Chapter 374: Chapter 343: The Ship of Friendship Capsizes So Easily (Part 2)

The Giant Python: "..."

’You’re already this shameless, what’s the point of hissing? It’s not like you understand me anyway.’

’A python’s life is as lonely as the snow!’

Though it was hissing, it wasted no time sticking its broken tail tip right in front of Yuan Lang. When he didn’t react, it twitched it a few times, as if reminding him of something.

Yuan Lang’s lips curled into a slight smile. "You’re too big right now. Wait until you’re smaller, then you can just dip your tail in the medicinal powder. It would be a waste to use it now."

The Giant Python: "..."

’Its heart filled with infinite sorrow. It suddenly remembered what it felt like to be abandoned by that little female python.’

’Besides, "just dip it"? What do you take me for, this python who risked its life to save you?!’

At this point, Yuan Lang was no longer paying attention to the giant python’s incessant complaints. Instead, his thoughts turned to the army of Iron Claw Worms behind the Giant Iron Claw Worm.

’I wonder how many more of those Iron Claw Worms there are...’

The giant python, moving at full speed, was naturally faster than the Beastmen. Soon, Yuan Lang spotted his tribesmen up ahead.

Seeing a giant python approaching, the Beastmen of the Snow Tiger Tribe couldn’t help but feel miserable.

’We just escaped a Giant Iron Claw Worm, and now a giant python appears? Can’t a Beastman catch a break?’

But in the next moment, the giant python that had charged right up to them vanished with a SWOOSH. All that was left was a small, black snake the length of a forearm, coiled on their leader’s body and hissing incessantly.

Wait...

The Boss!!!

The Beastmen’s eyes instantly widened as they stared at the Beastman standing before them, completely unharmed.

"Boss, you’re okay?" Teng Qian asked, enduring the pain in his rear.

Half of Yuan Lang’s good mood from reuniting with his men instantly vanished. "So you were hoping something bad would happen to me?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Teng Qian let out an awkward chuckle and was about to explain when the two Beastman Warriors carrying him suddenly dropped him. The muscles on his rear spasmed, and the Iron Claw Worm, seemingly provoked, clamped down even harder.

Teng Qian let out an agonized "AAGH!" He felt like his rear was about to fall off.

The two Beastmen scratched their heads, looking terribly "sorry," and lifted him back up. "Oops, you okay? We just got so excited seeing the Boss was back that we forgot we were carrying you."

Teng Qian: "..."

’Heh. How about you wipe those fake smiles off your faces before you say that to me.’

"Alright, let’s keep moving," Yuan Lang said in a serious tone. "The Iron Claw Worms behind us have only been lured away temporarily. We need to use this time to put as much distance between us and them as we can."

The Beastmen nodded solemnly. They lifted or carried their injured comrades and began running toward the tribe.

Yuan Lang plucked the little python from his shoulder and opened a palm-sized bamboo tube. He took the injured tail of the still-grumbling creature and dipped it inside until the wound was completely coated in medicinal powder. Only then, under the python’s satisfied gaze, did he put the tube away.

However, now that it was out, the python was no longer willing to go back into that cramped, pitch-black bamboo tube.

After a series of protesting HISSES, it finally secured a "hard seat" on Yuan Lang’s shoulder.

This was enough to make the forearm-length python feel on top of the world. It straightened its body against the wind, swaying with the breeze from time to time, looking for all the world like it was using Yuan Lang as its personal ride.

Yuan Lang shot a glance with his deep-set eyes at the smug python on his shoulder and secretly began plotting how to best exploit the conceited snake.

Unlike the Snow Tiger Tribe’s narrow but safe escape, the Hunting Teams from the Black Wolf Tribe and the Lion Tribe both lost several Beastmen while fleeing the giant pincers of the Giant Iron Claw Worm.

Watching their fellow tribesmen get snipped in half by the Iron Claw Worms in the distance, the Beastman Warriors could only fight back their tears and run for their lives, desperate to get away from the terrifying creatures.

While Yuan Lang and his group were rushing back to the tribe, the Scorpion Tribe Beastmen—who had been won over with a pot of noodle drop soup—finally finished digging all the caves.

The Pure Humans of the tribe were ecstatic to become the new owners of the caves. They were so overjoyed that they even brought out some of their own food and gave it to the Scorpion Tribe Beastmen.

Staring at the identical-looking wild vegetable balls in their hands, the stiff smiles on the Scorpion Beastmen’s faces never quite faded.

And perhaps it was just an illusion, but the green hue of their faces seemed to have deepened.

"Captain, ever since that noodle drop soup, we haven’t had anything that delicious. It’s wild vegetable balls every single day. I’m so sick of them my face has turned green."

The hot-tempered Beastman glanced at his complaining tribesman. "Your face was already green to begin with!"