Discussing The Correct Posture To Enjoy Dog Food

Translated by Hua Li ^_~

The long White Moon Season came to an end as the daylight waned.

In the comforting warmth after their morning exercises, and with an 80% progress on their mission, Gou Liang was lying on Meng Hao’s body, guiding him on cooking.

“Xiao Keng’er, is this enough?”

Meng Hao asked, scooping up a spoonful of red salted fruit porridge, behaving like a diligent and eager student.

At this moment, if Gou Liang kissed him once, it meant it was just right. A second kiss meant to reduce a bit, and a third kiss indicated to add a little more. So, Meng Hao, the diligent student, thoughtfully gave a little less and then looked at Chef Gou, pretending to be genuine.

Suppressing a smile, Gou Liang gave Meng Hao three kisses. Seeing the corner of his mouth curled up as he added more red salt pulp and put it into the pot, he couldn’t help but kiss the corner of his mouth too.

They finished a lovely meal, and Gou Liang asked, “Is someone outside?”

Seeing the big black wolf pawing at the window, with snow falling on his back, looking pitiful, Gou Liang commended Meng Hao, thinking highly of him for being merciful, and inquired about the matter.

Meng Hao went outside and asked, “Have you eaten?”

“Ge…”

Meng Hui, who had been poisoned by his own dark cuisine for more than two hundred days and finally couldn’t help but come to the door to eat, turned into a human being and rushed over to Meng Hao—

“If you haven’t eaten, go back and cook. If you can’t make it, then just eat some dried meat.”

“Huh..?”

Meng Hui stopped his action.

“Ge, ge…. Did you not notice that I have lost weight? My fur is losing its shine. Just let me have a little taste, please, ge~”

Seeing his brother’s sternness, Meng Hui turned and yelled, “Xiaoxi, ah!”

Meng Hao slapped his head, and Meng Hui, who had already been instructed by Lang Fei, immediately changed his words and said: “Xiaoxi, come and take care of my brother”

Gou Liang came out, grinning, and said, “Meng Hao, let him come in.”

As soon as he entered the room and saw the delicious food piled on the long table, he immediately shouted: “Ge, you are the best to me!” With so many delicious foods, he had obviously prepared his portion. Well, he is indeed his ge!

The poor kid had completely forgotten how “cold and ruthless” his brother had just been.

“Aw Aw!”

The food was delicious!

Meng Hui, in his transformed state, didn’t hold back as he devoured the food, earning himself a stern glance from Meng Hao.

Meng Hao raised his tail to block Gou Liang’s eyes. After finishing the meal, both Gou Liang and Meng Hao stopped using their chopsticks, while Meng Hui was still happily scanning the plates, eager to eat the animal bones and fruit shells containing the food together.

Gou Liang said, “Didn’t your brother tell you that a male who can’t cook can’t find a good female?”

He could smell Meng Hui’s dark cooking even from such a distance.

Meng Hui whined in frustration. Not all orcs could be as powerful as his brother. He was an all-rounder good orc in fighting, gathering, and cooking.

Gou Liang: “Or, you can start looking for a female who can cook now.”

Meng Hui: “Awoo!”

Meng Hui couldn’t find anyone as good at cooking as his brother, and decided he would keep relying on him, even if it meant mooching for the rest of his life. He’d rather stay single than find a female.

After he finished, Meng Hao said coldly,”Today is the last meal, you can figure it out on your own from now on.”

Meng Hui: “Wuwuwu…”

MengHui was tearful as he looked at Meng Hao, his eyes showing the sadness of a single wolf who was abandoned and couldn’t cook.

Gou Liang suppressed his laughter and said sternly: “All orcs don’t like the smell of others in their home after they form a contract, otherwise they will become very irritable and unable to sleep at night. Meng Hui, you don’t want your brother to feel uncomfortable, right?”

Meng Hui sighed with sadness, but eventually he decided to find a female who could cook.

When Meng Hui finished eating and walked away, Gou Liang couldn’t help laughing and said, “I thought you’d have a harder time letting him go.”

Meng Hao replied, “I only have a hard time letting you go hungry; he won’t starve.”

After eating, it was time for Chef Gou’s daily meal again.

However, just before they got to the point, Lang Fei howled outside the door. Meng Hao’s expression changed as he was leaning against Gou Liang’s entrance. He kissed Gou Liang, who was already a little dazed and still hugging him and refused to let go. He wrapped the quilt tightly before Meng Hao went out to deal with Lang Fei.

