Chapter 407: Chapter 354: Hope for the Sweet Potatoes’ Growth (Part 2)

Wu Yue’s eyes lit up instantly. "Where is it?"

A moment later, staring at the large pit before her that reeked of a strange odor, Wu Yue felt her empty stomach begin to churn.

"System, why do the tribespeople live down in the lowlands, but come all the way up to a high place like this to do their business?"

"The slaves carry it all up here."

A Beastman’s voice sounded from behind her. Wu Yue turned to see Yuan Lang standing a short distance away, pinching his nose.

"Beastmen and Half beastmen have a very keen sense of smell, so... if it’s brought up here, the scent won’t be blown down into the tribe."

Wu Yue’s mouth twitched. ’So that’s how they handle it. Does that mean I’ve just been... relieving myself wherever I pleased before this?’

The thought of having been so uncivilized made Wu Yue feel a little dejected.

Yuan Lang seemed to realize something as well, giving her a rather meaningful look. Wu Yue let out a hollow laugh. "This is perfect for fertilizer, so... so I came to take a look."

"Are you saying the reason those taro seedlings aren’t growing is a lack of fertilizer?"

The Beastman’s voice was muffled and nasal from pinching his nose.

Wu Yue nodded. "Yes. I’m going to give it a try. Even if it fails, it’s still worth the effort."

Yuan Lang nodded. "I agree, but can we please go talk somewhere else? Don’t you think it stinks here?"

Wu Yue chuckled and nodded. Ruffling Blue Fatty’s head, the two of them started down the mountain.

Yuan Lang glanced at Blue Fatty, whose furry head was the only thing visible from Wu Yue’s pack, and felt a pang of jealousy. "That fat thing doesn’t even bathe. It’s fat and dirty. You really shouldn’t carry it around all day. Who knows what kind of little bugs it might have."

He shot the System a disdainful look as he spoke.

The System’s round, cat-like eyes instantly narrowed to slits. Its little eyeballs swiveled in Yuan Lang’s direction, and the expression on its small, furry face...

Yuan Lang wondered if he was hallucinating. ’Why am I seeing such a human-like expression of contempt on a fat pet’s face?’

But Wu Yue just reached out and ruffled the System’s little head again. "This little guy is chubby and soft, and most importantly, he’s good-tempered. He never gets mad no matter how much I mess with him, and he can even help me with things. He’s very useful."

Praised so comprehensively by its host for the first time—from its utility to its looks—the System started to feel a little giddy.

The mouth beneath its little black nose couldn’t help but curl into a smile. It then sat up properly in the satchel it had previously disdained as if it were dog crap, obediently nuzzling the small hand that was mussing its fur, the very picture of docility.

Every now and then, it would even let out a few soft "MEWs" to show just how gentle and adorable it really was.

Seeing the System all mussed up into a frizzy ball of fur yet still acting so obedient, Wu Yue was dying of laughter on the inside. ’This silly System is really something else, loving compliments this much! Hahaha!’

Yuan Lang watched her ruffle Blue Fatty into a frizzy mess and instinctively stroked his own smooth, long hair. The thought of his own head being under her hands...

His handsome face grew a little more serious. ’It would completely ruin my tall, majestic image. Absolutely not. But... maybe I could give it a try later, when we’re back in our cave.’

’After all...’

He snuck another glance at Blue Fatty, which was mewling in pleasure from her scratching. ’Being petted and having my chin scratched by her... it does look pretty comfortable.’

At this thought, another wave of jealousy washed over him.

’It felt like he was the one who had offered the pet as a gift, only to be left a beggar while the pet itself was carried around in a sedan chair, living a life of luxury. How miserable.’

Now that she had found the reason the taro seedlings weren’t growing well, Wu Yue didn’t waste any time. She immediately gathered the slaves and explained the plan for the fertilizer.

However, this proposal to pour waste on the plants that grew their food immediately sparked discussion among the watching tribespeople.

Only the slaves remained silent. Wu Yue ignored the murmuring of the tribe members and looked directly at them. "What do you all think?"

The slaves nervously fidgeted with their fingers, their gazes involuntarily drifting toward Chang Ye at the front.

Chang Ye stepped forward. "Lady Wu Yue, whatever you say, we will do."

He sighed. "Never mind just pouring manure into the soil next to the crops. When we had nothing else to eat, we’ve had to search for food in the droppings of wild beasts."

Wu Yue let out a deep sigh. "Alright. Since no one has a problem with it, starting today, you will all carry the fertilizer down and pour it along the sides of the crop ridges. We’ll see how they grow. As for the food we harvest, after we give the tribe its share, I’ll split the rest with you, half and half."