Chapter 18: Because You Are Too Weak

Qingcao nodded in understanding: "So that's the case, no wonder your eyes are always shining when you look at the orcs in the tribe."

　　Wu Yue was embarrassed: "Hehe..."

　　What else can I do besides giggling at this time?

　　"For the sake of the host's image, please choose a corner where no one is around when you are obsessed with flowers in the future."

Sure enough, at this time, how could there be no unscrupulous system that would take advantage of the situation.

　　"Whatever she is, let's go back and collect quickly, we'll be back to the tribe soon." Qingcao hurriedly pulled Wu Yue back to the place where they had collected before.

　　Back to the main group, Wu Yue could clearly feel that the females around her were much more distant from her.

Qingcao didn't feel anything, and she was focused on the bitter herbs around her.

　　Wu Yue took out the branches she picked up when collecting herbs, picked out the bitter herbs one by one, and threw them into the woven bag around her waist.

　　Although not as fast as the females around her, it was much more efficient than her barehanded work just now.

　　Qingcao packed up the animal skin filled with bitter herbs, turned around to help her friend, but found that her friend was skillfully picking out the bitter herbs one by one with a small wooden stick, and it looked very easy.

Carrying her own animal skin package, Qingcao looked at Wu Yue with some sighs: "Wu Yue, you are so smart."

　　The land where the bitter herbs grow is indeed very hard. The hands of females have been trained in the long-term collection process, and they will not be broken by digging bitter herbs.

　　And today, when she saw Wu Yue, she knew that she had never collected bitter herbs before.

That's why she speeded up the collection speed, wanting to complete her task and help her friend.

　　Seeing her big eyes looking at her, Wu Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I envy you, it's fast and good to collect with your hands, I'm much slower than you."

Qingcao shook her head, looking as if she couldn't bear to think of past: "My fingers were also broken when I first started collecting, and it took me a long time to train them. Although it still hurts after each collection, it's still bearable compared to being hungry."

Wu Yue was silent. The living environment of the orcs here is difficult. Their daily life revolves around food. As long as they can fill their stomachs, they are the happiest thing.

　　"Then you can collect like me in the future, using a wooden stick, so that your hands won't hurt."

　　"Your hands won't hurt, but I'm afraid the wild vegetables you collect won't last until the next collection day." Qinghua's voice suddenly sounded above the two of them.

Qingcao and Wu Yue stood up together, both a little embarrassed.

　　"I heard that you were in trouble with that annoying female Aya, so I came to see."

　　Although she had a cold face, Wu Yue still heard the taste of concern in her words.

　　Somewhat touched by the care these two sisters showed, Wu Yue smiled brightly: "Nothing, it's all misunderstandings, just explain it clearly."

She was just a newcomer in the tribe, could she really go looking for trouble with the chief's cub?

　　Besides, it wasn't a big deal.

　　But she wanted to find out why the female was so hostile to her.

　　"Qinghua, do you know why that Aya is so hostile to me? I've never seen her before."

Qinghua squatted down, collected bitter herbs and put them into Wu Yue's woven bag, and said without raising her head: "Because you are too weak."