Discussing The Correct Posture To Enjoy Dog Food Chapter Ch92.2 - Pineapple Flavored Beastman Gong (10)

Chapter Ch92.2 - Pineapple Flavored Beastman Gong (10)

Translated by Hua Li ^_~
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[Gou Liang: _(╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻]
Gou Liang: “Merciful Beast God…”
Before Gou Liang could continue with his flattery, the long life tree leaves surrounding him suddenly enveloped him affectionately, lifting him up and soaring into the sky.
“Lang Xi!”
Meng Hao was greatly alarmed and quickly spread his wings to chase after him.
At that moment, the earth suddenly trembled!
A powerful gust of wind accompanied the shaking of the mountains, and trees and rocks tumbled down. The old Tree Man and the little Tree People sitting on the leaves were caught off guard and were knocked to the ground, battered and bruised. The old Tree Man, sporting a swollen face, hurriedly sent the little Tree People back into the Longevity Tree and then quickly climbed to the top of the tree canopy, sitting there calmly.
He touched his loosened hair, which was now flowing with green blood, and wore a happy smile on his face.
As the chief of the Tree People, the old Tree Man was closely connected to this enormous Longevity Tree. When his hair, which had been tangled together, started to loosen, it corresponded to the gradual expansion of the Longevity Tree’s root system, which had been rooted in the ground for tens of millions of years. The sheer size of the root system was beyond imagination.
Even the slightest movement could bring about the effect of a level-ten earthquake, let alone the current untangling of his hair.
Gou Liang, perched high in the sky, gaped in astonishment as the earthquake unfolded. The forest was swiftly engulfed in billowing clouds of dust and debris, and the terrified cries of dying creatures pierced the air. Oh dear, it appears that tree people groom their hair in this manner…
Absolutely terrifying!
The capricious old tree man paid no heed to the fate of those unfortunate beasts. Seizing the opportunity provided by the loosened earth, he tirelessly extended the root system, anchoring the tree even deeper and wider.
In a matter of moments, the old tree man’s hair lengthened by a tenth, signifying a corresponding expansion of the immortal tree’s root system… One can only imagine the extent of the devastation in the affected areas.
Meanwhile, a torrential rain, something impossible during the Red Moon Season, poured down, washing away the dust brought by the earthquake in an instant.
Except for Gou Liang, who was protected tightly by the Longevity Tree leaves, everyone else was not spared.
Especially Meng Hao, who was first smothered in dust, then directly soaked by the rain. His once sleek and shiny fur stuck together, making him appear skinny, and his entire body was covered in dirt.
By the time the sky cleared, it had been more than ten minutes.
The old Tree Man, who was now sporting a black eye and a swollen face, had returned to normal. Furthermore, the previously transparent little Tree People had now gained solid forms.
Gou Liang looked at the bedraggled Meng Hao with a pained expression and shot a fierce glare at the old Tree Man. “Why didn’t you tell us beforehand?”
The old Tree Man replied, “Shouldn’t I be asking you that, little female?”
However, since he had benefited greatly from this situation, he didn’t mind Gou Liang’s rudeness and smiled, saying, “Child, thank you for saving the Tree People.”
Gou Liang’s eyes lit up. “How do you intend to thank me?”
“Uh&#k2026;.”
Seeing the surprised look in the old man’s eyes, Gou Liang was speechless.
Could it be that the previous priest who combed his hair was dismissed with an insignificant thank-you and a so-called peace contract?
The old Tree Man said, “This land already has abundant food, which is our Tree People’s gift. It can help the Winged Wolf tribe pass the next White Moon Season safely and comfortably.”
Haha, I now know how that esteemed priest was deceived.
Gou Liang quipped, “If you’re talking about the creatures terrified to death or crushed by the wrath of the Beast God, you’re absolutely right; that’s more than enough. →-→”
The old tree man fell silent for a moment before regaining his rigid smile and continuing, “Indeed, it’s impolite to use beings incited by the Beast God’s wrath as gifts. Well, as tree people, we are willing to offer you a Longevity Fruit as a token of gratitude. It only bears fruit once every ten thousand years, an exceedingly rare occurrence for our kind. While it can’t grant immortality, it’s the most precious medicinal material in the world. I’ve heard you’re in search of the Purple Red Moon Flower, so I believe you could make good use of it.”
Upon hearing this, Gou Liang quickly explained Meng Hao’s situation, and the old Tree Man confidently said, “After consuming the Longevity Fruit, he will definitely recover, perhaps even stronger than before.”
Gou Liang and Meng Hao were overjoyed.
This was an unexpected delight, and although the old Tree Man’s gratitude seemed insincere, Gou Liang didn’t haggle further.
At dawn, Gou Liang and Meng Hao were sent out of the Tree People’s tribe in the same rough manner.
However, before leaving, the old Tree Man generously gave them three Longevity Leaves.
Although these leaves would wither within five or six days after being separated from the mother tree, their scent could keep away the beasts, and the coverage area was extensive enough to protect them on their way back.
Looking down from high in the sky, the land had completely transformed from when they had arrived. Words couldn’t describe the extent of the destruction!
Only the Treefolk’s forest had suffered minimal damage and remained relatively intact. However, the area radiating out from the Treefolk’s forest had been severely affected, and as far as the eye could see, there were only the corpses of beasts.
“We’re going to strike it rich!!!”
Gou Liang shouted with excitement while riding on Meng Hao’s back.
“Roar!”
Meng Hao was equally thrilled.
