Transmigrating into the only holy female in the interstellar world, the orcs who have no descendants

The cold weather was creeping in. Even though Rosie wrapped herself tightly in the animal hide, she couldn't help but shiver. With every breath, a small cloud of white air formed before her eyes.

"Cold?" Falcon glanced at her, the stone knife in his hand still moving.

"A little," Rosie admitted, reaching out to fan the fire. The flames danced, but they couldn't dispel the cold.

Falcon scoffed, disdain written all over his bronze face. "Female. Truly a fragile and troublesome creature."

"Not all females are like that," Rosie retorted subconsciously, her gaze involuntarily lingering on Falcon's naked upper body. He seemed completely impervious to the cold, his muscles undulating smoothly in the firelight, and even a thin layer of sweat could be seen reflecting in the firelight...

"Ha," the falcon flicked his wrist, and the stone knife accurately cut into the abdomen of the prey, "Every female I've seen is like this."

Rosie sighed. Deep down, she knew Falcon was right. In this primitive world, her small frame couldn't survive the cold winter.

"Have you seen many females?" Rosie asked tentatively, already guessing that Falcon would not answer.

Unexpectedly, Falcon stopped moving, put down his stone knife, and his eyes suddenly became distant.

"My mother and my sister."

Luo Xi's heart tightened: "They——"

"Han Ji." Falcon's tone was flat, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, but the shadow in his eyes betrayed him, "Frozen to death."

Rosie didn't know what to say, only feeling a pang of heartache. In the firelight, Falcon's hard profile softened a bit, revealing a rare fragility.

"So you don't like females?"

"Who said that?" Falcon sneered. "I just would never mate with a female. Females don't live long."

Rosie blinked. "Is it really okay for you to say this to my face?"

Falcon was stunned, his brows furrowed. He seemed to realize that Rosie was also female.

"You are no exception." He turned his head away, but his voice was a little softer, "especially someone like you."

Rosie wasn't angry. She knew that beneath Falcon's harshness lay a hidden tenderness. Perhaps his indifference was a form of protection.

The meat on the fire was roasting golden brown, and the oil dripping on the flames made a sizzling sound. Luo Qian swallowed her saliva, and suddenly an idea flashed in her mind.

"Falcon, can you help me cut a thin slab of stone? I want to try a different way of grilling meat."

Falcon raised an eyebrow: "What method?"

"Stone-fried meat." Luo Xi smiled. "Don't worry, it will definitely taste better than your grilled one."

Falcon scoffed, but still got up and went to look for a suitable stone.

After a while, Falcon came back with the stones he had found. He grabbed one with one hand and lightly scratched it with his fingertips, and the stone slab was cut into thin slices like tofu.

Luo Qian was stunned: "Is this the strength of a Saint-level orc?"

A cold arc appeared on Falcon's lips. He placed his finger on the edge of the stone slab and pushed it gently. His sharp fingertips smoothed the edge.

"The Holy Stage is just the beginning." Falcon's voice was low, with a glimmer of longing in his eyes.

He brushed off the stone chips and placed the slate on the fire to heat it up. After a moment, he took the slate off and patted Luo Xi: "Watch out, female."

Rosie squatted obediently beside him, her eyes sparkling with surprise. Falcon sliced ​​the meat into thin slices and placed it on the stone slab. A sizzling sound immediately followed. The juices quickly solidified under the high temperature, and the aroma filled the air.

"How did you know?" Rosie couldn't help but be curious, with surprise in her voice.

"I figured it out myself. Have you, a female, ever seen the world?" Falcon raised his eyebrows, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

Luo Xi shook her head, but her eyes never left the stone slab: "No, I just didn't expect to be able to eat it here..."

Her voice faded, her thoughts drifting back to distant Earth. The fried meat shop next to Uncle Chen's Noodle House always had a line at the door, but with her pockets empty, she could only smell the aroma as she passed by.

Unexpectedly, across time and space, I was able to eat the fried meat I had always dreamed of in this primitive world.

Falcon studied Luo Xi's expression, frowning slightly: "Why are you crying?"

Luo Xi then realized that her eyes were wet and quickly wiped them away: "Nothing, just...something emotional."

She actually felt a little embarrassed that she was doing this just because of her stuttering...

It's a bit embarrassing...

Fortunately, Falcon didn't know why she did this.

Falcon scoffed and turned the meat slices with his stone knife, his movements surprisingly gentle. The meat slices made an alluring sound on the stone slab, the fat dripped, and the flames danced.

"You're drooling." Falcon said suddenly, with a teasing tone.

Luo Xi suddenly covered her mouth, angrily saying, "No!"

Falcon handed her a piece of fried meat. Rosie took it and took a careful bite.

Crispy skin, tender inside, the moment the juicy meat burst out, Luo Xi couldn't help but moan: "Hmm..."

Falcon's bronze face was clearly defined in the firelight. He stared at Rosie's intoxicated expression, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

"Is it delicious?" he asked, his voice lower than usual.

Luo Xi nodded vigorously: "It's delicious! It's even more fragrant than I imagined!"

Falcon chuckled softly, his expression softening for a rare moment before tensing up again as if realizing what was happening. "Then eat more..."

"The leftovers will be thrown away anyway."

...The last sentence can be omitted.

She didn't know that while she was concentrating on enjoying the food, Falcon's eyes fell on her face with a complicated look.

Rosie ate and watched Falcon grilling the meat, her eyes lingering imperceptibly on his bronze muscles.

Falcon was a stocky figure, each muscle as sharp and angular as a rock, brimming with explosive power. She recalled Yu's well-proportioned figure, her muscles flowing yet powerful, and two distinct aesthetics intertwined in her mind.

"Hey, there's some left. Do you want another piece?" Falcon handed over a piece of golden and crispy meat, but his eyes deliberately avoided Rosie's sight.

Luo Xi nodded and took the barbecue, her fingertips accidentally brushing against Falcon's palm. His fingers stiffened slightly, and the tips of his ears turned a faint red.

"Your cooking skills are really good." Rosie took a bite, the fat bursting between her lips, and the aroma filled the air. "I didn't expect that orcs could make such exquisite food."

"Don't think we're too simple." Falcon snorted coldly, but his hands did not stop, continuing to turn the slices of meat on the stone slab, "Orcs also need to eat."

The flames danced, illuminating Falcon's steady, powerful arms. As Rosie watched him expertly flip the slices of meat, an idea suddenly struck her.

"Falcon, these stones can retain heat, right?" She sat up straight, her eyes lighting up.

Falcon raised an eyebrow: "Of course, otherwise how can we grill meat."

"Then can we use these stones to build a fire kang, or even a fire wall?" Luo Xi said excitedly, "That way the cold season won't be so unbearable!"