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Chapter 178 Bartel's Rudeness
Wulan's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief and dissatisfaction.
"That's all? You're bullying me!"
Wu Lan shouted angrily, her voice was sharp and piercing, cutting through the joyful atmosphere, and everyone around looked at her.
Nan Qiao said calmly, "Everyone gets their share based on their work. You only helped carry the wolf carcass a short distance, so this is already given to you in consideration of your participation."
Wulan was so angry that she was shaking all over. "I am also a member of the tribe. I have made more contributions to the tribe than this. You can't do this to me!"
An older tribesman nearby frowned and said, "Ulan, you rarely participate in cooking and gathering. This time, everyone saw it. You shouldn't have taken more than you deserved."
"Yes, the Chosen One has distributed things fairly. If everyone thinks like you, wouldn't it be too unfair to those who truly contribute?" Another female echoed.
Wulan's face turned pale and blue, and she looked at Bater, hoping he could say something for her.
But Bater avoided her gaze. He didn't want to offend Nan Qiao and other tribesmen at this time.
Seeing this, Wulan became even more angry. She threw the meat on the ground and roared, "I don't want this little piece of meat. You will regret it!" After that, she turned around and ran away.
Everyone looked at her leaving back, some shook their heads and sighed, while others looked disdainful.
Kamu picked up the meat on the ground and said to the chief, Agula, "Chief, Wulan is too ignorant. We can't let her affect everyone's mood. We should keep this meat. Maybe we will need it in the future."
Chief Agula nodded. "Well, let's put it aside for now. I hope Wulan can understand that fairness in the tribe is the foundation of our survival, and the distribution made by the Chosen One is fair and reasonable."
Nan Qiao looked at the direction where Wulan left with a deep gaze.
Wulan walked towards her stone house angrily. Her steps were quick and heavy, and every step seemed to carry resentment towards Nanqiao.
"What's so great about that Qiao Qiao? He actually went against me as soon as he arrived."
She grumbled softly as she walked, and the sound echoed on the empty tribal trail.
As she walked, she suddenly felt that something seemed different in the tribe.
She stopped and looked around carefully, only to find that many stone houses in the tribe had been renovated, and the gaps in the stone houses had disappeared.
But her stone house was still the same as before, with large gaps that not only let in wind but also leaked rain.
Wulan felt a strong sense of imbalance in her heart, and she immediately pulled over a passing male to ask what was going on.
The male looked at her with a hint of doubt and slight dissatisfaction in his eyes. "This is the idea of the Chosen One. Filling the gaps between the stones with soil can block the gaps."
Wu Lan felt disgusted. Why was it that Qiao Qiao again? It was so annoying!
She forced a smile on her face, "Your stone house has been repaired, so can you renovate mine as well?"
The male replied, "Of course you can, but you should go to Kamu, he is in charge of the renovation of the stone house."
Wulan hurriedly found Kamu and saw him carrying fresh meat back to his stone house.
Wulan blinked her eyes slightly, and a smile that she thought was charming appeared on the corner of her mouth. She walked forward gracefully, her figure swaying gracefully.
Intentionally or unintentionally, he raised his hand to stroke his hair, letting the waterfall-like hair pass through his fingertips, and said softly: "Kamu, you look particularly heroic today."
After that, she leaned slightly to the side, showing off her curves. Her fingers touched Kamu's arm lightly, her eyes full of charm and expectation. "My stone house is very shabby. I heard that you have been helping the tribe repair it these past few days."
"Can you help me fix it too?"
Kamu seemed not to hear her anger, his expression was calm, and there was no ripple in his eyes.
Seeing that Kamu had no response, Wulan was annoyed but still unwilling to give up. He continued, "Kamu, if you can help me repair the stone house, I will definitely be very grateful to you."
Kamu just nodded coldly: "Let's do it tomorrow. You will be responsible for digging the soil and mud, and I and several other males in the tribe will help you build it."
Wulan's face immediately fell, and she complained in a delicate voice: "Oh, how can I dig mud and water? I'm afraid I can't help you with my short arms and weak strength."
Kamu couldn't help but look at her strangely: "All the females in the tribe can do it, why can't you?"
Wulan pouted her red lips, her voice becoming softer and softer: "Kamu, please be gentle and do everything for me. I will just be as beautiful as a flower, so that you can feel comfortable looking at me."
Kamu frowned slightly, his face showing disgust: "What kind of logic is this? You should handle your own affairs yourself."
Wulan has always been like this. She would never stand if she could sit, and would never stand if she could lie down.
She is always at the forefront when there is merit, but disappears when work is needed, and comes out last to enjoy the fruits of others' labor.
So even though all the males in the tribe said Wulan was beautiful, and most of the males without females wanted her as a mate, he never thought about it.
After saying that, Kamu unceremoniously drove Wulan out of his stone house.
On the other side, Nan Qiao returned to the stone house after dividing the meat. Looking at the skewers of meat hanging there, he was filled with worry.
Such a large amount of meat would rot in a few days, so she had to find a way to get salt to make bacon.
Although she has the space, what should she do with the flesh of other members of the tribe?
They can't just watch it go bad. They definitely won't want to throw it away. I'm afraid they will eat it even if it goes bad.
Moreover, winter is approaching. If we do not store food now, we will suffer from famine in the future.
Nan Qiao was in the house, frowning, thinking about where to find salt or something like that tomorrow.
The stone house was so quiet that only the sound of her light breathing could be heard. Her eyes were focused and determined.
Suddenly, there was a heavy noise at the door, breaking the silence.
Nan Qiao looked up and saw Bater's burly and slightly reckless figure suddenly pushing open the wooden door and rushing in.
He was extremely tall, like a moving hill. As soon as he stepped into the stone house, his head almost touched the low roof, which gave off a strong sense of oppression.
The hideous scar on his face was particularly eye-catching in the dim light in the room, like a winding centipede, which was terrifying.
Nan Qiao frowned even more tightly when he saw this, and his tone was obviously unhappy: "Bater, it's really rude of you to barge in without permission."
But Bartel paid no attention to Nan Qiao's accusations. His thick lips curled up slightly, revealing what he considered a charming smile, his eyes filled with undisguised desire. "The Chosen One has just arrived in our Stone Tribe, so he probably hasn't found a male partner yet."
"I, Battle, am the most powerful warrior in the tribe."
As he spoke, he deliberately puffed out his chest to show off his strong muscles, "I will definitely bring you sexual happiness, and I will never let you go hungry."