Gou Liang exclaimed, “Quick, let’s go back! Have the tribe come and collect the spoils. With the Longevity Leaves protecting us, the beasts won’t dare to come near here in the short term.”
“Roar, roar!”
Meng Hao carried their ten-day haul and, led by Gou Liang, flew back to the Wolf Tribe at the fastest speed.
The journey took two days, with Meng Hao flying through the night. By noon on the second day, they had arrived at the tribe.
At this time, the Wolf Chief was still out hunting with half of the tribe’s warriors.
Upon hearing the news, the old priest was extremely excited. He immediately ordered the teams that were out collecting to return, leaving 5,000 male beastmen and two Longevity Leaves to protect the females gathered at the priest’s location. The remaining 30,000 beastmen, carrying Longevity Leaves, set out for the Treefolk’s forest under Meng Hao’s guidance. At the same time, messengers were sent to inform the tribe chief to lead the others and join up with Meng Hao.
Three days later, a dense army of beastmen surged back to the Wolf Tribe.
The sounds of beasts being laid on the ground resonated, causing the earth to shake. The piles of beast meat resembled mountains, and the tribe erupted in joyous cheers.
This White Moon Season, they no longer had to worry about food!
Roars of jubilation from the beastmen converged and echoed across the vast Wolb Plain.
Nearby, the Cloud Cliff Tribe said, “A bountiful harvest? Isn’t it too early? Quick, have someone check what’s happening in the Wolf Tribe.”
From afar, the Marshlands Tribe commented, “…It seems like we won’t be able to raid the hunting parties of the Wolf Tribe this year.”
The Bulei Tribe from a distance sneered, “A great harvest? Hmph, if we don’t seize this opportunity now, when else will we?”
And the distant Green Tribe said, “Howl, the Tree People have shown their might. Sons, don’t bother picking up the beast meat; let’s move our homes quickly…”
***
Meng Hao didn’t participate in the tribe’s festivities; he was too eager to see Meng Hui and verify if the Longevity Fruit had the miraculous effect the old Tree Man had mentioned.
Meng Hui had been pacing outside Gou Liang’s room, his mobility restored to its original state. When he saw Meng Hao, he rushed toward him, his face filled with anxiety.
Meng Hao was deeply concerned. “What happened?”
Meng Hui said with distress, “The High Priest told Xiaoxi that… well, that the Pregnancy Stone showed no reaction to Xiaoxi anymore.”
Meng Hao’s eyes widened.
“Lang Xi”
Seeing how Gou Liang, who had been healthy and robust in the Tree People’s forest, had suddenly become haggard and thin, Meng Hao’s heart clenched.
He was still so young, and losing the ability to reproduce was too cruel for him…
“You knew about this long ago, didn’t you? That’s why you didn’t want to accept me.”
Gou Liang looked at him expressionlessly.
Meng Hao was stunned. “How could that be? I—”
“I was just kidding…” Gou Liang smiled briefly, a smile uglier than crying. “Now that you know, even without you, I can’t form a bond with Meng Hui. The tribe won’t let a Black-winged Wolf Beastman deprive Beast God’s favor… You don’t need to find ways to reject me anymore. After all, I’m just a useless female.”
Meng Hao took a step forward, clenched his fists and held him by the shoulders. “Lang Xi, Cheer up! There are plenty of females in the tribe who can’t have children, and they’re living just fine.”
“You don’t mind?” Gou Liang asked.
“Of course not,” Meng Hao replied earnestly.
With a self-deprecating smile, Gou Liang said, “Then what if I say I want to form a bond with you?”
Meng Hao was stunned and then shook his head. “Lang Xi, I can’t…”
“See, you also dislike me,” Gou Liang remarked.
“No, I could never dislike you!” Meng Hao denied urgently.
Gou Liang rose from the bed, cupped Meng Hao’s face, and said with a hint of sadness, “Then, will you be with me?”
“Lang Xi, I can’t…”
Before he could finish, Gou Liang’s tears fell on his face. Meng Hao was at a loss. “Don’t cry, don’t cry…”
He clumsily wiped away Gou Liang’s tears, and Gou Liang winced. He lowered his head, showing determination, and kissed Meng Hao on the lips. Meng Hao was taken aback, instinctively trying to push him away. However, bitter tears seeped into Meng Hao’s mouth through their connected lips, and Meng Hao’s hand froze in mid-air before slowly falling down.
Pressing his lips against Meng Hao’s, Gou Liang cried as he confessed, “Meng Hao, I like you… No, I love you… I love you…” He poured out his feelings, but his tone seemed to be saying farewell.
“But, I am no longer worthy of having you…”
He forced a hasty laugh, tears rolling down faster and faster. He ended the abrupt and superficial kiss and whispered, “I’m sorry, I won’t bother you anymore. I’m sorry.”
“Lang Xi…”
Meng Hao’s heart was tightly clenched. When Gou Liang stepped back, he hugged him into his arms without thinking.
“Don’t cry.”
He wiped Gou Liang’s tears away and was silent for a while before speaking out: “You said it wrong. The person who doesn’t have the right to have you, from the beginning to the end, is me.”
Gou Liang widened his eyes.
A cautious glimmer of hope filled his eyes.
He raised his head, wanting to kiss Meng Hao but was prevented by Meng Hao tightly holding his waist, making it impossible to reach.
Gou Liang chuckled self-deprecatingly, his eyes soon shadowed.
Huh?!
It was Meng Hao who lowered his head, decisively and without hesitation, kissing Gou Liang’s lips.
[Ding! Target’s favorability updated. Current favorability: +81!]