She looked at the empty, hard stone bed, without even a single animal skin. Imagine how uncomfortable it would be to sleep on and how cold it would get at night, risking a chill.
The temperature difference between day and night in the Beast World is drastic, and without a cover, one would definitely catch a cold.
Luna Sutton's gaze fell to the entrance of the cave. She looked at the dirty animal skins, lacking the courage to bring them inside as a cover.
With a soft sigh, she simply gathered some dry firewood from nearby and brought it back, then started a fire in the center of the cave.
This way, it could provide warmth and drive away wild beasts.
She didn't expect those five Beast Husbands to come and protect her at night.
After a busy half-day, she was already exhausted and hungry.
Her eyes involuntarily fell on the roasted meat and fish wrapped in broad leaves, and she swallowed.
"I can't eat, I can't eat, if I eat any more, I'll really get fat..."
She muttered under her breath, desperately trying to hypnotize herself.
Then she moved her gaze away with difficulty, avoiding the roasted meat and fish.
But she was really hungry, and the few roasted fish she ate in the afternoon had long since been digested.
Her eyes again fell on those few roasted fish, craving terribly.
Yet seeing the fat covering her body, she restrained herself again.
To divert her attention, she simply sat beside the fire and began to cultivate her supernatural abilities.
Wood Spirit Energy in the Beast World is extremely abundant, making cultivation smooth and much better than in the apocalypse.
Luna Sutton thought it shouldn't be long before she could advance to Level 2.
Considering her unbearable-looking face.
Even though her abilities had dropped to Level 1, greatly reducing their healing effect, simple detoxification was still doable.
This face clearly suffered from too much toxin build-up, in addition to abundant oil secretion within her body, leading to this condition.
To completely cure it, detoxification must happen first.
She opened her palm, facing upwards, and with a thought, a tiny green vine emerged from her palm, emitting a faint green glow.
It was very pretty.
The vine grew longer and climbed onto her face, its green glow covering her entire face, beginning the detoxification.
With the penetration of her abilities into the face, she felt an intense itch, as if something were about to emerge, making her want to scratch.
But fearing the possibility of leaving scars, she dared not scratch it.
Luna Sutton endured the itch while concentrating on using her abilities for detoxification.
About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea later.
She felt her nose, eyes, and entire face were covered with some black sticky stuff, blocking her breathing and vision.
The smell was extremely unpleasant, like rotten eggs, almost making her sick.
She retracted her abilities and wiped her eyes and nose, only to find them covered in black, smelly dirt.
"So, this is the toxin that was extracted from her face?"
Feeling thoroughly disgusted, she quickly ran out of the cave, not forgetting to bring her facial cleanser.
Though it was dark outside, the bright moonlight illuminated her path.
Many of the tribe's men, women, and children had not yet slept, gathering in groups to chat, bathing by the river, or doing other activities.
Some were even sneaking off into the woods or corners for secret trysts.
The Beast World is extremely open, especially at night; one can hear the sounds of intimacy everywhere.
The sounds made her ears heat up, her face flush, and her heart race.
Everywhere she looked, she discovered several pairs engaged in the act, utilizing woods or corners as their stage.
Luna Sutton twitched her mouth, unable to understand why they didn't go inside caves and instead chose this open-air intimacy.
Then she thought, in this Beast World, they were all basically animals; what shame could she expect?
She calmly walked towards the river, pretending neither to hear nor see anything.
After surviving decades of the apocalypse, she had seen everything.
Compared to the nauseating zombies of the apocalypse, the sights here were child's play.
As she reached the river, she faintly heard those sounds again and glanced over, noticing a patch of flattened grass. It was too dark to identify who was there.
Just as she was about to look away, a face turned up under the moonlight, and she recognized it as Mia.
As for which Beastman it was, she didn't have to guess it was one of Mia's Beast Husbands.
Remembering how Mia had mocked her earlier, Luna Sutton worried that if Mia noticed her now, she'd believe Luna was spying on purpose and would taunt her further.
To avoid trouble, Luna Sutton walked downstream, distancing herself from the area.
Finally, she squatted by the river and began cleaning the dirt off her face.
She washed three times, only stopping when her face felt refreshed.
Under the bright moonlight, she used the water's reflection as a mirror. While her face was still covered in pimples, they had obviously subsided, looking much better without any more pus.
She touched her face, feeling quite good.
Preparing to use her abilities to detoxify again the next day, she figured that a few consecutive days of detox would cure her face.
Just as she was about to stand up and leave.
Suddenly, she heard the sound of splashing from upstream and curiously looked in that direction.
At that glance, she froze in shock.
Under the moonlight, a man stood bathing in the river, his bare upper body glistening with an alluring bronze skin under the moonlight.
His eight-pack abs were symmetrically perfect to the extreme.
Water droplets rolled off his body, dripping back into the river.
Luna Sutton swallowed; the man's physique was indeed exceptional.
Those broad shoulders, that narrow waist, those long legs...
Instinctively, her gaze travelled downwards, only to be submerged in water.
Shifting her gaze upwards, it landed on the man's face.
The face was extremely handsome, with deep-set features, sword-like brows, starry eyes, a high nose bridge, and perfect lips.
Exuding an untameable wildness, he was very appealing and exuded a strong sense of dominance.
Wasn't this her fifth Beast Husband, Malachi Arcanus?
A Fifth-rank Beastman, with a form said to be a Nether-dark Wolf— the only one in the tribe.
Considered a rare species indeed.
The man, sensing something, abruptly looked up, his sharp gaze like an unsheathed sword.
Luna Sutton's heart skipped a beat; she quickly averted her eyes and turned around to run.
But in the next instant, her body stiffened.
As the man called her name, his cold voice dripping with gritted fury, "Luna Sutton, you've got some nerve, spying on me while I bathe."
With his words, the man already stood up from the river, striding purposefully towards her.
Without hesitation, Luna Sutton turned heels and ran.
She wasn't joking— if not now, then when?
In the original book, the protagonist was caught spying on Malachi Arcanus while he bathed and was nearly beaten to death.
She had no desire to experience what being beaten to death felt like.
While mentally cursing Malachi Arcanus countless times, she thought this man was overly fussy. He bathed in the open yet blamed her for watching when she was merely innocently observing.
But of course, she didn't forget to take her facial cleanser as she ran.
If she lost it, she wouldn't know where to buy a new one.
Malachi Arcanus watched her fleeing with some item, curious about what it was, having never seen such a strange, delicate object before.
Yet, he wasn't concerned, more bothered by this female watching him bathe, the handsome face turning dark.
The previous time Luna Sutton spied on him bathing, he had severely disciplined her.
To think she did it again— truly forgetting past lessons.
Luna Sutton sprinted back to the cave, seeing Malachi hadn't pursued her, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Sitting by the fire, she recalled Malachi Arcanus's particularly well-crafted physique, swallowing once more.
Truth be told, the man's physique was indeed remarkable, the best she had seen since arriving in this Beast World.
His appearance was also striking, coupled with a dominating presence.
A man like that was nearly perfect to the point of absurdity.
Sadly, he utterly despised her.
The difficulty in winning him over was significantly high.