My ex-husband tricked me into the world of beasts. What's wrong with my stamp collecting?

After five days of torture, Long Zhenzhen finally showed mercy and let the three little brothers go, allowing them to meet the Beast God.

But the main culprit, Quintu, still held on.

It was not until another four days later that the little rabbit pulled open Feng Yan's wings and came out of confinement. Only then did Long Zhenzhen, with great pleasure, grant him a quick death.

At this point, Quinto's sinful life finally came to an end.

Looking at the little rabbit stumbling but fearlessly exploring the dense forest in front of him, Long Zhenzhen was the first to ask.

"Zuo'er, have you thought of a name for the cub? What about Zuo?"

This task must be welded to the left ear, and the other kids must do the same in the future, otherwise they will be troubled by a bunch of names.

Therefore, this leader must play a good leading role.

Zuo'er looked much more haggard these days. Long Zhenzhen felt a little sorry for him because she saw that he had really put a lot of effort into it, so she threw him a copy of "The Language of Flowers in Chinese Characters" for his reference.

But when I looked at them all, I thought they were all good. But when I turned the page and looked again, I felt that the previous ones didn't seem so good anymore.

He also privately asked several other males for their opinions, but unfortunately each beast gave a different opinion.

Just taking the fact that the name of the Beast World was based on the fact that it would appear as if it were a place where one could see the light of day when going out, people gave different opinions.

Feng Yan stayed in the nest the whole time. When the little rabbit hatched, the person he saw was Zhenzhen.

What Yuan Mo saw at that time was Feng Yan's fire feathers, and what Ling Zhong saw was an oyster the size of a palm...

The left ear is also very big. It would be fine if Long Zhenzhen didn't ask, but when she asked, he would sigh, and the "Compendium of Flower Language in Chinese Characters" in his hand was almost curled up.

"Zhenzhen, I..."

Looking at the expression on his face, Long Zhenzhen guessed the answer.

"Don't worry about it, just turn to any page and point to a word," Long Zhenzhen pushed the "Encyclopedia of Flower Language in Chinese Characters" into his arms.

I plan to cut the Gordian knot, otherwise this matter will only become more and more complicated.

Zuo Er's eyes were a little uncertain, and he met Long Zhenzhen's extremely serious eyes...

He rubbed his hands, closed his eyes and nervously turned a page.

huang? ...

Left Huang?

Zuo'er opened his eyes a little and was almost petrified when he saw the result.

Long Zhenzhen and the other beasts did not close their eyes. When they heard the tone, their expressions were indescribable.

This name, no matter which word is used, is not nice!

Zuo Er had memorized the book "The Language of Flowers in Chinese Characters" by heart these days. He closed it with a bang and then opened it again.

The time just now doesn’t count, he was just practicing, just practicing!

Zuo Er flipped through the pages familiarly and pointed to the word "Yan", then opened his eyes quickly.

"Really, it's this character Yan, Zuo Yan!"

His eyes were full of hope. Seeing Long Zhenzhen's expression relax, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought the word "Yan" was good yesterday, but he didn't like it today. But now, it is better than "Huang".

"Zuo Yan, um, not bad!"

That's right. Add some pressure and you'll have the answer. It's much better than the Zuo Tutu that Long Zhenzhen had thought of before.

Long Zhenzhen was satisfied and caught the little rabbit back and held it in his arms.

"Xiao Yanyan, your name is Zuo Yan, okay? But it was given to you by your mother and father together. Hehe, it's pretty good, isn't it?"

Hearing Long Zhenzhen say this, obviously she was very satisfied with the name, Zuo Er felt as if he had completed some important task, and he finally felt relieved.

The remaining males all focused their attention on the curled copy of "The Language of Flowers in Chinese Characters", and their intention to compete for it was very obvious.

But Yuan Mo was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and he took the book from Zuo'er's hand and put it into his own hand.

They had already understood the temperament of the little female. So, it would be better for them to think of a name for the cub early on, so as to avoid the cub fumbling around in a hurry when it hatched.

That day, Yuan Mo came back from exploring and found Quintu, so Long Zhenzhen set up camp on the spot to deal with this disaster.

After a few days of delay, now that things are done, it's time to go meet the Giant Mountain Tribe.

Yuan Mo discovered the whereabouts of the Giant Mountain Tribe's hunting team that day, but without Long Zhenzhen's instructions, he did not alert the enemy and came back directly to deliver the message.

They stayed here for the past few days, and Yuan Mo and Zuo Er took turns going out several times. They have almost figured out the location and scale of the Giant Mountain Tribe.

Zuo'er had also set the coordinates in the forest outside the Giant Mountain Tribe. As long as Quintu here was dealt with, he could teleport there directly with the little female.

Zuo Er held Long Zhenzhen, and Long Zhenzhen held Zuo Yan. After putting the rest of their companions into the space, they set off for the Jushan tribe.

Speaking of which, the little guy Zuo Yan could switch between human form and animal form freely right after he was born, but he seemed to be more accustomed to animal form.

So at this moment, Long Zhenzhen was holding a soft, fluffy little pink long-eared rabbit in her arms, which fascinated Long Zhenzhen so much.

According to the information brought back by the companions, the Giant Mountain Tribe should be the largest tribe in the surrounding area.

Its scale can be considered a large tribe, and the number of orcs is much larger than that of the Ulan tribe.

The chief of the Giant Mountain Tribe should be a fourth-level warrior, and there are also several third-level warriors in the tribe.

However, this time, there were no third-level warriors in the hunting team of the Giant Mountain Tribe. If Quintu had not met Long Zhenzhen and his group halfway and changed the action plan, I am afraid that the hunting team of the Giant Mountain Tribe would have been doomed.

Long Zhenzhen was very satisfied after receiving the news. According to the strength of the Jushan tribe, it would be no problem to support more than twenty females.

The single males in their tribe should be very happy to accept these females.

After Zuo Er and Long Zhenzhen teleported several times, they arrived directly at the place where the coordinates had been set before.

This is a dense forest, surrounded by continuous mountains in the distance, and there is a large relatively flat plain.

Traces of orc activities can be vaguely seen on the plain.

Long Zhenzhen released his spiritual sense and headed towards the plain...

Soon her spiritual sense locked onto a high platform in the center of the plain. The platform was built with huge stones and was much higher than the sacrificial platform of the Ulan tribe.

The usefulness of this platform is self-evident.

There was no beast on the platform at this moment. Long Zhenzhen's spiritual sense patrolled around the platform and soon found a wide beast cave.

Dozens of males were sitting in the beast cave, and Long Zhenzhen could clearly sense that the aura fluctuations on their bodies were stronger than those of ordinary orcs.

It seems that the patriarch is gathering the warriors of the tribe to discuss important matters.

Looking at the serious atmosphere, Long Zhenzhen guessed that it must be something big.

She has never been interested in these tribal affairs. Her spiritual sense stayed on the fourth-level clan leader for a few seconds and then prepared to withdraw.

But Long Zhenzhen's consciousness had not yet withdrawn from the beast cave. The three words "Salt Trading Team" made her instantly give up the idea of withdrawing...