Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 330

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“What are you talking about? I’m not making you eat mud. The meat’s inside,” Nyx said, unable to hold back. She ruffled their clueless heads one by one before crouching down and cracking open a mud shell in a few quick moves.

They had just eaten roasted meat and drunk meat soup, so everyone was about seventy to eighty percent full. They thought they wouldn’t be tempted by any more delicious smells.

But the moment the mud shell cracked open, an irresistible fragrance filled the air, making them all instinctively show blissful expressions.

It smelled amazing.

Their hunger resurfaced, their stomachs growling as their cravings kicked in.

Unfortunately, there were only a few chickens in the tribe, so everyone could only have a single bite to taste it.

The chicken, wrapped in leaves, was fully cooked–the meat tender and falling off the bone, with juices overflowing.

For people who had spent their entire lives eating only roasted or boiled meat with a little salt, this was a game–changer.

The chieftain licked the meat juices off his fingers and smacked his lips, savoring the taste.

‘Good thing I gave out that punishment, or those three would’ve hogged all this delicious food for themselves!‘ he thought.

Behind him, three fluffy figures stared at him with resentment.

“Can you make me another one tomorrow?” Lila buried herself in Nyx’s arms, using her cute face and fluffy belly to act pitiful. She whimpered, “I only got a little bit of chicken breast… I didn’t have enough.”

Lila thought that whole chicken should’ve been hers.

Before Nyx could answer, Zayne rejected the request without hesitation. “No.”

He pulled Nyx into his arms, ruthlessly squeezing the tabby cat to the side. “Why don’t you cook for yourself?”

He wouldn’t even let Nyx cook for herself, so there was no way he’d allow some clingy tabby cat to make extra demands on her.

If Nyx agreed, Gina and Beau definitely wouldn’t want to be left out either. The tribe was full of people–if one asked today and another asked tomorrow, she’d never get any rest.

The tabby cat lowered her head in embarrassment, her face turning slightly red. She belatedly realized she really had been troubling Nyx. She actually knew how to cook–she could’ve just made it herself. “Nyx, can you teach me how to make baked chicken?” she asked.

She had already learned how to make meat soup, but when Nyx was cooking the baked chicken earlier, she had been busy getting scolded by everyone and missed the whole process.

It wasn’t just Lila–no one else had seen it either. Now, they all regretted it, sneaking glances at Nyx’s expression.

“Sure,” Nyx said generously with a nod. “In a couple of days, I’ll take you to gather the seasonings first.”

For now, though, everyone was probably more eager to learn pottery–making.

Nyx tapped the hardened mud shell of the baked chicken. “Actually, making pottery is pretty similar to this. Special types of mud become solid when exposed to high heat.”

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Everyone froze on the spot, their understanding of the world shattered. It was a huge shock. They had always thought pottery was made of some special kind of stone. It turned out to be just burned mud.

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“To be precise, it’s clay,” Nyx cleared her throat and reminded them to snap out of it. “You can usually dig it up by the river.

Not only was it available here, but their old tribe had it too.

Squatting by the river, staring at the ordinary–looking mud, Lila was in disbelief–then suddenly burst into tears.

meat for so long just to trade for a small bowl at

low price because of her father, and she had thought she’d gotten a

remembered the banks of the river outside their old tribe were

the ground, completely

how to make pottery,”

perked up slightly, but she still pouted,

sell pottery at this year’s Grand Trade Market at really cheap prices. That way, that guy won’t have any business and will learn his

and useful. Instead of selling it at high prices to a few rich people, she’d rather spread it to everyone.

and didn’t sell it for much, the tribe could still make a decent profit. Besides, they couldn’t rely on this for a living–it was

of clay. With a few skillful movements of her

front of Lila like she

Lila’s eyes were glued to it. All

little rabbit for Nyx. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get it right. Sweat covered her forehead as she

saw Zayne standing beside Nyx, holding a perfectly crafted

glance, Lila’s face burned with embarrassment. She hid her abstract creation behind her back and slinked away in defeat. She thought, ‘Damn that

Zayne had won–completely.

was gone, he happily wrapped an arm around Nyx, sculpted a Snow Wolf to

pup and shoving it into his hands. She raised an eyebrow. “Cute, right?”

what she was getting at, but he nodded anyway. “Yeah… cute.”

our pup,” she whispered into his ear, arms draped around his neck. “His name

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Zayne’s face flushed crimson, the color spreading down his

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but couldn’t make a sound for a long time. He thought, ‘Noel… What a strange name… But if Nyx likes it, I have no objections… Once we have a

smile, taking in

of thought, hooked his finger with hers, and said, “Come

the river, flames roared into the night.

close to the fire, while the others gathered in

its heat scorching the

dared move for water.

The moment Nyx spoke,

expressions, they poked at the fire

emerged from the flames-

molded with his own hands, the chieftain’s eyes widened, and he jumped three feet high. He thought he had finally learned

chorus of howls echoed by

been keeping a tight hold on Nyx, shielding her from the frenzy, she might have been tossed into the air

dropped to the ground, raising both hands to the sky. “Thank

his eyes remained locked onto Nyx, as if he saw her as

slowly came to their senses. One by one, they followed the chieftain’s example, kneeling before Nyx and chanting the Beast God’s name, thanking him for

they had gained more food, richer lands, and even learned how to weave bamboo baskets and fire pottery.

the heavens, her origins a mystery. She had taught them so much, led them in their migration during a disaster, survived being buried under an avalanche, and even found them

steps back, refusing to accept their grand gesture. In her mind, she hadn’t really done that much

up and take out the rest of the pots, don’t let them burn

a wave of his arm, everyone sprang into action–some putting out the fire, others retrieving

pottery was neatly arranged beside the fire

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was their first attempt, so they had been careful not to waste too much clay. Aside from the pieces Nyx and Zayne had

because everyone had been so meticulous, the success rate was higher than Nyx had expected. Only one pot had cracked during the firing, but even that, the chieftain refused to discard.

it home as a keepsake–who knew,

to sleep. The chieftain, in particular, spent the whole night wide awake, clutching a pottery jar in one hand and a lump of salt in his mouth, full of energy as he organized tasks for the tribe.

for making pottery. Those with free time could learn from Nyx how to identify different seasoning plants and go foraging

quickly returned to normal.

reborn. Their gaunt bodies, reduced to skin and bones, regained their original

Nyx up by

soft and plush in his arms, her fur fluffy and sleek, giving him a deep