CHAPTER 424: CHAPTER 142: [BEASTKIN RACE]

In Dragon Country, this would assuredly be considered complete loyalty and glory for the whole family.

Wooden Bowl was able to obtain Divine Tree Juice because her mother "killed" an enemy master on the battlefield.

It’s said that it wasn’t due to skill, but rather luck, like scavenging a corpse or finishing someone off. Anyway, she brought back the head of an enemy master.

Incidentally, Wooden Bowl’s mother was once the leader of this village.

The current leader was once a subordinate of Wooden Bowl’s mother, but it seems he hasn’t taken much care of Wooden Bowl.

Even the other monsters in the village haven’t cared for Wooden Bowl—they’ve shown more ridicule and mockery towards her.

This puzzled Chen Yan.

The family died in battle leaving seven males behind! What a contribution?

Loyalty and glory for the whole family!

In Dragon Country, children like this would be sent straight to top universities, receiving personal visits from local leaders during holidays, and enjoying various stipends, allowances, and bonus points for exams from a young age—that’s the fitting treatment!

Not to mention her father was the former village leader!

This former leader’s orphan, Wooden Bowl, yet the villagers didn’t care for her? And instead bullied and mocked her?

But later, Chen Yan understood the cultural core of this monster tribe.

Obey the strong, despise the weak!

No matter the merits, no matter the favors of the previous leader... these monsters don’t acknowledge such things!

They are extremely realistic and only revere the strong.

Wooden Bowl was bullied for the simple reason: she was weak.

She was small in stature, thin in build, and had low combat power.

—This is a heartless and indifferent, no, it should be said, a completely emotionless race!

That day, Wooden Bowl was enraged and dared to fight with Supervisor Black Stone, largely due to Black Stone’s insults to her and her deceased father and brothers.

In the language of this monster species, "worm" is an extremely insulting curse word.

Because worms are weak.

Here, calling someone a worm is akin to snapping someone’s ancestral tablet in their face!

So Wooden Bowl went crazy and fought desperately.

Wooden Bowl’s father earned merits, ultimately obtaining a bowl of Divine Tree Juice.

Just one bowl.

And that whole sack of juice was because... Wooden Bowl diluted the original Divine Tree Juice.

She added a lot of water so she could drink it for a longer period.

This silly female monster, when telling Chen Yan about this, appeared quite proud as if saying: See, am I smart?

Chen Yan was speechless at the time.

This female monster was outrageously dumb!

Divine Tree Juice is something that has been passed down among the monster tribe, it’s a miraculous substance that can enhance the physical body!

Anything like this juice extracted from plants is surely more effective the fresher it is!

If you let it sit for a long time, the potency will surely diminish!

And is dilution really okay?

After diluting... the potency surely decreases a lot!

Most importantly, dividing it over a long period diminishes its effects compared to drinking it immediately!

Put it this way.

When you’re sick, you should take two antibiotic pills.

You say, no! I’ll just dilute them.

I’ll take one-tenth for twenty days...

In twenty days, you might end up in the ICU!

If Wooden Bowl had drunk the whole bowl of undiluted juice at that time, her body might have been greatly fortified, perhaps she wouldn’t be bullied so much in the village.

Also, much of the hostility Wooden Bowl faced was because... the village monsters felt, you drank a bowl of Divine Tree Juice and still look so frail, if you’re not a worm, what are you?

The village monsters didn’t know Wood Bowl had diluted the juice and was saving it to drink slowly...

If they knew, they might have snatched it away.

This monster tribe is somewhat akin to a tribal system.

But it has already developed a sense of private ownership.

The tribal rules protect private property; even the leader cannot easily infringe upon the tribe members’ private property—unless they commit a serious crime and are killed, only then can their property be confiscated.

Wooden Bowl knew the potency of the diluted Divine Tree Juice was good, and she cherished it a lot.

Yet she still took it out to share with Chen Yan.

This gesture puzzled Chen Yan greatly; at first, he couldn’t figure out what thought process this genius slave master was following.

Finally, tonight, after work, Chen Yan spoke with Wooden Bowl again, extracting information, he found the answer.

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"You... ten years old?"

Chen Yan widened his eyes, staring at the slave master before him.

Towering at nearly two meters, a head taller than himself, frail and thin compared to the tribe monsters... But if this physique were placed in the human world, it’d definitely be a gym’s workout maniac!

Ten years old?!

This freakin’... isn’t just a little girl?!

Instantly, Chen Yan understood.

This Wooden Bowl, rather than considering him a slave, it’s more like...

A little girl caught a wild little animal and kept it as a pet!

Everything makes sense when it’s seen as keeping a pet.

Perhaps ten-year-old Wooden Bowl doesn’t fully grasp what a slave truly entails.

She only has a very rough, very vague understanding that: slaves are for working for oneself, and one just has to keep them.

Her attitude might have more to do with treating him as a pet...

Many children are generous with their pets, sharing even their most treasured possessions with their pets—they don’t even understand what "precious" means.

A child’s understanding and valuation of objects differ from that of an adult.