“Meng Hao, is something wrong with Lang Fei?”

Seeing him return, Gou Liang, lying under the blanket with his body covered in red marks, asked what the wolf wanted to say.

Meng Hao almost didn’t need any buffering process. He rushed forward to suppress him, kissed his neck and entered as he said: “Father is not on duty tomorrow, so let’s go over and have a meal together.”

“Oh… ah, wait first. Let me finish.”

Meng Hao seemed impatient to get back to what he was doing.

When the warming exercise was over, Meng Hao hugged the hot and sweaty Gou Liang tightly and asked him what he wanted to say just now. Gou Liang had already forgotten all about it.

The next day, the big white wolf hid Gou Liang, who was wearing a thick red rock suit, under his warm belly. He blocked it tightly with his tail and flew to the patriarch’s home as fast as possible.

Although there was no need to venture outside during the White Moon Season, the members of the tribe still maintained a tight security patrol. They changed shifts every ten days, and even when the Alpha, Lang Xiong, was not on duty, he personally conducted patrols every day. Newly bonded pairs were exempt from patrolling, which is why Meng Hao could finally relax everyday and concentrate on studying ways to keep warm with Gou Liang.

When they arrived, Lang Xiong called Meng Hao aside. Apparently he had something to say, and Gou Liang went to the kitchen to find Ga’er.

When Ga’er saw him, his face was full of smiles, and he said: “Xiaoxi, come on, drink some soup to warm yourself up first.”

The thick white bone soup was added with precious herbs. This was specially made for Gou Liang. Lang Fei came over to get a bowl, but Ga’er gave him a disgusting look and drove him away.

Ga’er touched Gou Liang’s hand and saw his warm hands, his smile deepened, but he said, “Why haven’t you gained any weight after an entire lunar season? Meng Hao really should take better care of you.”

The White Moon Season is the season when females are the most “diligent” in hunting, and especially this year when every household is well-supplied with food. Like Ga’er, who tortured his youngest son to the point where he secretly ran away to hook up with Meng Hui, but was forced back home by the other party’s dark cuisine. While Ga’er was fattened up by Lang Xiong, and his face became fleshy when he smiled, which made people want to pinch it.

Gou Liang replied, “No, I eat a lot every day. It seems like after receiving the coming-of-age blessing from the Beast God, I don’t gain weight anymore.”

Seeing how beautiful Gou Liang was, that a female heart could race and thinking about the effect of the love from the Beast God, Ga’er had no doubts about his words.

Gou Liang finished the soup and said, “Dad, let me help you.”

“Okay, come and look at the fire, get closer and keep warm.”

Apart from that, he couldn’t bear to do anything else with Gou Liang. Poor Gou Liang looked at the dark food rolling in the bone pot, and sadly concentrated on watching Meng Hao and Lang Xiong discuss things.

Lang Xiong said: “I have arranged for someone to go and investigate once, but he was afraid of being discovered and did not dare to go deep. After counting the warriors in the tribe, you are still the most suitable, so I thought about letting you go there.”

White moon season will be over in about thirty days. The Wolf tribe still has reserves of exotic animal meat that have not been used, so the hunting mission in the Silver Moon season is not urgent. They have decided to launch an attack on the Burei tribe immediately after the end of the White moon season. The frame-up of the Burei tribe during the collection operation resulted in the death of two orcs and the injury of many orcs. They must get back the hatred from the Burei tribe!

Before that, of course they had to inquire about the situation of the Burei tribe.

In previous years, the Burei Tribe would always come to snatch food during the White Moon Season, but this year they were unusually peaceful. There must be plenty of exotic animal meat. Although the source was unknown, it was better to find out the details.

But even when other people wanted to inquire, their skin colors were very conspicuous. After much thought, Meng Hao was the safest.

Hearing this, Meng Hao naturally did not refuse.

Gou Liang mourned for them in his heart: The orc who was afraid of being discovered had long been exposed, and now the Burei tribe was planning the something, and was already carrying out even crazier actions.

[System: Master, don’t you plan to stop it? ]

[Gou Liang: Not only will I not stop it, but judging from the trajectory of these lifetimes, Yue Jin has never stopped it either. This is their fate. Even if there is not this war, there will be another one. Besides…]

The identity of Meng Hao as the son of Beast God will be revealed in this White Moon Season. Without going through some hardships, how can he inspire the people in his bloodline? What about the ultimate burst of power?

