Chapter 63

Chapter 63: ke li nuo grasslands

In the end, the lion beastman gave her the Beastman Group’s newest product: a white wristband.

Portability was the selling point. It was designed specifically for women in interstellar. It looked small, but it came loaded with more than a dozen weapons—cold steel and firearms alike.

Ling Mo loved it.

After collecting two portions of nutrient tonic, she also swept up the trash created during the cleanup before she left.

The other players were long gone.

As she neared the entrance, her mental power detected a crowd gathered outside.

It was already dark. They were probably planning to wait nearby until morning before setting off.

Ling Mo had no intention of waiting with them. There was an enemy among those players.

She activated the illusory cloak again and slipped away right under their noses.

Once she was far enough, she pulled out her electric scooter and continued toward the two-tailed cat village.

Outside the lion beastman’s home, Jiang Xin and Ye Kai were still waiting for her, along with a number of other players—including the middle-aged man who’d complained.

Everyone else who’d gone in had come out with extra rewards on top of their smiley badges. It wasn’t much, but it meant they wouldn’t go hungry for the next few days.

Only the middle-aged man got nothing. Even his smiley badge looked noticeably dimmer.

Who was responsible wasn’t exactly a mystery.

They waited and waited, but Ling Mo never appeared.

Then a chubby pearl bird flew in from the distance and landed on Ye Kai’s shoulder. It shook its head at Jiang Xin, then fluttered away.

Jiang Xin immediately understood. He grabbed Ye Kai and pulled him off to find somewhere to rest.

“Old Boss,” Ye Kai muttered, “we’re not waiting for that girl anymore?”

Jiang Xin gave him a look. “She’s already gone. We just need to take care of ourselves. It’s the second day—we need to hurry and finish our task.”

“Fine.”

Meanwhile, Ling Mo had planned to stop and rest once she’d gotten far away, but she ended up spotting a settlement in the distance.

From what she’d learned at the rabbit beastman village, beastman territory was usually the safest place to be.

She pushed the scooter to its fastest speed.

When she reached the outskirts, she froze.

It was the two-tailed cat beastman village—the one she’d been searching for all day.

After looking everywhere for it, she’d found it by accident.

Ling Mo stopped near the village, stored the scooter in her pocket space, and then went inside her pocket space herself to take a bath.

They’d be here for ten days. Ten days without washing or changing would be unbearable. If she’d had no choice, she would’ve endured it, but she did have a choice.

So she refused to suffer.

After bathing and changing, she checked on the dragon fang grass seeds. They’d sprouted.

Satisfied, she left her pocket space, set out her sweetglow firefly traps, and used a sunshade umbrella to make a simple shelter. Then she began meditating.

At dawn, a two-tailed cat beastman stepped outside and spotted her. Curious, they approached. “What are you doing here?”

Ling Mo pointed at the smiley badge on her chest. “I’m looking for work. I’m especially good at recycling trash.”

Opportunities didn’t walk up and greet you. You had to grab them.

At the word recycling, the two-tailed cat beastman’s eyes lit up. “Really? What level recycler are you? If your level is too low, you won’t be enough on your own.”

They looked her thin body up and down and shook their head slightly.

No sharp teeth. No claws. No tail. No intimidation at all.

Probably a low-level recycler.

Ling Mo saw the doubt in their eyes and calmly showed her badge.

Badges could display past customer reviews.

There were only two so far, but both were perfect. Only then did the two-tailed cat beastman believe her.

“Come with me, then. Our village sorted out a batch of unused things not long ago. We planned to hire a few C-rank recyclers to deal with it, but because there aren’t enough hands, our order got pushed back—half a month.”

Their nose wrinkled. “In half a month, that stuff would stink. Good thing you showed up now.”

Ling Mo caught something important. “Do beastman really need recyclers that badly?”

“Of course. Winter just ended, and winters on ke li nuo grasslands are freezing. There’s basically no food, so we stockpile before winter arrives. But once spring comes, anything we didn’t finish rots fast. That’s when we need recyclers to clean it up.”

They led Ling Mo to a storeroom with its doors wide open. “To make it easier for the recycling workers, we put everything in here.”

Ling Mo stepped inside and immediately caught the faint scent of dried meat.

Two-tailed cat beastman were strict carnivores. Their food stores were all meat.

Remembering the talk about food spoiling, Ling Mo picked up a strip of dried meat and sniffed it. No sourness. No rot. It was still edible.

She also found all kinds of canned meat—the kind you could eat straight from the tin.

Just then, two two-tailed cat beastman pushed in a cart stacked with cans like a small mountain.

They chatted as they walked, not noticing Ling Mo.

“Winter’s finally over. I’m so sick of these canned meats I could throw up.”

“Right? Now we can finally eat something decent. I never want to see canned meat or dried meat again.”

“You said that last year too. When autumn comes, you’ll still have to stockpile.”

“If only I were as rich and powerful as a lion beastman. When winter hits, I’d just take a ship and leave, then come back after it’s over.”

They dumped the cans carelessly in the storeroom and left, already arguing about where to hunt.

Ling Mo stepped out from the corner and quietly collected everything they’d just thrown away.

If they were tired of it, fine. She wasn’t.