lcionline Chapter 226 Wolf Cang Knows
Chapter 226 Wolf Cang Knows
He looked down and saw that Lin Baiyan in his arms was completely stunned.
Lang Cang asked the most crucial question very cautiously, "So you don't know how to use it either?" His voice was soft and careful.
Lin Baiyan was hit squarely in the face, and looked up with a mournful expression, "I think, maybe, perhaps, really might not know how to use it..."
He gripped the Qiankun bag in his hand with a look of utter frustration.
Nai Bei was so happy about getting a bargain that she completely forgot she didn't know how to use this magical artifact at all.
Seeing his little partner's devastated expression, Lang Cang quickly comforted him, saying, "It's okay, it's okay. At least we have everything. We can study it slowly later."
He rescued the crushed Qiankun bag from Lin Baiyan's hands.
Lin Baiyan stared unhappily at the Qiankun bag in Lang Cang's hand. What was this called? It was like having millions of dollars in a safe at home, but not knowing the combination!
He glared at it again, unwilling to give up, then opened his palm to the wolf, "Give it to me, I'm not angry anymore."
Lang Cang curled the corners of his mouth and put the Qiankun bag back into Lin Baiyan's hand. "Don't worry, use this if you can, and if you can't, we still have the cart."
“You’ve done a great job. Don’t try to put all the pressure on yourself. You know, back in the day, we didn’t even have a basket, let alone a cart.”
"Everyone used animal skin bags to carry their supplies to the trading tribes for exchange."
In Lang Cang's opinion, their current conditions are too good. With such a convenient means of transportation, he would like to see which male beastman would dare to complain about being tired. They probably just want to be trained by him alone!
At that moment, the orcs patrolling near the tribe suddenly felt a chill and involuntarily shivered.
what happened?
Back in the tribe, Lang Cang's soothing words calmed Lin Baiyan down.
Life is about learning to make do.
Lin Baiyan suddenly realized that he was actually a little anxious, with the thought of the impending collapse and dissipation of the Beastman Continent weighing on his mind. He was actually very anxious.
This was completely different from what he had initially thought when he arrived here. He had intended to just get by and lie down whenever he could, but before he knew it, he was suddenly given a task and was pushed around to do all sorts of things.
"But baby, is there something you haven't told me yet?" Lang Cang narrowed his eyes dangerously and said slowly.
Lin Baiyan felt a little embarrassed when he suddenly heard Lang Cang's address. It was originally his pet name for the cubs, but he didn't know when Lang Cang had learned it and liked to call him "baby" when no one was around.
Lang Cang's handsome face suddenly moved closer to Lin Baiyan's, and a deep voice floated from his throat, "Hmm?"
Lin Baiyan was completely captivated by the close-up beauty filter, and his mind went blank for a moment. "Really? Really?"
He's already said everything he needed to say, so there shouldn't be anything else he's hiding from Lang Cang, right?
Seeing his little partner's bewildered and confused look, Lang Cang gently reached out and pinched his cheek. "Really not?"
"Let me remind you, baby, why are you so anxious?" Wolf Cang had noticed Lin Baiyan's problem a long time ago: he always took everything upon himself.
When doing good deeds, they don't think about how much credit they have received, but when something goes wrong, they blame themselves terribly.
Oh, right, he also has an exceptional tendency to overthink things. What Lang Cang considers a very small issue, Lin Baiyan can get himself completely stuck on.
"What are you afraid of, hmm?" Lang Cang coaxed softly.
After hearing Lang Cang's words, Lin Baiyan's eyes darted around, and she huddled in his arms, looking left and right, but refusing to look up at the male beastman's face.
How is he supposed to explain this to Lang Cang?
Is Lin Baiyan supposed to tell him: "Oh, the Orc Continent is about to perish. I was actually dragged here by the Orcs to work and save the Orc Continent. If we don't have enough faith power, we'll all perish together."
He was alright, after all, he had been given a second chance at life. But Lang Cang was a true native of this place. When he suddenly heard the news that his hometown was about to be destroyed, could he still remain calm like he was now?
Lin Baiyan's face was scrunched up in frustration. Lang Cang reached out and flicked his forehead with his finger. "Frowning again."
"It's obvious you have something on your mind. What, you're already partners but you still won't tell me?" Lang Cang blinked pitifully.
"Shouldn't partners be honest with each other?"
Seeing his "big dog" looking dejected, Lin Baiyan's morale began to waver.
Finally, he clenched his fist resolutely and said, "I have something to tell you."
Lin Baiyan's expression became unusually serious, and Lang Cang also dropped his playful demeanor. "You speak."
"Actually, I wasn't suddenly dragged here. The Beast God chose me to come to the Beastman Continent."
"Everything I'm doing now is to save this place..."
Lin Baiyan recounted, word by word, from the "Baidu Encyclopedia" ability he gained upon first entering the continent, to understanding his mission after encountering the Beast God, and finally to the drop of essence blood given to him by the Beast God.
He meticulously dissected himself, inside and out, and presented it to Lang Cang.
Lin Baiyan raised his right wrist and presented it to Lang Cang. "Can you see this? This is the mark I use to absorb the power of faith."
Lang Cang lowered his head; his fair wrist was smooth and flat, with no trace of the legendary epiphyllum mark.
He frowned. "Are you sure you really have it on your wrist?" He couldn't see anything.
Lin Baiyan glanced at Lang Cang with some suspicion, "That shouldn't be the case..."
He brought his wrist close to his eyes, and one of the petals in the white epiphyllum mark had solidified slightly. This meant that the power of faith that Lin Baiyan had drawn from the beastmen had been absorbed by the epiphyllum mark and transmitted to the depths of the earth.
Lang Cang shook his head slightly, rubbing his forehead, feeling that his beastly life was simply too fantastical.
The power of faith, the Qiankun Bag, Baidu Encyclopedia—each and every one of these things was constantly stimulating his nerves.
There are also rumors that the Orc continent is about to disappear.
Lang Cang had to admit that he was actually a little flustered.