Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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In her previous life, she was a dual-ability user, possessing both wood-based and space-based abilities. A rare dual-ability genius in the apocalypse.
Si Yan leaned against the wall to stand up, beginning to test if her abilities from the apocalypse were still intact.
With a thought, she attempted to activate her space ability. Activating it was extremely difficult; she used all her strength to open a small crack in her space.
She saw her small space.
Unfortunately, it wasn’t large; she only possessed one cubic meter of space.
Survival in the apocalypse was tough, but her will to survive was still strong. Although one cubic meter wasn’t large, she filled it to the brim.
Si Yan found a disinfectant wipe in her space, feeling that opening the space was becoming increasingly unstable and difficult. In the final moment of evacuating the space, she hurriedly retrieved her silver dagger, a lighter, and a bag of salt.
The space closed, and she couldn’t seem to open it again. She tried many more times, but still couldn’t.
Perhaps crossing worlds had made her space ability less effective.
She pulled out a pack of alcohol-based disinfectant wipes and wiped the back of her head, which she considered a simple disinfection. After putting the silver dagger away, she opened her hands.
A tiny bit of green superpower struggled to emerge from her palms. Sweating profusely, she looked at the small blade of grass she had nurtured in her hands, and a smile finally appeared on her face.
She was extremely grateful that her dual superpowers had also come with her.
Regaining her energy, she saw a raw sweet potato at the cave entrance. She used the silver dagger to peel the sweet potato, opened her mouth, and ate it, easing her hungry stomach a little.
Stepping out of the cave, she saw a lush forest outside. The trees were enormous, and the leaves were bigger than her face— a sight she would never have seen in the polluted post-apocalyptic world.
Living in a desolate post-apocalyptic world, Si Yan finally accepted the fact that she had transmigrated into a book when she saw this vibrant world.
Feeling the beauty of life, she smiled gratefully.
However, when she turned around and saw the stench-filled cave behind her, her smiling face instantly crumbled.
Expressionless, she plucked a few withered branches outside the cave, tied them together, and hastily made a makeshift broom.
She returned to the cave and used this makeshift broom to sweep away all the excrement and other debris.
The sun was shining brightly outside, so Si Yan took the only two animal hides in the cave to the river to wash them, then hung them on a tree outside to dry.
Only after the environment was clean did Si Yan feel much more comfortable.
After finishing, Si Yan looked at herself.
She was only wearing a large gray wolf hide, stiff and matted, covered in a patina, and filthy.
She really wanted to wash, but there wasn’t time today. She was very hungry; she needed to eat, and those two villainous brats needed to eat too.
However, there was absolutely no food in the entire cave.
Remembering the sweet potatoes she had just eaten, Si Yan recalled that in the original story, this world had potatoes and sweet potatoes.
Thinking of this, Si Yan felt confident.
She was a wood-type ability user with a strong affinity for plants; finding edible plants was her forte.
She ventured alone into the woods, sensed the coming of potatoes, and sure enough, smelled them nearby. She dug and, luckily, unearthed a pile.
She placed the potatoes in large leaves, cleaned them by a nearby stream, wrapped them in leaves again, and carried them to the cave. Just as she emerged from the cave, an orc called to her, “Si Yan, the hunting party is back! They’ve come to collect the meat!”
This tribe was called Rock Village.
In the orc world, males could transform into beasts or humans. They were strong and powerful. Females were weak, and after reaching adulthood, they could only take human form and could not transform.
With the changing world, female births became increasingly difficult, and the ratio of males to females was almost ten to one. Females were a gift from the Beast God, objects of contention and protection for the males. If a male orc harmed a female orc, he would be punished by the Beast God.
Therefore, even though Si Yan was a smelly, dark-skinned, lazy, and wicked female who seemed unlikely to live long, the tribe took good care of her. Every day after hunting, the male beastmen in the tribe would leave a few pieces of meat for Si Yan.
However, because Si Yan was smelly, dark-skinned, thin, and small—a typical ugly female in the beast world— no other male beastmen had ever wanted her over the years. Aside from a snake-shaped mark on her waist, signifying she had a snake-beastman mate, she had no other markings. The one who called her was a gray wolf beastman named Lang Feng. He wore only a fur skirt, his upper body covered, revealing strong, muscular muscles.
Si Yan stared at him for two seconds with her round eyes.
Male beastmen… were indeed pleasing to the eye.
She quickly snapped out of her reverie and asked, “Where do I get it?”
Lang Feng glanced at her: “The usual place, under that big tree up ahead.”
Si Yan ran in the direction Lang Feng pointed and indeed saw a group of handsome, shirtless beastmen tearing apart meat with their sharp claws. A large pile of bones and entrails were thrown aside.
Seeing that the beastmen seemed to be queuing, Si Yan joined the queue to wait for her share.
An older male said, “Si Yan, you’re female, you can just go and get it.”
In the apocalypse, women were considered a burden, and supplies were always distributed last. Unexpectedly, in this world, women had priority.
Si Yan adapted quickly; she didn’t hesitate and stepped forward.
The orc distributing the meat used his fingernails to cut a neat strip for her.
After Si Yan took the meat, she saw some orcs taking out bones and animal entrails to throw away. Bones and entrails were valuable, so Si Yan quickly asked, “Are you going to throw these away?”
Lang Feng explained amicably, “It’s springtime, there’s plenty of prey, and the entrails and bones aren’t tasty, so they’re useless. Of course, we have to throw them away.”
Si Yan quickly said, “If you don’t want them, can I take some?”
Si Yan’s eyes lit up as she looked at the orcs’ unwanted “garbage.” How long had it been since she’d had fresh, delicious bone broth? Her mouth was watering.
The male orc said indifferently, “These are useless too. Take what you want.”
Si Yan gratefully picked out some bones. She noticed several moss-covered stone pots lying in a corner, guessing they were unwanted, and asked, “Can I have one?”
The male orc glanced at the pot. It was just a stone pot; they could easily get it with a few swipes of their claws, and didn’t care at all.
“Take it if you want.”
Si Yan said happily, thanking him. “Thank you.”
With that, she put her meat, bones, and internal organs into the pot and carried it back.
It was so heavy… she couldn’t move it; she had to rest after every few steps.
After Si Yan left, several male orcs discussed, “The female is too delicate; she can’t even move such a small thing.” Although they said this, none of the males intended to help her.
After all, Si Yan was dark-skinned, thin, wicked, and ugly; what if they helped her and she became demanding?
“But it’s strange, that wicked female Si Yan is actually so polite today, even saying thank you?”
“Who knows? Never mind, let’s hurry up and divide the meat.”
Si Yan washed the things by the stream, carried them home, and then took out a lighter to light a fire.
In fact, Si Yan was quite particular about survival skills in the apocalypse. Besides the lighter, her space contained two small flints and a magnifying glass— two things she could use for starting fires.
After putting the lighter away, she used her silver dagger to start chopping vegetables and cooking.
The stone pot heated up slowly, and it took a long time to render the oil. She then used the rendered fat to make braised potatoes and meat, and also stewed a large bone broth.
Having read the novel, Si Yan knew that salt was rare and valuable in the beast world. She didn’t have much salt, so she wouldn’t waste it, but she wouldn’t be stingy with it either.
By the time the dishes and soup were finished, it was getting dark, and the food was cold, but the two little devils, Xi Qing and Bei Ji, still hadn’t returned.
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