Favorite of the Beast-world: I Got Rich Through Farming-Chapter 114 - 104: A Power Beyond the Beastman Combat System

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Chapter 114: Chapter 104: A Power Beyond the Beastman Combat System

As evening approached, a few beastmen finished their day’s work. They washed themselves clean by the river and were just about to head home to start their cooking fires.

In the distance, however, they saw An Jin waving at them. The group hurriedly picked up their pace and ran over.

"Clan Leader, is there something you need us for?" They scratched their heads, looking a bit reserved and shy.

An Jin smiled at them, then handed over a few newly made sample garments. He said with a gentle smile, "Try them on. You can tell me if you have any opinions or ideas."

’This is called random sampling.’

The beastmen quickly understood. They already knew An Jin had been using cloth to make clothes.

After carefully taking the garments—as soft and light as feathers—the beastmen excitedly darted behind a hidden grove of trees. They quickly changed, then came back and self-consciously spun around twice in front of An Jin.

At first, wearing them felt a little strange. After all, they had never seen clothes made of cloth before, and the style was odd to them.

But after wearing them for just a short while, the light, breathable, soft, and form-fitting fabric won them over.

Clothes made from animal hides were hard and constricting. Their skin couldn’t breathe for long periods, so they were prone to getting small, red heat rashes. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

But these clothes were as light as their own natural fur. When the wind blew, it passed right through the fabric, and the sticky, damp feeling on their bodies after a day’s labor vanished in an instant.

"This is amazing! It’s so comfortable..." The beastmen were so excited they could barely speak coherently. Their limited vocabulary wasn’t enough to express their elation.

They could only carefully smooth out the slight wrinkles on the clothes, treating them like rare treasures.

But soon, they hurried to change back out of them, as if afraid of ruining them. "These clothes are too precious. Let the females and cubs wear them."

"We have to go out hunting every day. In an emergency, we have to transform into our beast forms to fight. We might rip the clothes, and it would be a waste of such precious garments."

But An Jin didn’t mind at all and insisted, "Just wear them. They’re for you."

"Transform into your beast forms and let me see."

The beastmen froze, looking at An Jin in shock. "Tr-transform into our beast forms?"

They looked down at the precious, comfortable clothes they were wearing, their palms sweating nervously. They had no choice but to put the clothes back on. Then, under An Jin’s watchful gaze, they cautiously transformed into their beast forms.

Their bodies slowly expanded, and the clothes grew tighter and tighter.

By the time the beastmen had fully transformed.

The clothes on their bodies were stretched so tight they were nearly misshapen. They constricted their chests like thin leather strips, but strangely, the clothes hadn’t ripped!?

When they shifted back into their human forms, the clothes! They actually, slowly returned to their original shape?!

If it weren’t for the extensive wrinkles on the fabric, they never would have imagined that such a light and fragile material could actually withstand their massive beast bodies!

Although last year’s silkworm cultivation was experimental, they still managed to produce over 100 bolts of fabric. An Jin had led the beastmen to use a third of it to produce a good number of sample garments.

Since the clothes were to be used for trading goods, the beastmen of his own clan would certainly have to be dressed in fine attire. They could act as walking advertisements.

This year’s batch of eggs had already hatched. The survival rate was 10%. While not high, the base number was large, and after counting them one by one, An Jin discovered there were actually over 100 of them.

The plants in the vegetable garden grew more and more lush, threatening to claw their way over the fence. Mi Yin was driving some new wooden stakes into the ground.

He suddenly stopped, his expression turning cold and grim as he gazed into the distance. He flicked his tongue.

"HISS~"

Countless snakes of all sizes slithered out from the jungle. The vibrations of their flickering tongues seemed to be a rallying signal.

The wild snakes surrounded him, raising their heads high as if about to burst from the ground. The smaller snakes flickered their tongues at a high frequency, "HISS~ HISS~".

Once the information was conveyed, the tide of snakes quickly retreated, rustling back into the forest and disappearing from sight.

Gu Yin turned and went into the house. He walked up to An Jin and said, "That beastman you asked me to keep a close eye on a few days ago made a move yesterday."

"She Nuo?"

Gu Yin nodded, his expression uncharacteristically grave. "He planted a type of Magic Plant in the clan’s territory. I’ll take you to see it."

Hearing the words "Magic Plant," Ling Hong and Xi’s expressions changed drastically. Although An Jin had no real concept of what that meant, seeing the reactions of the three of them made him instantly understand the gravity of the situation.

The group arrived at the edge of the clan’s territory. Amidst the many lush plants growing in the low bushes, An Jin’s gaze was immediately drawn to a few inconspicuous little white flowers.

The pistils and stamens were a strange blackish-red. Its slender stems and tender leaves seemed to suck up the rainwater, rapidly stretching out and dancing gracefully in the wind.

He smelled a bizarre odor. After just a brief moment, he began to feel dizzy and light-headed.

Ling Hong and the others also looked a bit listless. They had been full of energy before they arrived, but after smelling it for a short while, they began to sway on their feet, looking like they were about to collapse.

"Do you guys smell anything strange?" An Jin asked, turning his head to look at them while covering his nose and mouth.

The others just shook their heads in confusion.

’Strange. Can beastmen not smell this? Is it something only humans can detect?’

Perhaps under the influence of the Shark Pearl’s power, his soul was gradually merging with this body. Not only was An Jin’s appearance becoming more like that of his previous life, but this body was also becoming more and more like his own human body.

Seeing An Jin squatting in the bushes and reaching for the flowers, Gu Yin was the first to snap back to his senses. He quickly pulled him back. "Jin’er, be careful! It could be poisonous."

In the Beast World, many strange-looking plants were highly toxic.

Despite his warning, Gu Yin reached out to pick the flower for him. But then something strange happened. As if his hand had been burned, he quickly threw the flower to the ground.

His fingertips were red and tinged with several wisps of black energy.

Gu Yin looked down at his hand and nonchalantly pinched his fingertips. His voice was chillingly cold. "So this is a Magic Plant..."

No one knew when this Demonic Qi began to permeate the Beastman Continent. This power, which existed outside the beastmens’ system of combat, did not belong to this world.

But no one knew where the Demonic Qi came from, or when it would disappear. Or if it would ever disappear at all.