Shaking her storage pouch, Mu Qingyun frowned. She had quite a few good things in this little pouch, but it seemed like the storage space wasn't quite enough.
Looking down at the pouch, she turned and headed toward the cave.
Putting the storage pouch issue aside for the moment, her focus shifted back to the oranges and the tree.
She definitely wouldn't keep such good things all to herself. The oranges could be like the lemons—if she quietly placed them in the water, they could help everyone replenish some vitamins.
As for the tree, although the plant was relatively small, it could still be useful. She could slip it into the house to reinforce the foundation.
"Why did you come out by yourself?"
Su was standing at the cave entrance, seemingly waiting for her.
Her thoughts drifted back to her previous life, when she still lived in a tiny broken temple.
Back then, when she went out hunting, her little brother would always sit at the temple entrance, curling up his small body. Whenever he saw her, he'd immediately tilt his head back, flashing a big smile with his white teeth, sweetly calling, "Sister."
"I just went for a walk, and to see if there was anything edible," she softly replied to Su's gaze.
Upon hearing this, Su raised an eyebrow. "Don't we have plenty of supplies already? Besides, hunting and cooking—that's what we're for."
"Okay." She nodded, not refusing the offer.
Back inside the cave, returning to her spot, she rubbed the pouch at her waist and glanced over at Xiong Ruoyou.
"Mu Ge, what's up?"
Noticing her gaze, Xiong Ruoyou looked up, puzzled.
"Xiong, do you have any other storage pouches on you?" Mu Qingyun hesitated for a moment, then softly said, "I want a bigger storage pouch."
"Yeah, I've got plenty!" Xiong Ruoyou quickly walked over, excited to help, and pulled out all the storage pouches she had.
"Because I like collecting little things, I never leave my storage pouches behind. My dad bought me a lot. You take a look and see which one you want."
She started picking up the pouches one by one, showing them off: "This one looks really nice—it's a collaboration between 'Some Sheep' and 'Some Big Wolf,' though the quality isn't great."
"This one too, also a collaboration. Quality's okay, but the storage space isn't very big."
"Ah, and this one—see this little bear? My big teacher embroidered it by hand. The quality and space are great, but it means a lot to me personally. Let's pick a different one."
[Wow, Black Bear sister is really rich—a second-generation wealthy kid!]
[Didn't you hear? Her family runs a security company. Isn't she definitely rich?]
[Am I the only one focusing on that collaboration pouch? That's so expensive—I couldn't afford that with ten years' salary.]
[Hah, there are lots of rich kids in this military academy trial; I've already learned to ignore their unconscious showing off.]
[Waaah, I want that pouch too. Black Bear sister, can you give it to me?]
[Upstairs, it's not even dark yet—you're just daydreaming.]
...
"Just pick any one." Mu Qingyun looked at the colorful pouches, feeling a bit dizzy.
Aren't these supposed to be practical? Why are there so many flashy ones?
"No way, you have to get the best." Xiong Ruoyou shook her head, seriously continuing to pick pouches.
Seeing this, Mu Qingyun didn't say more, just watched as Xiong Ruoyou talked to herself while showing her different pouches.
Finally, Xiong Ruoyou picked one from the pile of flashy pouches and handed it over. "Mu Ge, take this one. It looks good, and the quality and space are both excellent."
"Alright, thank you." Mu Qingyun gratefully accepted it. She was truly thankful that when she asked for a storage pouch, Xiong Ruoyou took the effort to carefully choose one for her.
She was lucky to have such teammates.
[Someone's coming outside.]
[Who are they?]
[Don't know.]
Everyone in the cave was resting, but suddenly these messages popped up on Mu Qingyun's screen.
Startled, she looked up toward the cave entrance and indeed saw four figures approaching.
They kept walking in, apparently unaware someone was inside, thinking they'd found a good place to settle.
"Huh? Someone's here?" A woman with fox ears raised her brow, puzzled.
Beside her were a snake-man who looked somewhat like Fan Xuanye, a petite, cute girl like a next-door neighbor, and a woman with a pair of wings.
The snake-man who resembled Fan Xuanye froze upon seeing him, then snapped out of it and sneered disdainfully, "Yo, isn't that my bro?"
"Bro?"
Hearing that, everyone's eyes turned to Fan Xuanye.
Fan Xuanye himself showed a calm expression, staring blankly at Fan Yunche. "I'm not your brother."
"Heh," Fan Yunche sneered. "Why are you pretending? Your mom ran off with some random man. What are you pretending for?"
Hmm?
The insult made Mu Qingyun frown, and her eyes also turned cold as she looked at Fan Yunche.
Naturally, Fan Xuanye wouldn't hold back. Without saying a word, his legs suddenly transformed into a serpent's body. His vertical pupils glared fiercely as he lunged toward Fan Yunche.
"Yunche!" Seeing them fight, the fox woman shouted, rushing forward and staring fixedly at Fan Xuanye. Pink pupils started forming star shapes.
Fox—could that be a charm technique?
Mu Qingyun raised her eyebrow and quickly stepped forward, intending to grab the fox woman's arm, but the woman twisted sideways, and Mu Qingyun ended up grabbing her tail instead.
The soft, fluffy sensation transmitted through Mu Qingyun's palm—it was really soft and fluffy to the touch.
"Ah!"
The fox woman screamed as her tail was grabbed. She withdrew the energy from her pink eyes and kicked hard at Mu Qingyun's hand.
Mu Qingyun quickly pulled back her hand, narrowly dodging the kick.
"You pervert, grabbing my tail!"
Yue Hu snapped angrily, full of rage in her eyes.
"I swear I didn't mean to," Mu Qingyun said, rubbing her hand. The soft fluffy feeling still lingered.
But Yue Hu saw her rubbing motion and immediately guessed what she was thinking, her pink eyes full of anger. "Yeah, right, like I'd believe you!"
[Wow, such a soft fluffy big tail.]
[Mu Ge's quite the flirt, with so many at home, yet still hitting on others. What a scumbag.]
[Exactly, with so many beauties at home, and still going out to flirt.]