Discussing The Correct Posture To Enjoy Dog Food-Chapter Ch89.2 - Pineapple Flavored Beastman Gong (7)

Translated by Hua Li ^_~

It’s really a headache, um, if only I could grab that No.00102 guy and beat him up…

Gou Liang thought.

Meng Hao returned one day later than Meng Hui had expected, but the harvest was impressive.

Not only did he bring back more than a thousand Red Salt Fruits, but also some herbs that pleasantly surprised the old priest and an intact Black Fur Unicorn Beast.

It’s worth noting that unicorns of this kind are naturally dark-skinned and dark-haired, strong, and have very thick skin. Brown-fur species are difficult to deal with, let alone a king-level Black Fur Unicorn Beast. Meng Hao was able to single-handedly cut off its four limbs, bite off its neck, and keep the unicorn’s skin and horn intact. This was simply a miracle!

However, what was even more astonishing was not that Meng Hao, a White Beastman, had killed a Black Fur Unicorn Beast. It was that he brought back three freshly grown Red Moon Flowers with purple-black petals!

It’s widely known that the roots, stems, and leaves of Red Moon Flowers are all red, and the color of the flowers varies, representing their grade.

Purple-petaled Red Moon Flowers are considered sacred among them.

Not to mention that purple-petaled Red Moon Flowers are extremely rare; one of the necessary conditions for their growth is that they must be nourished with the saliva of the Red-Black Double-Ringed Snakes. These snakes live in groups and are highly toxic. Even the fiercest Black Armor Dragon Beast wouldn’t dare to easily enter their territory. Moreover, eating the purple-petaled Red Moon Flower is a decisive factor in their transformation into Black Single-Horned Snakes. How easy is it to snatch them?

Meng Hao’s ability to obtain these three plants definitely had no element of luck or coincidence.

Furthermore, Red Moon Flowers have a fatal flaw, which is that they wither immediately after leaving the soil once the sun sets, reducing their effectiveness by half.

And all the places where Red Moon Flowers grow are more than a day’s journey away from the tribe, which means that Meng Hao must defeat the Red-Black Double-Ringed Snake group during the day and return to the tribe—

Such combat power and flying speed, not even the chieftain Lang Xiong could achieve it!

The looks in everyone’s eyes when they looked at Meng Hao were filled with astonishment.

Is he really a White Beastman…

Yuejin noticed their expressions and felt a mixture of pride, nervousness, and gratitude.

Pride, because Meng Hao had always been this excellent from the beginning.

Nervousness, because in his previous life, he hadn’t heard of anything similar happening. Yuejin hadn’t expected that by kindly saving Gou Liang, he would inadvertently change Meng Hao’s actions as well, allowing him to shine and attract the attention of so many females.

Gratitude, because Meng Hao hadn’t revealed his identity as the Child of the Beast God prematurely. Otherwise, the chieftain and the priest of the Wolf Tribe would never allow Yuejin, who had once been a priest of the Moon Fox Tribe, to marry him. These shallow females, no matter how much they admired him now, would hesitate because of Meng Hao’s identity as a White Beastman.

Meng Hao paid no attention to the inquisitive looks of the females and urgently fed the herbs to his brother before sunset.

The effects of the Purple-petaled Red Moon were excellent. After eating two of them, Meng Hui, who had previously been walking with difficulty, could now run short distances—although he still panting after a few steps, it was a very optimistic sign.

The remaining plant was given to Gou Liang.

Seeing Gou Liang staring at him blankly, Meng Hao frowned and said, “What are you waiting for? It’s about to be sunset.”

Ga’er also urged, “Xier, eat quickly. Once the sun sets, the Red Moon Flower will wither.”

“Are you seriously injured?” Gou Liang looked at Meng Hao with concern.

Meng Hao replied, “I’m not…”

Gou Liang plucked a petal from the flower, then unexpectedly picked the whole flower and quickly stuffed it into Meng Hao’s mouth, covering his mouth to prevent him from spitting it out.

He pushed the petal into his mouth, then smiled at Meng Hao, “Mmm, quite sweet.”

Meng Hao quickly pulled his hand away, but the Red Moon Flower petal had melted in his mouth, and he couldn’t spit it out even if he wanted to.

Seeing Gou Liang not realizing the gravity of what he had just done and smiling at him, Meng Hao couldn’t help but feel angry, “I don’t need it, you’ve wasted it!”

If it weren’t for the Purple-petaled Red Moon, Meng Hao, who was seriously injured after the battle with the Red-Black Double-Ringed Snakes, wouldn’t have been able to endure long-distance flight.

And this particular Purple-Flowered Red Moon was hard to come by, and it had been wasted like this. How could he not be angry?

Gou Liang seriously nibbled on the Red Moon Flower leaves, his mouth moving incessantly, and his innocent eyes indicating that he couldn’t speak.

The old priest, seeing Meng Hao’s angry face and Ga’er’s disappointment, smiled and said, “Alright, Meng Hao. Xier’s injuries are no longer serious, but you, on the other hand, are definitely seriously injured this time. You need the Purple-petaled Red Moon flowers more than Xi’er.”

Indeed.

Gou Liang, who was awakened by the system at sunrise, had witnessed the danger when the big blind spot was surrounded by the snakes. The ground was soaked with his fresh blood, and the purple flowers were stained with his blood. He felt heartbroken.

Naturally, this valuable item, priced at 999 units in the system, had to be saved for his cherished little target to restore his health.

Meng Hao couldn’t have made it far without the Purple-petaled Red Moon, especially after the battle with the Red-Black Double-Ringed Snakes.

