Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite-Chapter 363 - 362: Very Similar

Listening to these words, Su Muyao’s expression changed.

Still need to ask for Fire?

The system spoke: "Host, it seems that this is still the Primitive Tribe era of the Beast World. People still don’t know how to make fire, and there’s no such thing as a Fire Stick."

Su Muyao asked Jing Chu, "The Sun Bird Beast you mentioned, is it the kind with three legs, and its feathers are golden yellow?"

Jing Chu nodded, "Yes."

Su Muyao understood, it seems that the Sun Bird Beast at this time is the Golden Crow Beast in her era.

They’re exactly the same.

Su Muyao said, "Actually, there’s no need to ask for Fire, there are many ways to start a fire."

"If you don’t know how, I can teach you."

Jing Chu was taken aback.

Next, Su Muyao instructed him to go out and find dry grass or dry leaves as a fire starter, then find dry wood to make a fire board, and use harder branches as a drill, guiding him to make fire by drilling wood.

After a while, indeed, they managed to get the fire and ignite the dry grass.

Seeing this scene, Jing Chu’s eyes, usually as cold as stagnant water, seemed to suddenly burn with a glowing flame, but it disappeared in an instant.

"Isn’t it simple?"

"So you don’t need to ask for Fire to start one yourself."

"You can also find flint and use it to spark a fire."

If Su Muyao weren’t invisible, she could go find it herself.

But she found that she was transparent, unable to touch anything in this world.

Yet she could take things out from her own space.

She originally wanted to take out pots and pans from her space to eat with the Little Snake Beastman.

But then she thought she would eventually leave here; teaching someone to fish is better than giving them a fish, so she decided to teach him self-sufficiency.

Even if he is abandoned or scorned, he can learn many things to survive.

So Su Muyao continued to teach Jing Chu to find flint to start a fire, find stones to make a stone pot, build a stove, and start cooking meat soup.

The meat slices were food Su Muyao took out from her space.

"Go to the river to wash up, it’s important to maintain clean hygiene when eating; this way, you are less likely to get sick..."

Su Muyao rambled on to Jing Chu.

She worried that Jing Chu might be unwilling to listen to her, but although he was cold, he was very obedient and listened well.

He prepared to take a bath.

"Wait a moment."

Saying this, Su Muyao took out a set of animal skins from her space, cut them with her superpower, and handed them to Jing Chu, "Wear these animal skins."

Jing Chu couldn’t see Su Muyao, he could only see the animal skin clothes floating in front of him.

They looked clean and very warm.

He felt as if all of this was like a dream.

"Are these for me?"

"Yes, for you. Wear them after washing up. Don’t worry, no one has worn these animal skins."

Jing Chu carefully received them, emotions surged in his heart.

These feelings were so unfamiliar to him, both yearning and fearful.

"Thank you, I will repay you."

Su Muyao laughed and said, "You are still a child. Take care of yourself first before talking about repayment."

Jing Chu lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought, and after a while, he turned to the river.

Su Muyao smelled the fragrance of the meat and said helplessly, "I can only smell it, I can’t eat it at all."

"Can’t I just appear in physical form? Then I could do many things and eat a lot."

"However, System, have you noticed that the air here is very good, the Spiritual Energy is also abundant, and there’s no Dark Aura? The animals around us don’t seem to have any Mutated Beasts either."

"But when the people were hunting earlier, I noticed that everyone only seemed strong, without much superpower."

"Didn’t they say ten thousand years ago, all beastmen had superpowers?"

The system replied, "Perhaps this is thirteen or fourteen thousand years ago, an even older time, during the prehistoric primitive society when Dark Aura was scarce and there were few Mutated Beasts."

"The apocalyptic chaos of ancient times should be the node from ten thousand years ago."

"At this point, the Beast World Continent probably hadn’t experienced much war, and everyone lived in tribes."

While Su Muyao talked with the system, she heard footsteps behind her.

Su Muyao turned her head and suddenly saw a handsome little boy wearing animal skins.

His features were exceptionally delicate, and his eyes glowed like emerald glass, resembling the icy spring accumulating in rock crevices after the spring thaw, with long, dense lashes and fine, pale skin.

His nose was as upright as a carved jade, yet his lips were tightly pressed, exuding a coldness unbefitting a child.

Despite being a child, he possessed a kind of aloofness that kept people at bay.

The animal skin clothes fit snugly to his body, revealing arms and legs that were covered in scars.

Previously, Su Muyao used her Wood Element Ability to heal some of his injuries, but he had too many. The slight superpower she could exert across space-time was too weak to completely erase his scars.

Su Muyao was accustomed to her Beast Husband’s appearance, so naturally, she wasn’t easily amazed by a young boy.

She simply looked at his appearance and thought of Wen Nanxi.

They were really similar.

She could almost sketch the adult version of him in her mind, nearly identical to Wen Nanxi.

Su Muyao hadn’t spoken for a while, and Jing Chu, unable to see her, showed a hint of unease and said, "Are... are you here?"

Hearing his voice, Su Muyao snapped back, "I’m here."

"I almost fell asleep waiting for you to finish your bath."

"Didn’t expect you’d look so cute and beautiful after your bath."

Beautiful and adorably soft, he melted her heart.

Especially since he resembled Wen Nanxi so much, like a miniature version of Wen Nanxi, she wanted to treat him well.

"The meat soup is ready, I added a little salt and pepper, the temperature should be just right now. Scoop it out and taste it with a spoon."

Jing Chu imitated the method Su Muyao taught him earlier, using a wooden spoon to scoop into a wooden bowl, and then using a small spoon to drink.

His fingers trembled, almost failing to hold steady.

Su Muyao watched him expectantly and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"De... delicious, I’ve... never tasted such a delicious meat soup before."

Growing up, he rarely ate meat; he always hunted secretly despite his injuries and pain to catch some small wild animals.

His meals were irregular, often consisting of cold or raw food.

The Fire in the tribe was very important, his mother, even though she had received many things from his father, wasn’t willing to give him a little food.

Jing Chu, eating away, lowered his head hard, shadows flickered as he blinked, trying to hide his emotions in his eyes.

He didn’t dare think of his father, nor his father’s death, thinking about it made him want to kill.

Kill them all.

In that moment, a strong Vicious Energy surged around Jing Chu.

Su Muyao sensed his wrong emotions, "Is it not delicious?"

"If it’s not good, I’ll find you some other food."

Jing Chu sniffed, and when he looked up again, his gaze was still cold but with a slight ripple, he said, "No, it’s delicious, it’s the best I’ve ever had."

Su Muyao explained, "There’s salt and pepper in it."

"Oh, by the way, that tree over there is a pepper tree; you can make pepper powder from pepper."

Su Muyao noticed how the resources in this Primitive Forest were plentiful; there were pepper and cinnamon trees nearby, both very tall.

It turns out, the trees from more than ten thousand years ago were sturdier.

If her body wasn’t transparent, she could go over to pick them and dig up cinnamon.

There were also a lot of pine trees, and the pine resin could be used to make candles.