Surviving in the Beast World with a System

Chapter 482 - 380: Yuan Lang’s Secret

The surrounding tribe members, who were about to clean up the site and head back to rest, couldn’t help but look toward Yuan Lang when they heard Wu Yue’s shriek, which was so shrill her voice cracked.

But in the next moment, their gazes all filled with terror.

On Yuan Lang’s arm—which had transformed into a claw and was covered in green slime—crawled a centipede the length of a forearm. Its sharp, dense legs gripped his arm so tightly that from a distance, it resembled a bracer.

Its forcipules, tipped with sharp hooks, repeatedly probed Yuan Lang’s neck as if searching for a good place to bite, sending waves of fear through the watching tribe members.

Multi-legged insects were highly venomous on their own, to say nothing of one this unnaturally large; its toxicity went without saying.

Besides, as a Worm Witch, the Poisonous Insects raised by the Yan Yan’s Tribe Witch would naturally not be harmless.

Yuan Lang, of course, sensed that something was wrong. The sharp pain of its legs piercing his skin was too obvious to ignore.

Moreover, the centipede’s venom was extremely potent. Just from its ordinary legs piercing his skin, his entire arm had already gone numb.

The Beastman’s eyes darkened as he abruptly raised his other arm. The surrounding tribe members didn’t even have time to see his movement before he had grabbed the Poisonous Insect, which had just been prodding about, by the head and lifted it up.

Once caught, the Poisonous Insect began to struggle violently. Its body coiled and uncoiled as it tried to stab Yuan Lang with its other legs, all while letting out sharp screeches.

But the Beastman’s expression was icy, and his grip on the Poisonous Insect’s head didn’t loosen in the slightest.

Just as Wu Yue was about to grab some medicinal powder and go over, she saw the black bracelet on the Beastman’s wrist begin to move as if it were alive.

"HISS~"

The giant python shot Yuan Lang a contemptuous glance, then hissed as it slithered up to the top of his head. Its small body rose upright, its head—only as thick as a Beastman’s finger—held high.

Only then did Wu Yue see clearly. That wasn’t a bracelet at all; it was obviously a snake.

Before she could even react to her surprise, the little snake’s mouth began to slowly open...

’I’m going to need to wash my eyes out later,’ Wu Yue thought. ’That thing... its body was only as thick as a finger, but its mouth could swallow a Poisonous Insect as thick as a Beastman’s arm... Was that really a snake?’

After letting out a satisfied burp, the well-fed giant python leisurely slithered back onto Yuan Lang’s wrist to digest its meal.

Seeing the arm-length Poisonous Insect eliminated, everyone instantly let out a collective sigh of relief.

Wu Yue hurried forward. "Yuan Lang, are you all right—"

...

Before the word was even out of her mouth, the Beastman Warrior, who had been so calm and heroic just a moment ago, closed his eyes and fell backward.

Wu Yue’s expression changed drastically. "Someone help! Yuan Lang’s been poisoned!"

Teng Qian and Teng Kun were the first to rush over. They hoisted up their leader and charged toward Wu Yue’s home.

The Snow Tiger Witch Elder, who had been preparing to step forward and offer treatment, froze. His old face stiffened as he looked at the Snow Tiger Tribe Leader beside him. "So, should I go, or not?"

The Snow Tiger Tribe Leader suppressed a smile and gave a dry laugh. "You should probably go take a look. Yue’s Rank is too low. If she can’t treat him, we’ll need you to step in."

"After all, Yuan Lang is one of the most promising Beastman Warriors in our tribe."

The Snow Tiger Witch Elder huffed, then shuffled after the group toward Wu Yue’s courtyard on his short legs.

By now, Teng Qian and Teng Kun had already placed Yuan Lang on Wu Yue’s kang bed. The mat on the bed was stained with the Poisonous Insect’s dark green slime, which gave off a pungent, foul stench.

But Teng Qian and Teng Kun stood guard by Yuan Lang’s side as if they couldn’t smell a thing, their muscles tensed.

The first thing Wu Yue did upon returning to the house was to envelop the Beastman’s entire body with her witch power. The witch power, full of Life Energy, spread around him, repairing the small wounds on his body.

Only when she felt her witch power was nearly depleted did Wu Yue, her face slightly pale, finally stop.

The Snow Tiger Witch Elder, who arrived after them, examined the Beastman Warrior on the kang bed. He then gave Wu Yue a speechless look. "Yuan Lang isn’t poisoned at all, and he doesn’t have any serious wounds. You used up all your witch power to ’save’ him?"

Wu Yue snapped back to her senses. She shot an embarrassed glance at the stern-faced Snow Tiger Witch Elder and began to carefully examine Yuan Lang herself.

A moment later, she confirmed that the Beastman really wasn’t poisoned and had no major injuries. ’So... all that healing was for nothing?’

Suddenly, an image flashed in her mind: a day after the great rainy season, and the stiff expression on Yuan Lang’s face as he’d talked to her about insects.

She stared in disbelief at the tall Beastman lying on the kang bed...