious "thieves".

What they are best at is defeating the weak with the strong and bullying lone orcs.

They have no fixed residence and no backbone. If they can't win, they will simply run away and look for the next hiding place to hide.

The reason why it has not been encircled and suppressed for a long time is because it has touched everyone's bottom line.

Without the confidence to completely kill the opponent without being discovered, he always just steals food without hurting the orcs.

Now they dare to take action, which is contrary to their usual behavior. It seems that the news about the sandstorm is indeed true.

In order to survive, they took risks and gave it a try.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was a little heavy.

If the wounds had not been so painful, the visiting orcs would probably have pondered with them.

The main thing is that the Son of God who possesses the power of healing is inside, and his strength has been weakened by more than half.

"Witch doctor, please give me some medicine to stop the bleeding." The orc kept calling Vina, but his eyes were always on the kitten.

The gazes falling on him almost became physical, and Su Muyou couldn't pretend to be blind.

This orc's appearance and smell are very unfamiliar. It seems that he has not done anything wrong to deserve the hatred, so it is not impossible to teach him a lesson.

However, Vina called the orc over and said, "Come on, as a male, can't you hold it in for a moment? There are young females in the house! Don't scream, and stretch out your arms."

I just picked up some herbs and have plenty of supplies.

She just heard about what happened recently this morning.

The immature younger generation in the tribe actually spoke ill of the kitten behind his back and was caught on the spot.

Although they are communicating in the lion's language, the other party may not understand what they are chattering about.

However, as the key person who invited the other party to join the Lion Tribe, Vina still felt a little guilty.

No matter what others said, she didn't want to trouble the kitten too much as far as she could.