Transmigrated into a rare female in the beast world, she was forced to love

Hearing this, Su Qianqian was completely stunned. No, what was Mian Tian's true beast form? Why couldn't even the system detect it?!

Isn't this plane system like a know-it-all, knowing everything in the three thousand planes?

Su Qianqian was thinking, but she didn't stop peeling the bark. After a while, a pile of birch bark piled up at her feet.

Seeing this, Mian Tian, who was standing next to him, also took out a bone blade out of thin air and started peeling birch bark like Su Qianqian.

Su Qianqian caught a glimpse of it and immediately asked with a smile, "Xiaomian, how many superpowers do you have?"

Mian Tian paused, then said, "Two kinds...right?"

Su Qianqian narrowed her eyes: "Really?"

Mian Tian turned his eyes away, not daring to meet her gaze, "...Really."

Looking at Mian Tian's unnatural eyes, Su Qianqian couldn't believe that he only had two superpowers.

This guy is clearly hiding very deeply...

Alas, it’s a pity that the system is so unreliable that it is unable to detect Mian Tian’s beast form when it is most needed to provide information.

Su Qianqian sighed helplessly, but it was understandable. These plane merchants specialized in collecting specialties from various planes for trading. The system not only charged a handling fee, but also collected relevant information about the specialty to enrich its own genetic information database. It was understandable that unknown items were occasionally detected.

However, does this mean that Mian Tian’s existence is rare and precious?

If we sell Mian Tian to the Plane System... wouldn't we be able to make a fortune?!

Su Qianqian's eyes suddenly became a little weird when she looked at Mian Tian.

Mian Tian felt a chill run down his spine when she looked at him. He couldn't help but cough lightly and said, "Ahem, well, it's getting late. Shi Fang should have prepared dinner. Should we go down the mountain?"

"Oh, it's really getting late." Su Qianqian regained her senses, looked up at the sky, and then looked at the pile of birch bark at her feet.

The freshly peeled birch bark contains a certain amount of moisture and has a soft texture. It can be used directly to make handicrafts without going through a series of processes such as boiling. Therefore, time cannot be wasted and we must go down the mountain as soon as possible.

She put the birch bark into her storage ring, and when she looked up at the birch bark peeled by Mian Tian, she couldn't help but be stunned.

This is like a dog chewing something, how do I use it?

"Xiaomian, stop peeling. You can't use what you peeled." Su Qianqian stopped him with a helpless smile.

The birch bark that Mian Tian peeled off was bumpy and the middle part was cut a lot, so it could not be used to make things at all.

Upon hearing this, Mian Tian's eyes instantly darkened, and a gloomy look appeared between his brows: "...I failed miserably?"

"Well, that's not what I meant. It's just that peeling birch bark requires skill. After all, it's your first time, so it's normal that you can't do it well." Su Qianqian said quickly, "And you see, the bone blade you used is not sharp. It's not as useful as my dagger. It's normal for you to fail."

“…Is that so?” Mian Tian lowered his eyes and glanced at the bone blade. With a slight force of his cold, slender five fingers, the bone blade was instantly crushed into powder. It disappeared in the wind.

"Then I won't use it anymore." Mian Tian returned to his expressionless look, but his calm eyes still revealed a sense of melancholy.

Su Qianqian couldn't help but remain silent.

In fact, the more she got along with Mian Tian, the more she could sense a dark and depressing aura from this child. He was indifferent and cold towards everyone and everything, and the occasional hostility between his brows was so strong that it made people feel terrified.

It's like... there's a sense of madness hidden beneath the calmness.

It seems that once this seemingly calm face is peeled off, something terrible will happen.

Su Qianqian didn't dare to try it easily. As long as Mian Tian was willing to live in peace with the Wanshou Tribe and not harm the orcs of the Wanshou Tribe, she would not deliberately pursue his true identity.

Everyone has their own secrets. Since Mian Tian doesn't want to tell, she won't ask anymore.

……

After we got down the mountain, it was already dusk.

Shifang and the people in the tribe had been looking forward to her coming home for dinner.

The dinner was still very rich. Shifang's cooking skills became more and more proficient, and the food he made became more and more delicious. The orcs in the tribe began to ask him for advice and learn from him.

Shifang was also generous in giving advice and taught everyone everything he knew.

Su Qianqian was also happy to see this happen.

In the future, the population of the tribe will definitely increase. People may not necessarily sit together to eat every day. They may separate and eat their own food. If each family has an orc with good cooking skills, the living standards will naturally improve slowly.

After dinner, Su Qianqian took advantage of the freshness of the birch bark and quickly taught everyone how to make small birch bark buckets.

Fresh and soft birch bark has strong plasticity. She first chose a round piece of wood as the base of the barrel, and then began to use a whole piece of birch bark as the inner wall of the barrel. The middle layer was spliced with cut birch bark, and another layer of birch bark was added to the lower half of the outer wall to increase stability.

When the tube wall is spliced together, it is tightened with a rope made of animal skin to ensure the tightness and stability of the tube wall.

It is not difficult to make a birch bark bucket. In addition, the orcs have experience doing various jobs when they were slaves, so they learn things very quickly and the quality of the things they make is also good.

This time, even Shi Yuan, who was not good at handicrafts, made a pretty good birch bark bucket. He was so happy that he put his hands on his hips and laughed for a long time.

Of course, some people didn't succeed.

Su Qianqian looked at the crooked birch bark bucket in Mian Tian's hand. It was probably because the middle wall of the barrel was not spliced properly, and the bottom and the barrel wall were separated. It was okay to use it to store some sundries, but it was not suitable for fetching water because it would leak.

Shi Yuan held a birch bark bucket over his head and scampered through the crowd like a clown. Finally, he came to Mian Tian, looked at his crooked bucket, and laughed, "Hahaha, Mian Tian, do you call that a bucket? If you put water in it, it will leak. Look at mine, this is what you call a bucket!"

Mian Tian ignored him.

Shi Yuan continued, "Look at you. You're not good at anything. You can't even skin an animal or twist its tendons. Were you really a slave?"

Mian Tian still didn't want to pay attention, but he caught a glimpse of Su Qianqian's gaze from the corner of his eye. He opened his mouth and said, "...It's because I don't do my job well that I'm often beaten."

After saying this, he fell silent, but his eyes still lingered on Su Qianqian.

He was looking forward to Su Qianqian's reaction, and to seeing her give him that warm and distressed look as usual.

But this time, no.

Su Qianqian seemed not to have heard what he had just said. She lowered her head and continued to fiddle with the small bucket in her hand.

Mian Tian’s eyes suddenly darkened.

But then he lowered his eyes and suppressed the gloom in his eyes.

However, the next moment, he suddenly picked up the bone blade that the orcs used to cut animal hides on the ground next to him and stabbed it fiercely at the wooden barrel under his command, "It's better not to leave such a rotten thing behind."

He stabbed so fast and fiercely that Shi Yuan, who was standing next to him, was so frightened that he had no time to stop him.

With a sharp "squeak" sound, the birch bark barrel was cut open with a hideous crack. The bone blade could not withstand such a strong force and broke into two pieces.

What was even more serious was that the base of Mian Tian's left hand, which was pressing on the wooden barrel, was cut by the bone blade and blood was flowing.

"What are you doing?!" Su Qianqian shouted when she saw this scene.

She rushed forward and quickly grabbed Miantian's left hand to take a look. The wound was too deep. There was a deep cut between the thumb and index finger. How could he do that?

Are you crazy?!