Wu Yue's eyes lit up instantly. "Where is it?"
A moment later, staring at the large pit before her that reeked of a strange odor, Wu Yue felt her empty stomach begin to churn.
"System, why do the tribespeople live down in the lowlands, but come all the way up to a high place like this to do their business?"
"The slaves carry it all up here."
A Beastman's voice sounded from behind her. Wu Yue turned to see Yuan Lang standing a short distance away, pinching his nose.
"Beastmen and Half beastmen have a very keen sense of smell, so... if it's brought up here, the scent won't be blown down into the tribe."
Wu Yue's mouth twitched. 'So that's how they handle it. Does that mean I've just been... relieving myself wherever I pleased before this?'
The thought of having been so uncivilized made Wu Yue feel a little dejected.
