The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 496 - 370: Warehouse

Meanwhile, on the other side, The Wolf Tribe of the Lower Domain.

After the banquet ended, Luna Sutton dragged her exhausted body back to her residence.

She rubbed her stiff face from smiling and flopped onto the bed like a wilted eggplant, all droopy.

Socializing is just too tiring, even more exhausting than working.

She closed her eyes for a moment.

Suddenly, she thought about the faith value she gained at the banquet and eagerly asked, "System, quickly calculate how much faith value I earned today?"

"Ding, you have gained a total of 1523 faith points today, current balance: 1523 points."

The system’s voice echoed in her mind, cheerfully saying, "Congratulations, host, you’ve upgraded from pauper to mini-rich lady."

"So much?"

Her eyes instantly lit up, she jumped up like a carp and nearly strained her old waist.

She counted on her fingers, "Last time I worked my hands to the bone saving people, only got 1000, and I spent all of it in an instant. Today, a meal yields 1523 points?"

Just thinking about it made her feel delighted, truly a pleasant surprise.

The system projected a rolling-eyes emoji in her mind, "Does the host misunderstand ’worked my hands to the bone’? Clearly, it’s this system working hands to the bone to help with statistics, right? At the very least, it was the Golden Silkworm King who spit until unconscious, and remained comatose for several days."

Feeling embarrassed, Luna Sutton chuckled, chose selective hearing loss, rubbing her hands with glowing eyes, "Quick, open the faith value mall, I want to shop."

"All you know is buying and buying, in later generations, a person like you is a typical moonlight clan."

The system inwardly grumbled, then earnestly advised, "I suggest prioritizing Foundation Establishment, otherwise when those few weirdos practice ’Basic Demon Code,’ the host will end up being trash in combat. Don’t forget, their abilities are already at levels 11, 12, and even Kian Sterling is at level nine; they don’t need to start practicing from scratch, just transform their current power into cultivation. If that happens, the host will be... hehe..."

"Didn’t I just use 200 faith points to transform into cultivation and instantly break through to Qi Cultivation Perfection? If I break through Foundation Establishment will it..."

She was contemplating when suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Luna, are you there?"

Corbin Crowley’s deep voice came from outside.

She quickly cut off communication with the system, "Here, just a moment."

She was about to get up and open the door.

Suddenly realized it was a bit dark inside, glanced out the window, and noticed the sky had unknowingly darkened, it was already twilight.

She quickly lit the torch hanging on the wall, and the flame instantly illuminated the whole room.

This ancient beast world had no lights, kerosene lamps hadn’t been invented, generally rely on torches for night lighting.

Mael Valerius did send her several Luminous Pearls, but she put them away.

She wasn’t extravagant enough to use Luminous Pearls as lamps.

Mainly felt they were too ostentatious, torches seemed more practical for lighting.

She turned to open the door.

As the door opened, she saw Corbin Crowley’s tall figure standing at the doorway, holding a Beast Skin Scroll.

"This is the list of gifts from various tribes."

Corbin Crowley handed her the Beast Skin Scroll, "The leader has already reviewed them, and I thought you always like quirky things, maybe there’s something useful for you, so I brought it over for you to look."

"You do know me best."

She said with a light smile, reaching out to take it.

Examined it carefully under the firelight, most were beast skins, prey, various spirit fruits, ivory and similar items.

Seeing ten baskets of corn from The Ox Tribe, eight baskets of carrots from The Rabbit Tribe, and ten bundles of silk from The Insect Tribe, her eyes brightened several degrees.

Her previous fatigue vanished, she was excited like a chicken pumped with adrenaline.

"Corn, carrots, silk, hahaha..."

She excitedly kissed Corbin Crowley’s face several times.

These items were so hard to find before, couldn’t believe they were sent as gifts.

Truly, what can’t be sought in a thousand miles, comes effortlessly.

If there were wheat, cotton, potatoes, sweet potatoes, it would be perfect.

Corbin Crowley was momentarily stunned by her sudden enthusiasm; then he slightly curled his lips, holding the back of her head to deepen the kiss.

Until she almost couldn’t breathe, then he released her, gazing at her with deep eyes, his voice hoarse, "Luna’s passion is rare."

She blushed and glared at him, this dog man only knows how to seize the opportunity to take advantage.

Then shook the Beast Skin Scroll happily, "These truly are good stuff. Come on, go with me to the warehouse for a look."

As she said this, she dragged Corbin Crowley along.

