She tugged on the vines hanging down beside the cave, then climbed up the cliff above it, pulling herself along the vines like a monkey.
At a height of more than ten meters, she stuffed her backpack into a small recess in the rock, then rustled down to the ground in a few swift moves.
444's mouth twitched.
It had thought she had brought the bag out because she was planning to return it!
After all that, it turned out she was afraid it would be easy for someone to find and take if she hid it inside the cave.
Are you going to the square to watch their competition, or sort through your memories?
Su Qiao cut off a short, thin length of vine, neatly tied up her unruly brown hair, and wound it into a bun before striding back into her cave.
"Give me a few minutes. I'll sort things out as best I can. Keep an eye on what's happening in the square ahead."
She had a feeling that she couldn't let that male beastman named Xize become the tribe chief.
*
This was an ancient beastman world.
Since it was ancient, it was hardly any different from primitive society.
What was primitive society?
It was a place where, aside from vast stretches of enormous, primeval forest, there was nothing at all. Transportation relied on legs, communication mostly on shouting, security mostly on guarding, getting a wife mostly on snatching one, treating illness mostly on lying around, and filling one's stomach mostly on fists.
They lived like cavemen.
In short, this was a plane Su Qiao both hated and liked.
The original Qiao was the daughter of Enda, the wolf tribe's chief. Since she had lost her mother when she was young, she had been somewhat spoiled