Meng Hao considered mentioning that if Gou Liang didn’t need it, perhaps it could have been given to his brother. However, since he had already consumed it, there was nothing he could say to change the situation, so he chose to keep his thoughts to himself.

He was genuinely upset this time, and regardless of Gou Liang’s attempts to engage in conversation, he remained unresponsive.

Meng Hui watched Gou Liang anxiously as he fumbled with his thoughts on how to plead for him. After a while, he finally managed to say, “Actually, Xier’s body is not well either. He hasn’t been sleeping well lately and seems to be lacking energy… It’s because he’s so worried about brother.”

Meng Hao’s movements paused for a moment, and he casually said, “Since he did it and he has to bear the consequences, it’s his own problem.”

Without giving Meng Hui another chance to speak up for Gou Liang, Meng Hao continued, “Hui, I’ll find a way to get more Purple-petaled Red Moon flowers for you. You’ll definitely recover and become the tribe’s top warrior again.”

When Meng Hui’s legs were paralyzed in the past and there was no chance of recovery, Meng Hao had given up on him.

But later, when Meng Hui had hope of recovery, Meng Hao secretly made up his mind to make sure he would recover to his best fighting condition.

Meng Hui scratched his head, “Brother, stop teasing me!”

His brother was undoubtedly the rightful top warrior of the tribe!

He used to have the same doubts and worries as others about his brother’s survival skills in the wilderness. Once, he thought he was being secretive in following Meng Hao with the intention of secretly protecting him, but he accidentally stepped on the eggs of the Black-Skinned Crocodile Beast.

The two brothers were chased all the way, and it was his brother who fought to the death and killed the enraged Black Crocodile Beast. That’s the only reason they survived.

It was only then that he realized that Meng Hao, who was always left behind in the tribe during the Red Moon Season and didn’t even have the qualification to protect the female gathering teams, had grown to such a terrifying extent. The high-grade exotic beast meat he had eaten before was not left by the old priest for them, but was hunted down by his brother. His brother was just afraid that he would worry, so he didn’t tell the truth.

Meng Hao patted his shoulder and said calmly, “Hui, I can never fight alongside the tribe’s warriors. They need your strength more.”

Meng Hui was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily.

***

At night, Meng Hao, who used actions to express his cold violence, appeared in Gou Liang’s room again.

As Meng Hui had said, Gou Liang didn’t sleep well—even though he had taken medicine, he was restless, sweating profusely, and seemed to be plagued by nightmares. Even though he held Meng Hao’s tail, he couldn’t completely relax.

Meng Hao quietly watched for a while. A complex expression flashed in his ice-blue eyes, then he used his tail to wrap Gou Liang around his belly, lay down, and gently patted his back with his tail.

—This was a posture he had secretly learned from his beastman father to comfort young beasts. He had used it many times to put his brother and the young female to sleep.

In just a moment, Gou Liang fell into a deep sleep.

Meng Hao turned his head to look at Gou Liang. The chubby cheeks that used to have a bit of baby fat had indeed slimmed down, and the dark circles under his eyes made him look quite pitiful.

He made a few low, hesitant calls but ultimately didn’t get up and leave.

After Gou Liang had two days of high-quality sleep, Meng Hao embarked on his first hunting trip during the Red Moon Season.

This time, nobody doubted his ability to survive in the wilderness. Those who had mocked him for stubbornly accepting the task of carrying 500 units of exotic beast meat per person with Meng Hui had fallen silent.

Concerned about Meng Hui’s current condition and limited carrying capacity, Meng Hao began his journey back on the tenth day.

Gou Liang: …My dear, if you don’t come back soon, I’ll be completely drained.

The system watched as he administered 20 needles of Clear Awakening potion as if it were free, and then quietly chewed on the Soul-returning Grass to support his exhausted body. It went from initially finding it amusing to later being filled with righteous indignation: NO.00102, that idiot, should just die!

So, when Meng Hao returned, he was greeted by a thin and emaciated Gou Liang, along with Meng Hui and the old priest.

Having figured out the reason for Gou Liang’s insomnia and having it confirmed after Meng Hao’s return, the old priest asked, “Meng Hao, if you were to take Xi’er out into the wilderness, would you be confident in protecting him?”

Meng Hao was surprised. “That would be too risky!”

Didn’t the old priest know that?

“Haven’t you seen Xier’s condition?”

“Due to amnesia, he can’t completely trust his surroundings or even the people closest to him, so he can’t relax enough to fall asleep. We haven’t experienced this kind of fear where someone’s life suddenly becomes a blank slate. But I think he must be very anxious and enduring a lot. Fortunately, his body still holds his initial trust in you.”

“Do you remember when he was little and couldn’t sleep because he was so uncomfortable from illness? No matter how hard Ga’er tried to soothe him, only you could calm him down. Maybe, with you around, he can feel safe.”

“If we let him continue being this stubborn, I’m worried that not even the herbs blessed by the Beast God can save this poor child…”

Meng Hao fell silent for a long time before saying, “Uncle Ga’er won’t agree to it.”

But to Meng Hao’s surprise, Ga’er nodded without hesitation.

Although he was worried, his poor son was like a Red Moon Flower pulled out of the soil, withering at sunset. He would rather take the risk than watch him suffer and not be able to do anything about it.

Hence, Gou Liang, who had enjoyed three days of restful sleep, was pleasantly surprised when he was informed just before Meng Hao embarked on another hunting expedition –

He could finally spend some quality time alone with his big target!