Corbin Crowley stumbled as she pulled him, hurriedly took down the beast skin cloak hanging on the wall and wrapped it around her, "Slow down, it’s already dark, seeing it tomorrow is the same."

"If I wait until tomorrow, I fear I won’t be able to sleep tonight."

Luna wrapped herself in a beast skin cloak and charged out, nearly bumping into Malachi Arcanus who was carrying hot water.

Malachi Arcanus hurriedly protected the foot basin: "Where are you going, Luna?"

"I’ll wash my feet when I get back."

Without turning back, she shouted, her beast skin skirt flying as she ran.

Corbin Crowley was bewildered by her fiery demeanor and quickly followed.

Malachi Arcanus stood there holding the hot water, his short hair ruffled, looking puzzled.

Once he realized, he set the hot water aside and curiously chased after.

The warehouse was located at the back of the tribe’s center, a large building made of blue bricks.

More solid and spacious than the regular tribal members’ houses, it was dedicated to storing communal tribe resources.

Such as dried meats for winter, rice, important beast hides, salt, rare items traded, and this time the gifts sent by major tribes.

At the warehouse entrance stood two Beastman guards, who immediately saluted upon seeing the three rushing over.

"Miss Cynthia, what brings you here so late?"

One of the guards asked.

"I’m here to check out the gifts received today."

Luna caught her breath and looked at the two guards: "Especially those sent by The Ox Tribe, The Rabbit Tribe, and The Insect Tribe."

The guards quickly opened the warehouse doors and lit the torches inside.

Under the torchlight, the warehouse was filled with various materials, neatly categorized and arranged.

She went straight to the pile of rattan baskets in the corner, lifted the lid, and saw the neatly stacked corncobs with husks and corn silk inside.

"Oh my goodness, it’s really corn."

She grabbed one directly, swiftly peeling away the husk to reveal the golden corn kernels inside, and smiling broadly, "Now we can make corn porridge, corn cakes, popcorn..."

Food in the beast world was too scarce, she’d long wanted to grow some corn.

She had even specially searched before but didn’t find any.

Unexpectedly, The Ox Tribe had sent so much, truly a delightful surprise.

She turned to look at Corbin Crowley and Malachi Arcanus who followed her into the warehouse, excitedly saying, "Corbin, look, with this we can grow more corn next year."

Corbin Crowley, curious, took the peeled corncob from her hand, a trace of doubt in his silver eyes: "Is this... really good to eat?"

He remembered that seemingly only The Ox Tribe liked eating this.

"Of course."

She smiled and explained, "You can boil it, roast it, even grind it into powder to make cakes; there are many ways to eat it. Most importantly, its yield is high, it can feed more people."

She eagerly went to look at the carrots sent by The Rabbit Tribe, fresh and red with soil still attached, clearly freshly dug up.

The size looked much bigger compared to those in later generations, but it was indeed a carrot.

She excitedly picked up one, not minding the soil, grinning widely: "Wonderful, even carrots are here."

Corbin Crowley glanced at them, his voice puzzled: "This red root is very common; the Beastmen from The Rabbit Tribe love it most. What’s so special?"

"These are also great."

Luna counted off on her fingers, "Not only are they rich in nutrients, they’re especially good for the eyes. Most importantly, they taste great in stir-fries—carrot stir-fry, carrot stew, can be juiced, or used as dumpling stuffing."

"Can this be planted too?"

Seeing her so happy, Corbin Crowley couldn’t help but ask.

"Of course it can."

She nodded, "And carrots have a short growing cycle, mature quickly, can be harvested soon after planting."

After speaking, she went to check the silk sent by The Insect Tribe.

Ten baskets full of silk, each basket packed completely, the silk pure white like snow, delicate and smooth, evidently top-quality.

"These silks can be used for weaving clothes."

She reached out to touch them, a joyful smile spread across her face, "By next spring, I’ll teach everyone how to raise silkworms and spin silk."

This way, the tribe members could wear soft and cozy silk clothes.

Corbin Crowley and Malachi Arcanus didn’t understand what raising silkworms and spinning silk entailed, but they understood these could be turned into clothes.

Isn’t that like linen?

Only they didn’t get how such fine soft silk could be turned into clothing.

"For now, let’s leave these things here; we can come back for them tomorrow."

Luna clapped her hands, stood up, showing no intention of moving them immediately.

After all, aside from herself, no one else in the tribe recognized these things.