Chapter 193: What He Caught Is What I Caught
After smashing her head, Nan Xun hid the animal hide she had snatched from that wild man. Otherwise, she had no idea how she’d explain it to the tribe.
About seven or eight tribespeople hurried over. The one in front was A Shi—Axi’s older brother and one of the tribe’s warriors.
A Shi ran up, somewhat annoyed. “Axi, why are you running around again? How many times has your brother told you not to wander off alone!”
Hearing the word brother, Nan Xun’s eyes stung slightly. From Axi’s memories, she could tell that A Shi treated Axi very well. Unfortunately, Axi had been immature, taking others’ kindness for granted. Over the past two years, A Shi had been worn down by his spoiled younger sister, yet he still doted on her as always.
“Brother,” Nan Xun called softly.
A Shi froze, his expression instantly softening. Then he seemed to realize something, his face lighting up with joy. “Axi, you’re not stupid anymore! You’ve recovered?”
Nan Xun smiled sheepishly, then brushed her hair aside to show him the huge bump on her forehead. “Brother, I accidentally hit my head on a rock, and then I recovered. Brother, I won’t cause trouble for you and Father anymore.”
Before A Shi could finish showing his relief, Nan Xun immediately pointed a few meters behind her. “Brother, look—I caught a honk-honk beast.”
Little Eight suddenly cut in, “Shameless. You didn’t catch it at all!”
Nan Xun replied without batting an eye, “I hung the wild man up in a tree. What he caught is what I caught.”
Little Eight: …
A Shi and the few tribespeople behind him were all stunned.
This was a honk-honk beast—something even grown men needed to put in tremendous effort to capture!
Good heavens. Axi had caught one with her bare hands?
Afraid they wouldn’t believe her, Nan Xun explained, “I was just lucky. I realized the honk-honk beast is too stupid to turn corners, so I jumped onto a big rock. It ran straight into it, knocked itself out.”
A Shi burst into laughter at that. “Good! As expected of my little sister—Father’s most beloved daughter!”
A Shi motioned to two sturdy tribesmen to lift the honk-honk beast. A group of people clustered around A Shi and Axi as they headed back to the tribe together.
The men’s haul that day was also abundant: one adult honk-honk beast, two spotted deer as large as horses, and two strange birds as big as ostriches—none of which Nan Xun had ever seen.
Adding Nan Xun’s juvenile honk-honk beast to the lot, the tribe’s hundred-plus people could all eat their fill.
Axi’s feat shocked the tribe. Luck or not, she was a woman who had brought back such a bountiful amount of food—she was a warrior.
In the past, the men had only leered at Axi’s chest and legs. Now their thoughts had changed. This was a woman with combat capability. And now that Axi had animal hide wrapped around her chest, even if they wanted to look, they couldn’t.
When the chief heard about it, he was delighted and proud, gently patting Nan Xun’s head with kindness.
Another piece of good news in the tribe was that their number-one warrior, A Yu, had captured a female prisoner.
In the tribe, although women did not hunt, their status was not low, because they bore children. Especially in Nan Xun’s tribe, where women were noticeably fewer than men, they were highly valued.
The female captive A Yu brought back should have belonged to him, but tribal rules stated that one man could only have one woman. And since A Yu was already the chief’s tacitly approved son-in-law, the captured woman had no assigned partner for now.
When Nan Xun saw how the captive woman was dressed, she mentally exclaimed, Holy crap. “Little Eight! Why is there a transmigrator here?”
Little Eight lazily yawned. “Oh, her? She’s probably a chosen one arranged by the Dao of Heaven.”
Nan Xun immediately felt a sense of kinship with her fellow countrywoman. Unfortunately, she was currently a native, and she couldn’t break character too hard. Otherwise, she’d have rushed over, hugged her, and warmly asked, “Moonlight before my bed.”
Once the other replied with “Seems like frost on the ground,” they could recognize each other and shed tears of excitement.
The woman was slender and quite pretty. But Nan Xun couldn’t help thinking these ancient people must be blind—their faces were actually tinged with disdain when they looked at the beauty.
Little Eight explained, “She’s only about 1.65 meters tall. In your world, that’s decent. Here? Heh. A little dwarf, get it? And she’s too skinny—can’t carry or lift anything. Even if she has children, their survival rate would be lower than average. And that pale, delicate skin? In ancient eyes, that’s sickly—sickly! Of course they’re disgusted.”
“Unlike you—you’re the true great beauty here. Plump where it should be, slim where it should be, healthy wheat-colored skin, full of wild beauty!” Little Eight got more and more excited as it talked.
Nan Xun: …
With no opportunity, Nan Xun only caught a distant glimpse of the woman. Not until night fell did the tribe light a bonfire to celebrate the harvest.
The day’s spoils were piled in the center of the grounds. At the chief’s shout, several strong men slaughtered a deer and poured the deer blood into a coconut-shell-like vessel, filling it to the brim.
The chief took a large gulp of the deer blood first, then handed it to the tribe’s top warrior, A Yu.
Nan Xun couldn’t help taking another look at the man. He was powerfully built and fairly handsome—but still not as good-looking as that rogue wild man she’d encountered during the day.
Behind A Yu stood the captured woman. She wore jeans and a shirt, staring blankly at the group of savages before her, as if she still thought she was dreaming.
After A Yu drank, he passed the shell to A Shi. Then the men passed it down one by one. By the time every male in the tribe had taken a sip, there was still plenty left in the shell.
Curious about what deer blood tasted like, Nan Xun suddenly said, “Father, Brother, I want to try a sip too. Is that okay?”
The chief burst into hearty laughter. “Worthy of my daughter! Today you hunted a honk-honk beast—your bravery doesn’t lose to any man. Good! Axi shall drink this deer blood too. From now on, you are also one of the tribe’s warriors!”
A Shi laughed as well, nudging A Yu with his elbow and murmuring something to him.
Nan Xun felt he was probably talking about her, because she heard the name Axi. She subconsciously glanced over and saw that A Yu showed no particular expression—instead, he looked toward the transmigrator behind him.
Nan Xun took the deer blood, brought it close to her nose to sniff, and after catching the sharp, bloody smell, she felt a tiny bit of regret. Still, she boldly took a big gulp.
Her lips were stained red with deer blood, making their shape even more alluring. When the woman lazily narrowed her eyes, she looked irresistibly captivating—like a wild enchantress.
