The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 21: Like a Man-Eating Monster

Corbin Crowley heard Lyle Sutton’s question, his expression darkened slightly, but he hadn’t spoken yet.

Next to him, Cynthia Sutton stepped forward and explained first, "Father, I asked Corbin to find these stones. This stone pot can be used for cooking food, and the other stones also have various uses."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at her with bewilderment.

Stone pot? Cooking food?

Why does it sound incomprehensible? 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

The beast world is still uncivilized, although they have learned to use fire and eat cooked food, it’s only limited to grilling.

The tribe’s witch doctor often uses clay pots to brew medicine, could it be similar to that?

Lyle Sutton thought about it and found himself not entirely opposed to these stones.

If it’s true as Cynthia said, this stone pot can cook food and improve the tribe’s meals.

Although this daughter is lazy, greedy, and boy-crazy, quite ugly too, she has been different recently and even awakened abilities.

Rhys Blackwood, Kian Sterling, Zeke Veridian, Malachi Arcanus, Mason Sutton, and others were puzzled but didn’t voice doubts.

They all noticed Cynthia Sutton’s changes, who knows, maybe she could come up with something noteworthy.

Corbin Crowley didn’t stand around forever and prepared to drag back the prey originally hidden in the cave.

He soon left.

Cynthia Sutton walked to the spot where seven or eight backpacks were originally placed, seeing the surrounding protection was damaged, but the wild grass atop was still nicely covered.

She peeled back the wild grass on the backpacks and saw that the contents were intact, and sighed with relief.

This backpack contained mushrooms, once the wild grass covering was peeled back, the beastmen present saw those mushrooms and their faces instantly changed.

Beastmen generally believe mushrooms are poisonous and never touch them, let alone pick them. Seeing her pick so many poisonous mushrooms, they had expressions like they’d seen a ghost.

Zeke Veridian frowned at those poisonous mushrooms and couldn’t help but angrily say, "Cynthia Sutton, why did you pick so many mushrooms? Are you trying to eat yourself to death or kill everyone else?"

A cold voice, full of strong dislike.

Cynthia Sutton turned slightly sideways and found herself facing a pair of indifferent green eyes, like the emeralds in a forest, stunningly beautiful.

The man had an incredibly handsome face, his skin was not the usual bronze of the beast world but porcelain white like jade, brows ink-drawn, lips like balm, jaw unbelievably perfect.

He had a tall figure, his waist wrapped in animal hide, exuding a mix of coolness with a hint of immortality and wildness, unrealistically good-looking.

If Corbin Crowley was domineering, Rhys Blackwood was cold, Kian Sterling was beautiful and gender-indistinct, Malachi Arcanus was wild and unrestrained, then Zeke Veridian was the cool type.

This man, if dressed in white robes or blue clothes, would be a definite immortal character straight out of a fantasy drama.

Her expression showed awe, then she realized this was the original host’s fourth beast husband, Zeke.

Zeke Veridian was indifferent and aloof, either silent or infuriating when he spoke, hence in the tribe, his relations with other beasts weren’t great.

Yet, who could deny his strong skills and good looks, many females in the tribe still fancy him.

However, he intensely disliked the original host, barely even glanced at her or spoke a word.

As if spending one more look would pollute his eyes.

Even as Cynthia Sutton had been here for quite some time, she hadn’t spoken to him.

She noticed Zeke’s cold expression and unabashed disdain, curling her lips.

Dog man, so good-looking but such a bad temper.

"These mushrooms are not poisonous, they can be eaten."

She explained a sentence and didn’t look at Zeke anymore.

Zeke’s cold green eyes showed disdain and skepticism, his thin lips lightly parted, his voice icy, "You say they aren’t poisonous, so they’re non-toxic? If it kills the beast, will you take responsibility? Or are you deliberately retaliating because everyone dislikes you?"

Cynthia Sutton’s brows furrowed slightly, this dog man truly impolite, not just an ordinary sharp tongue.

More annoying than Corbin Crowley.

She was about to refute when a authoritative voice intervened.

"Stop arguing, if Cynthia says these mushrooms aren’t poisonous, then let’s keep them for now and let the witch doctor check them later."

Lyle Sutton came over, glancing disapprovingly at Zeke.

Knowing his daughter is ugly and unpopular, yet such doubts towards Cynthia displeased him.

Seeing the leader’s unhappy gaze, Zeke restrained himself a bit and shut up.

Lyle Sutton’s gaze turned towards those backpacks, filled with wild fruits, vegetables, and various miscellaneous stuff.

There were quite a few thorny things too, the meat was sparse and hands were pricked, most beastmen wouldn’t bother with them.

However, the tribe’s females sometimes deal with them.

He pointed at those backpacks, asking, "Cynthia, what are these containers called? They look like woven vines, where did they come from?"

The tribe doesn’t have these, neither do other tribes.

Not even in Beast King City.

"Father, these are backpacks, woven by me with vines to conveniently carry things."

Cynthia Sutton chuckled softly, explaining in a low voice.

Backpacks? For carrying things?

The beastmen present looked at the seven or eight full backpacks on the ground, realizing it was indeed incredibly convenient and practical for carrying things.

Especially for hunting and gathering, it could hold many items and free up their hands.

But how could this ugly one weave such a delicate backpack?

Kian Sterling’s gaze fell on Cynthia Sutton, his gender-indistinct face showing surprise.