Before Meng Hao took action, he went to see the old priest.

“You want me to keep Lang Xi here?”

The old priest was surprised. After all, if Meng Hao went out alone, Gou Liang would definitely be taken back by Lang Xiong and the others. With the strength of the clan leader, even Meng Hao may not be his opponent now. He did not understand Meng Hao’s decision.

Meng Hao replied, “I don’t know why, but I feel a little uneasy.”

Compared to staying at the tribal chief’s house, the priest’s residence was undoubtedly safer.

When the old priest heard the words, he took it into his heart and immediately used water to divine.

But the Beast God has not yet awakened from his slumber, and his power of prayer is limited in what he can do, and he has not detected any danger.

After thinking for a moment, the old priest said: “The priest of the Burei tribe returned to the arms of the Beast God in the White Moon Season this year. Now his successor should have taken over the priest’s position. I have seen that child several times. His thoughts are a bit extreme and his behavior…He is vicious, and his partner is the son of the leader of the Swamp tribe, so he is very difficult to deal with. With him here, the Swamp tribe will probably go out with the Burei tribe, and they will only be more arrogant than before.”

“Meng Hao, when you go, be careful in everything, don’t force yourself. Do you understand?”

Meng Hao promised.

Turning around, he sent Gou Liang to the priest, and said with many warnings: “Don’t be naughty and run around, let alone go out to play in the snow. Also, don’t be picky about eating, and don’t take off the red rock before going to bed at night…”

“Okay, ok, you are so long-winded.”

Gou Liang interrupted his ten thousand words lecture and told him to be careful in everything.

After seeing Meng Hao off, the old priest smiled and said, “Meng Hao, this kid is a lot more lively now.”

Gou Liang said, “Thanks to my good teaching.”

The old priest laughed, and Sang Mi also followed suit. Gou Liang caught him and asked him if he knew what they were talking about that he laughed so happily.

Sang Mi laughed while hiding, until he was exhausted from laughing, then he hugged Gou Liang and whispered to him, “Brother Lang Xi, it’s great that you are here. I won’t be eating the food cooked by the priest alone.”

The old priest never liked to trouble others, so even though he was not good at cooking, he did not have anyone take care of his food. Little Sangmi’s sense of taste has been ruined after this white moon season. Now he finally has someone to accompany him to endure hardships. So happy!

He didn’t want to be too obvious about his schadenfreude. Gou Liang pinched his face to show that he was really going to be disappointed this time.

Gou Liang was not prepared to wrong himself and cooked a whole egg feast himself. Sang Mi was so excited that he cried. He pulled Gou Liang and said, “Brother Lang Xi, please don’t leave. Move back in with Brother Meng Hao.” Okay?”

The old priest was silent, but he took down his chopsticks very quickly.

When Sangmi finished feeling sad about being rejected, he found that all the delicious food had been almost eaten by the priest. He immediately ignored his sadness and started to eat with big mouthfuls.

After eating enough, the old priest wiped his mouth gracefully and said to Gou Liang with a smile: “Good boy, in the daytime before the arrival of the silver rose season, you can relearn the knowledge of herbal medicine here.”

Sang Mi said with his mouth full:”Long live the priest!”

Gou Liang: “…”

Meng Hao has been away for three days.

However, just as he was on his way back and the old priest and Sang Mi were sitting in a row waiting for breakfast, the tribe’s patrol suddenly let out a warning roar.

The old priest stood up, and soon an orc who had been arranged by the tribe leader to report the news came to the ground and reported: “Master priest, the rhinoceros orcs of the Burei tribe snatched the black-armored beast eggs and smashed them in the tribe. Now, they are chasing them. The black-armored beast has approached us, and we are afraid that we will become their revenge objects!”

“What!”

The old priest’s face changed drastically, he clenched his fists and said: “You immediately notify others and send the females and cubs and the old orcs to me so that the clan leader can fight with peace of mind. I will definitely protect them with all my strength.”

“Yes, Lord Priest.”

The messenger turned into a beast and roared, informing his companions to assist him.

Sangmi, still young but aware of the danger posed by the Black Armored beast, clung to the old priest’s hand in fear, asking, “What should we do, Priest?”

