Traveling through the world of beasts: I lead the system to build an empire

after lunch.

Su Mo and Ming Feng were playing in the living room with their four children.

Ling Han has been busy setting up an accounting team recently, so he went out in the rain.

As expected, Chi Yu was assigned to wash dishes in the kitchen.

Tinglang stood tall outside the kitchen door, watching Chiyu's busy back, and hearing the mumbling of the red fox in his ears.

This red fox's mouth can never be idle, and it moves even when doing housework.

The males found it annoying at first, but now they are used to it. If there is no voice of him at home one day, they always feel like something is missing.

Habits are a terrible thing.

Tinglang's skill in hiding his tracks is top-notch, he has even reached the point where he subconsciously controls his breathing frequency.

In addition, Chi Yu's own strength was average and he was in an environment that he thought was safe, so he didn't even notice that Ting Lang was staring at him for a long time.

It was not until Tinglang deliberately increased his breathing that he realized what was happening and turned around.

When he turned around, he found someone standing quietly behind him. Chi Yu was startled. He patted his chest and said unhappily, "Do you know that scaring others can kill them?!"

Tinglang: "Come out with me after you finish your work."

"what?"

Tinglang turned and left.

He had an inexplicable premonition that Su Mo and Chi Yu would soon become a couple, probably in the next few days, or at the latest in the winter season.

You must fight with Chi Yu before you become a couple, and you can't kill him after you become a couple.

He is Tinglang, but he holds grudges very well.

Tinglang hadn't taken a few steps when a male voice came from behind him, "It's inexplicable."

The Big Bad Wolf's originally expressionless face curled up slightly.

I'll type "incomprehensible" on him later.

……

Walking up to the second floor, Mu Yang's ears moved slightly.

The door opened and closed again, and no one knew what Tinglang and Chiyu went out to do.

Su Mo and the others were playing downstairs.

And health...

He was planing wood in his workshop.

But this voice sounds a little different from before.

Rapid and irregular.

It’s more like venting than working.

Mu Yang did not slow down and walked to the door of Jiankang's studio. Sure enough, he heard a hurried sound of packing up.

Clang clang clang.

Mu Yang knocked on the door.

From the other side of the wooden door came a male's slightly guilty voice.

"Come in."

Mu Yang opened the door but did not go in. He just leaned against the door frame, folded his arms and stared at Jian Kang who looked panicked.

He glanced casually at the sawdust on the ground and said jokingly.

"The wood in the heart of the Giant Beast Mountains is very expensive, and I don't know how to find a cheap one."

In fact, for Mu Yang now, he has many orcs with four stripes or above under his command. Let alone other things, it is still very easy to go to the heart of the Giant Beast Mountain Range and cut down two trees.

In the eyes of orcs, all naturally grown plants are free, and Su Mo’s economic concept cannot be popularized in a short period of time.

Besides, this kind of tree is planted on a large scale in the tribe, so it is not valuable at all.

Mu Yang just has a bad temper and wants to tease him.

Sure enough, Jiankang lowered his head in shame after hearing this, "I... I'm sorry."

He didn't care about these things. The materials needed by the studio were all provided by Mu Yang Linghan, so he didn't need to worry about them at all.

But Jiankang knew that everything in the tribe now had to be exchanged for money.

I think the same is true of the wood that can be seen everywhere.

So he easily accepted Mu Yang's description of him as a "spendthrift".

"What a big deal."

Mu Yang waved his hand indifferently, walked into the studio, pulled a chair from the corner and sat down.

He leaned back in his chair in a relaxed manner, with one leg propped up flat.

If it weren't for the domineering aura of the jungle king, Mu Yang would look more like a second-rate guy under the tree at the entrance of the village.

The hair is even dyed yellow.

Seeing the man move a stool and sit down, as if he was going to have a long conversation, Jiankang vaguely guessed Mu Yang's purpose and nervously pulled at his fur skirt.

"I……"

I didn't expect to see Mu Yang like this when I looked up.

In Jiankang's impression, Mu Yang has always been calm, serious and reliable.

He is a very traditional and competent first beast husband.

At this moment, Mu Yang looked so nonchalant and not serious.

It's like changing the core.

Jiankang even felt that Mu Yang's current temperament had a sense of incongruity and fit.

For some reason I felt that Mu Yang had always been like this.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Jiankang shook his head violently, trying to get rid of this terrible idea.

He closed his eyes and tried hard to recall Mu Yang's maturity and stability this morning.

It was not until the prudent Mu Yang covered the indecent young male in front of him that he nodded with satisfaction.

Ok.

This is right.

This is what a first beast husband should be like.

However, Mu Yang did not intend to let him go easily.

"Why are you learning to pull the skirt hem like a female cub?" Mu Yang raised the corners of his lips, revealing two white fangs, "Tinglang's sister stopped pulling the skirt hem when she was six years old."

His entire temperament changed again with this smile, becoming sunny and lively.

If Su Mo was present at this moment, she would definitely notice that Mu Yang at this moment was the original Mu Yang in her eyes.

It's her big tiger.

But Mu Yang was able to transform skillfully, and his health was almost driven to schizophrenia.

His eyes widened in disbelief, Jiankang pointed his finger at Mu Yang, and stammered nervously, "You, you, what's wrong with you?"

"Me?" Mu Yang pointed at his nose, smiling innocently, "What's wrong with me?"

Jiankang was unable to utter a word for a long while, his chest heaving violently.

He seemed to suddenly understand something.

When Jiankang showed this expression, Mu Yang knew that he understood.

Mu Yang leaned back, his expression relaxed, and his crossed legs landed steadily on the ground. Finally, without any performance, he was himself again.

His face was filled with reminiscence. "When I first met her, her breathing was so weak that she seemed to be dying soon..."

Jiankang knew that this was Mu Yang and Su Mo’s past.

He listened carefully to every word. Although Jiankang had not experienced those things with Su Mo, he also wanted to try his best to understand.

Along with Jiankang, the two brothers Mingfeng and Changgeng and Qiming, who were separated by a floor, also pricked up their ears to listen.