'Such a shame. My bed... it's gone just like that.'
The System, squatting beside her, rolled its eyes, speechless. "Host, I don't mean to rain on your parade, but that bed of yours couldn't possibly compare to the one Yuan Lang just carved out. His is even hollow—you can light a fire in it during winter and use it as a heated bed."
Wu Yue glanced at the Blue Fatty beside her, who was smugly licking its paws. "What, you got a problem with my old bed?"
After some more bickering, Wu Yue gazed down at the flat expanse of land below and was struck by a very bold idea.
"System, what do you think about using this land to grow food?"
Hearing this, the System gave Wu Yue a look that said its own pig had finally learned to root for cabbages. "Of course, that's possible," it said. "But now that the weather's good, the Beastmen have to go hunting and the females have to go gathering. I'm afraid there aren't that many people available to farm.
