Chapter 42: How to Put On a Fallen Beast Skin Skirt

Chapter 42: Chapter 42: How to Put On a Fallen Beast Skin Skirt

Su Luoluo was mortified. In her embarrassment, she could only clap her hands over her butt.

But the Beast Skin Skirt had fallen off completely, front and back.

She covered her rear, but that left her front exposed.

Fortunately, a large boulder blocked the view, so she wasn’t completely exposed.

But if she made any sudden movements, her front would be revealed to the others.

Her face was burning red with shame, but since her skin wasn’t fair, the others couldn’t tell.

Su Luoluo agonized for a moment before giving up on her rear and choosing to guard her front.

After all, this wasn’t the first time her butt had been seen.

She’d already embarrassed herself in front of Xiao Ye last time, so she figured she could live with it.

If her front was exposed, the shame would be far worse.

The working trio saw Su Luoluo move her hands from her butt to her front and were instantly petrified.

Their eyes went wide with shock.

’What on earth is Su Luoluo doing?’

’Shouldn’t she be putting her Beast Skin Skirt back on right now?’

Su Luoluo wasn’t unaware that in this situation, the first thing to do was cover up.

It had just happened so suddenly that she was too flustered, and her first instinct was to cover herself with her hands.

After a moment, she finally came to her senses.

She bent down to pick up the skirt.

But to do that, she’d have to stick her butt in the air, presenting it in all its glory for everyone to see.

And her front would also move away from the cover of the boulder, becoming exposed.

It was a choice between one embarrassing situation and an even more embarrassing one.

Since she was going to be humiliated either way, Su Luoluo agonized for a moment before choosing the lesser of two evils.

She licked her lips, mustering her courage for a long moment before speaking. "I need to pick up my skirt. Could you... could you all close your eyes?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, the three Beastmen were rendered speechless.

’As if anyone would want to look at her, especially in that state.’

They had just been too surprised before to react properly.

Having gone through this a second time, Xiao Ye was no longer fazed. He skillfully averted his gaze and closed his eyes.

Upon hearing her, Fu Feng’s face filled with disgust, as if he’d heard something that ruined his appetite. As he shut his eyes, he also covered them with his hands.

Mo Xuan simply turned his back completely.

’Choosing someone like this as my female is utterly humiliating.’

Seeing from the corner of her eye that they couldn’t see her, Su Luoluo swiftly bent down and pulled the skirt up to her waist.

But as soon as she did, she felt something was off.

She looked down and instantly broke into peals of laughter.

"I’ve lost weight! HAHAHA, I’ve lost weight, so the skirt is too big!"

’No wonder!’

She hadn’t done anything to the skirt, so why had it suddenly fallen off?

It turned out her waist had gotten slimmer. The skirt was now too big and didn’t fit, which was why it couldn’t stay on.

In this primitive society, there were no zippers. Beast Skin Skirts were made to fit snugly on the waist.

If you lost even a little bit of weight, the skirt wouldn’t fit anymore.

It must have been the accelerated fat-burning from just now.

Hearing Su Luoluo suddenly burst into crazed laughter, the three men’s mouths couldn’t help but twitch.

’Is she insane?’

’Is having your bare butt seen by everyone something to be proud of?’

’Not only does she feel no shame, she’s laughing hysterically.’

’This is absolutely not something a normal female would do.’

’Then again, Su Luoluo was never a normal female to begin with.’

’But what did she just say?’

’Lost weight?’

At this, they couldn’t help but look over at her.

They saw Su Luoluo holding the skirt, now a hand’s width too large, tying a knot in it while laughing maniacally.

It had to be said, even after losing weight, she still looked rather intimidating.

Still, she was finally starting to look a bit like a female.

Maybe it was because of the weight loss, but her previously squished, triangular eyes now seemed more open, and her nose was starting to show some definition.

How to put it?

She wasn’t beautiful, but she was at least starting to look average.

However, compared to the typically slender females, she was still on the plump side.

After Su Luoluo had her fill of laughing, she noticed the three beastman mates staring at her with furrowed brows.

She immediately composed herself and glanced at the stove to the side.

Acting as if nothing had happened, she walked to the Salt Well, washed her hands with a little water, and then lifted the pot lid.

Then, with a perfectly normal expression, she announced, "The salt-baked chicken is ready."

The three men were stunned by her rapid change of demeanor, but the aroma of the food drew them in. They washed their hands in unison and walked over.

Nothing was more important than eating.

As for Su Luoluo’s recent embarrassing incident, it could be completely ignored.

The salt-baked chicken was a great success. Its golden-brown color was incredibly appetizing just to look at.

Su Luoluo handed out a piece to each of them.

Mo Xuan and Xiao Ye started eating the moment they got their hands on it. The chicken’s aroma was simply too rich.

A single bite revealed it to be incredibly smooth and tender.

Fu Feng hesitated with his piece, remembering the hand Su Luoluo had just used to cover her butt. ’She seemed to have washed it,’ he reluctantly convinced himself, and began to eat.

Any slower, and the other two would have devoured all the chicken.

Having learned his lesson once, Fu Feng didn’t want to make the same mistake again.

Thanks to the delicious food she provided, their feelings about Su Luoluo’s shocking behavior softened somewhat.

No matter what, Su Luoluo was at least normal when it came to cooking.

Though she was a bit crude, she wasn’t entirely without her merits.

Now that she had her "weight-loss Divine Artifact," Su Luoluo also ate a little more today.

The salt-baked chicken was smooth and tender, and the salt-baked eggs were perfectly springy. The flavors were truly excellent.

After they finished eating and rested for a while, the four of them mined some more salt.

The three beast skins they had brought were all filled, which would be enough for Su Luoluo for a short while.

The wet salt was quite heavy and difficult to pack in the beast skins. Su Luoluo used her superpower to draw the water out of the brine, and the dehydrated salt immediately became much looser and easier to pack.

On the way back, Su Luoluo didn’t ride on Fu Feng’s back, choosing Mo Xuan instead. "We’re not going back just yet. There’s one more place we need to go, and it’s hard to find the way by flying."

"Another place?" Xiao Ye looked at Su Luoluo doubtfully. "Where are we going?"

How would Su Luoluo know the name of the place? She had only spotted the gardenias and noticed the Red Soil there when she was flying over earlier.

The soil near the tribe’s encampment was too loose and unsuitable for pottery. Red Soil had the perfect consistency and was much better suited for it.

Having finally found this kind of soil, Su Luoluo naturally wasn’t going to pass it up.

Su Luoluo shook her head. "I don’t know what it’s called either. We’ll know we’re there when you see a patch of red earth."

Fu Feng: "..."

’Are you kidding me?’

Xiao Ye remembered the beggar’s chicken she had made before and asked, "Are you looking for Red Soil to make a new kind of food?"

"No, I’m going to make a pot. The pot made from a fruit shell isn’t durable enough. I need to make a new one."

"Make a pot?" It was the first time Mo Xuan had ever heard of making a pot from mud. "If you need a pot, I can find you a stone one when we get back."

Everyone in the tribe used them.

Hearing him mention a stone pot, Su Luoluo’s face filled with disdain.

"Pots made of stone are too thick. They don’t cook food well."

Mo Xuan wanted to say more, but Su Luoluo shot him a look. "Who’s the better cook, me or you? That’s who we listen to."

’Alright, he really had no say in this matter.’

Hearing Su Luoluo’s declaration, Xiao Ye and Fu Feng didn’t dare to object either. What if she got angry and refused to cook for them?