The old priest, trying to calm the young one, said, “Sang Mi, don’t be afraid. You and your brother, Lang Xi, should go and open the doors of the priest’s hall.”

The priest’s hall was built from the sturdiest rocks and served as the tribe’s refuge.

However, everyone knew that if the tribe’s warriors couldn’t withstand the attack from the Black Armored beasts, once they breached the inner defenses, not even the priest’s hall could protect them for long.

As the females and cubs gathered together, their anxiety grew. Some cursed the Burei tribe for their actions and wished for their destruction, while others, more fragile, clung to their young and wept. The old priest’s attempts to calm them down were in vain.

Ignoring their cries, the old priest put on his priestly robes and donned the priestly crown woven from black wolf fur, an attire reserved for special occasions such as the Red Moon Festival and major prayer ceremonies.

As he walked step by step towards the central altar in the priest’s hall, the cries of the females gradually subsided. They began to comfort the distressed cubs.

“Don’t cry. We can’t cry. The priest is going to offer prayers to the Beast God.”

“The Beast God will surely protect us. Don’t be afraid.”

“Let’s pray to the Beast God together, quickly.”

“Beast God, please bless our tribe, protect our people, and help us through this disaster.”

As the old priest began chanting his prayers to the Beast God, the anxious atmosphere in the priest’s hall gradually calmed down.

Ga’er embraced Gou liang and Lang Fei and said, “Don’t be afraid; the Beast God will surely protect us.” He also joined in the prayers, asking for the Beast God’s protection for their tribe and for his partner who was heading into battle.

Lang Fei, feeling determined, said, “Father, I’m not afraid. I want to join the battle.”

Newborn calves were not afraid of the tiger. With youthful courage, he felt that he shouldn’t stay sheltered and should fight on the battlefield to protect their tribe.

Ga’er’s originally stopped tears tended to burst due to his arrogance, “What nonsense are you talking about? You’re still a cub, not yet an adult. How can you go to the battlefield?”

But Gou liang shook his head, “If you can’t sit still here, go and find your friends, organize them, and go out to bring food, water, and furs for the females.”

In the rush of coming in just now, they only did a temporary job of evacuation.

Motivated by Gou liang’s words, Lang Fei went to find a group of similarly aged youths. In the midst of encouragement from the others, he quickly set off and returned after organizing the group.

Gou Liang looked at Meng Hao, who was still half a day away from the tribe, and said to Ga’er, “Don’t worry, Dad will definitely win.”

However, the situation outside was far from optimistic.

The Burei tribe took a preemptive strike this time and risked allowing the tribe’s elites to commit suicide to steal nearly ten black armored beast’s eggs and blame them on the Wolf Tribe. They were determined to wipe out the Wolf tribe entirely. Their plan was to wait until the Wolf tribe’s male warriors were almost wiped out, and then they would swoop in to capture the Wolf tribe’s females, not sparing even the younglings.

The tribal chief and the priest of the Burei tribe were not delusional. It was not just one Black Armored Beast that had been attracted by the scent of their hatching younglings buried underground; it was a group! Their destructive power was unimaginable!

The beasts approached, stamping on the ground and running wildly, making the ground tremble and roar.

The orc responsible for the investigation had a cold sweat on his face: “Clan leader…”

Lang Xiong was expressionless. There was no need for him to report. Like many orcs, he had seen the cruel reality he was about to face.

Lang Xiong: “Warriors, behind us is our home, our females, and our cubs! Everything that we, Wolf orcs, want to protect is behind us! Never retreat, and protect the tribe to the death!”

“Never retreat! Protect the tribe to the death!”

“Never retreat! Protect the tribe to the death!!”

“Never retreat! Protect the tribe to the death!!!”

Lang Xiong took a deep breath, and the thought of dying made him almost freeze. But he fearlessly spread his wings and flew into the sky, roaring: “Get ready to fight!”

The thunderous charge of thirty Black Armored Beasts approached, making the tribe’s sturdy barricades seem futile. The beasts charged through, tearing down every obstacle.

They had detected the scent, even buried deep underground, their eggs, that the younglings within were about to hatch during the Silver Moon Season.

“Roar!!!”

The Black Armored Tyrannosaurs were instantly driven into a frenzy!

Roaring, blood, death.

In an instant, chaos erupted.

It’s really been a long time since the system appeared, don’t you think so? It’s really been hard on the system. Let’s all a take a moment of silence for the system who endured through the white moon season. 🫡