Chapter 616: The Temptress's Invitation

aight towards them.Qiao Bao'er is a very sensitive person. She might have also noticed footsteps approaching from behind. She was accustomed to hiding her vulnerability, so she immediately let go of Z...Since Samba took in Jo Bao'er, Samba's life gradually entered a period of 'comfortable living'.

He used to be so busy all day long, just working for food. When he got lucky, his meals would be better, but normally he was half-starved.

And now that food is plentiful, he has dug many traps and pits in the forest. Small animals like pheasants and rabbits who fall into these pits become their meals.

Samba no longer had to run around for food in the forest. He just needed to inspect his traps and pits. When prey fell in, he would go down and pick it up. Little by little, he could collect dozens of pheasants and rabbits every day. He lived a carefree life like a landlord collecting rent.

But what made Samba even happier was that the cub he had rescued had recently gained some weight and its skin color wasn't as ugly anymore. Though still very skinny, it was getting healthier every day.

Yes, Qiao Baoer has gained weight recently and tanned. Her originally fair and smooth skin has become wheat-colored, her hands, arms, and legs are more muscular and strong than before, and her reflexes have also become quicker.

Today, Qiao Bao'er also followed Samba to the forest to inspect their traps. Like a landlord, she looked into the pits to see if there were any prey and casually rearranged the branches as cover, then put some cherry tomatoes as bait.

Sambo had a thick, bushy beard and a pair of dark, piercing eyes like those of a wild animal. From afar, his tall and massive frame was evident, revealing his muscular and gnarled chest, his thick arms, and a powerful aura that permeated his entire being. His skin was tanned and rough, and he wore only a leopard skin around his waist. His long legs were as thick as elephant trunks. Just one glance at him made you realize Sambo was more dangerous than a tiger or a leopard.

Qiao Bao'er had never thought that a creature as frightening and dangerous as Samba could also smile.

Qiao Bao'er was extremely shocked, her expression a mix of disbelief. She looked at Samba, his full beard covering his face, making it impossible to read his facial expressions. However, his eyes were clearly relaxed and content. As they walked through the forest, Samba turned his head and gave her a smile.

Qiao Bao'er froze in place.

Samba seems to be in a good mood these days.

Although Qiao Baier doesn't know if the wild man has a 'brain', whether the wild man feels bad or not, whether the wild man has emotions and thoughts, there should be. Just born babies have emotions, and so do dogs.

"...Why is he so happy"

Qiao Baor was puzzled, but Samba's good mood benefited her. If Samba got angry, his big fist could flatten her.

Today, their harvest was plentiful. They had eighteen pheasants, sixteen wild rabbits, and even a wild boar roaring in the pit at the bottom.

This really made her laugh, especially seeing the wild boar fall into the pit and unable to climb out, squealing loudly. Qiao Baoer laughed brightly, "Next time, dig more pits on sunny slopes and put a bunch of fruits that wild boars like..."

Animals like wild boars, which are quite ferocious, can injure Samba when he catches them. His rough, dark skin makes the wounds less noticeable. Getting injured while hunting is common for him. To catch wild boars this way, waiting passively like that, is practically giving them a welcome mat.

Sampa seemed also surprised to see the wild boar tumble into the pit.

Although he didn't understand the language Qiao Bao'er was speaking, Samba would always look at her with especially earnest eyes every time she spoke, as if he could understand.

Qiao Bao'er has a rich expression and she makes exaggerated gestures. Plus, Samba is "smart," he can always quickly understand what she means to represent.

A primitive wild man and a modern man, they live together, working in perfect harmony.

Today, I've caught so many prey. Qiao Ba'er is such a lazy fellow. Anyway, there are always prey every day, so it's better to let them go. I'm too lazy to bring them all back.

Samba is different. Samba was abandoned by his tribe when he was born. As soon as he was weaned, he was thrown into the forest to fend for himself. If he hadn't been lucky, he would have been someone else's meal long ago. He is used to eating when he can and going hungry when he can't, so he treasures food especially.

In the world of wild men, the law of survival is that food represents everything.

All the prey Sambaa hunted today will be taken back to the cave.

"...I can't do that, I can only carry two pheasants at most." Qiao Baoer refused to work.

She is usually full after eating a quarter of a chicken a day, why would she bring so much prey back Raising them is troublesome and they can't be finished. There are daily harvests anyway.

Sambo is very obsessed with food. I don't know if it's because he's been hanging out with Qiao Baoer recently, but Sambo seems to have gotten smarter.

Samba pulled up a tree about two meters tall, a type of poplar with a straight trunk and few branches, as thick as a hand.

Deep in the forest, there are many trees that are over a hundred years old. Like banyan trees, they are deeply rooted, and many of their roots hang down. These old tree roots are very flexible and strong, and Samba often uses them to bind his prey.

The prey wasn't killed, but rather individual pheasants and rabbits were bound together with old tree roots and then tied to that straight tree pole, like a string of game tied on both ends of a yoke. Samba carried it on his shoulders.

Joanne was surprised, "When did you become so intelligent"

He even knows how to use a tree branch as a pole, stringing all these prey together and carrying them back.

But there was also a wild boar weighing over 300 pounds. Its hooves were tied, but this wild boar was too ferocious and kept struggling and shaking. Samba, although large in stature, seemed strained carrying so much prey.

"Forget it, I'm not going to bother with this wild boar."

Qiao Baoer pointed at the wild boar, watching especially carefully its sharp and dangerous tusks.

Samba stood still, his eyes seeming hesitant as well. Just then, Samba suddenly tensed up, glaring fiercely in the direction to his left.

Qiao Bao'er was oblivious at first. By the time she reacted, she heard a noise coming from inside the tree to her left.

Jo Bao'er just wanted to stretch her neck to get a clearer look, but Samba's big hand pulled her behind him and hid her. After a while, they actually saw three wild men passing by.

A sturdy, bearded adult male savage, an adult female savage with a full bosom, and a slightly slender young one about the same height as Jo.

It seems like a family of three, like wild people.

Jo Bao'er hid behind Samba, peeking curiously. She was astonished; she hadn't seen anyone besides Samba in ages.

Last time they went to the tribal market, the tribespeople interacted quite a lot. However, Samba was rather solitary and preferred to live on the outskirts.

At first, Samba ignored the family of wild people. It was the female wild person among them who approached Samba. Qiao Baoer felt that this female wild person looked at Samba with burning, ingratiating eyes.

They spoke in their native tongue. The adult female wildman was very voluptuous, and she seemed quite excited as she chatted animatedly with Samba, though Samba remained his usual calm and collected self, responding with a few indifferent words.

Then an adult male Neanderthal approached, reaching out to pull his female companion. But the woman was clearly more assertive, and she roared at him in anger—like a wife exasperated with her husband's weakness. It seemed that in this instance, power lay with the females, as is typical of matriarchal societies.

Qiao Ba'er quietly watched the female savage fawn over Samba while angrily berating her male companion. She couldn't help but wonder if she was trying to seduce Samba.

In terms of physique, Samba was indeed more robust than her male Neanderthal companion. While the Neanderthals were typically obscured by thick beards, making their features indistinct, Samba possessed a sharper, more spirited gaze. She radiated youth and allure.

And now the Sambas are actually more "intelligent", they can hunt and catch more food, making them the new elite among the wild people.

This savage woman is planning to abandon her husband and seduce Samba murmured, his voice low and husky, as he stayed pressed against her.In the past, he would rush out of bed in the mornings. Now, holding this soft body, and indulging himself recklessly, a married man...