As a Nine-Tailed White Fox, naturally inclined towards beautiful and delicate things, and with his roots from Beast King City, he’s well-informed since childhood, yet he’s never seen a backpack.

"Did you really weave this?"

He couldn’t help but ask.

His voice was warm, like a breath of spring, not as cold as before.

Cynthia Sutton looked at him and nodded slightly, "I wove it."

Kian Sterling didn’t doubt her lie, because if she couldn’t weave, it would be easily debunked.

His eyes showed a flash of admiration, sincerely praising, "You’re impressive."

"Ding, Kian Sterling’s favorability increased, would you like to check, host?"

At this moment, Cynthia Sutton’s mind echoed the system’s voice.

Her eyebrows slightly raised, her gaze fell on Kian Sterling, knowing his favorability had risen, though she didn’t know how much, she didn’t immediately check expecting to review it back at the tribe.

"Thank you, if you like, I could teach you weaving later."

She smiled happily, her brows arching.

Even if the smile wasn’t pretty, she couldn’t hold back the urge to smile.

"Okay."

Kian Sterling nodded slightly, not rejecting, his voice warm.

He truly needed such a backpack for carrying things.

Zeke saw Cynthia Sutton and Kian Sterling conversing happily, his emerald eyes flashed dand have no bird," that kind of expression.

As if seeing one more glance would contaminate his eyes.

Even as Cynthia Sutton came across, he had never spoken to the other side.

Her eyes saw Zeke’s cold expression, eyeing with undisguised disgust, curled her lips.

Dog man is so good-looking, but bad tempered.

"These mushrooms are not toxic, can be eaten."

She explained a sentence, and no longer looked at Zeke.

Zeke’s cold green eyes revealed contempt and doubts, his thin lips lightly opened, a cold voice, "You say there’s no poison, then there’s no poison? If it kills the beast, do you take responsiility? Or do you see everyone dislikes you, deliberately retaliate?"

Cynthia Sutton’s eyebrows slightly frowned, this dog man truly spoke unkindly, his mouth wasn’t generally toxic.

More annoying than Corbin Crowley.

She was going to open her mouth to refute, when a majestic voice interjected.

"Don’t argue, since Cynthia says these mushrooms have no poison, then keep them, later find the witch doctor to see."

Lyle Sutton came over, glancing displeasingly at Zeke.

Knowing his daughter is ugly and unpopular, but such doubts to Cynthia still discontented him.

Seeing the leader’s displeased gaze, Zeke converged his temperament, didn’t say much.

Lyle Sutton’s eyes turned towards the many backpacks, filled with wild fruits, wild vegetables,and various messy things.

Even the thorny stuff was loaded with quite a few, these things had little meat, and not many beastmen would go mess with them.

However, the females in the tribe sometimes brought it.

He gestured towards those backpacks, asking, "Cynthia, these what are they called? It looks like woven vines, where did it get?"

The tribe does not have this, other tribes do not as well.

Even The Royal City has never seen it.

"Father these are backpacks, woven by me with vines, convenient to load stuff."

Cynthia Sutton chuckled softly, explaining aloud.

Backpack? To load things?

The beastmen present gazed at the seven of eight backpacks on the ground, finding this really very convenient, practical.

Especially when hunting and gathering, can load many things, also can free hands.

Just this ugly one can actually weave this refined backpack?

Kian Sterling’s gaze turned at Cynthia Sutton, his gender indistinct face showed unexpected.

He is Nine-Tailed White Fox, naturally towards exquisite, beautiful things, and due to living in The Royal City, interested in lots of things, but never seen a backpack.

"This truly you woven?"

He could not help and asked.

His voice with warm, hearing letting people experience like a spring breeze, no longer cold original attitude.

Cynthia Sutton’s eyes looked to him, barely nodded, "I woven."

Kian Sterling did not hesitate she might lie, lying easy to expose.

His eyes showed a sign of appreciation, sincerely praised: "You are great."

"Ding, Kian Sterling’s favorability increased, whether host would view?"

At this time, Cynthia Sutton’s mind sounded the system’s voice.

Her eyebrows raised a bit, her gaze fell on Kian Sterling, knowing this man’s favorability increased, although not knowing how much increased, no longer immediately view, preparing to return to tribe, empty time then slowly check.

"Thank you, if you like, later I can teach you to weave."

She smiled happily, brow eyes curved, joyously smiled.

Although laughing not pretty, yet could not hide this joyful.

"Good."

Kian Sterling minimally nodded, not rejected, voice warm.

He really needs something like backpack to load things.

Zeke Veridian saw Cynthia Sutton and Kian Sterling talking selflessly, green eyes flashed contempt, thin lips cornered raised with sarcasm.

In them as a group, can only say Kian Sterling mostly care this ugly, everyday the meat one part not missing, timely sending.

Afraid other party to starve, gradually eating more fatter, just like a moving human big sow, nose pressed flat, eyes also minor eyebrows, with this one large bucktooth, just plain ugliness that even more.

Especially when smiling, really some feeling of scary, like some eating man’s monster.

He truly worships Kian Sterling, even faced this ugly one, also can face gracefully.

Intended to speak sarcastically few sentences, seeing beside the Lyle Sutton, ultimately do gentle.

Just at this time, Corbin Crowley dragging prey here, was originally near cave eaten by him.

Now dragged back.

Lyle Sutton seeing people fully here, spoke "Already late, here leave."

"It is, leader."

Many beastmen simultaneously spoke, immediately one by one transformed beast form, each take one’s prey gone.