Surrounded by Five Beast Lords novel Chapter 37

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he had iniginally thought the low-level training zone wouldn’t pose much risk. But after these two days and one might. combat suits had been added to her list of must-haves.

Dora decisively paid 12,000 starcoins and left the six mutant swamp crocodile hides to have six Level-4 combat suits made With an account balance of 18 800 starcoins left, she looked up, satished. She me Clive’s gaze, and a brilliant smile spread across her face.

She said. “We’ll keep the mutant swamp crocodile meat and the spike-tusked boar meat for ourselves to eat in the future I’ve noticed your appetites are shockingly huge. You were all holding back with that craghyena meat before, weren’t you?”

A faint ripple stirred in Clive’s eyes. He answered briefly, “Yeah.”

Dora shot him a look that said she knew it all along. She dusted off her clean hands and walked off ahead of Clive with a sway in her step.

She remarked, “Stick with me, and I’ll show you how to eat well, live well, and rake in the starcoins.”

Clive walked behind Dora with one hand in his pocket, his gaze locked on her back, giving a subtle smile.

Dora found Elmer, who had rested enough, and Lioren, who was already full of energy again. “We’ve hauled in a lot these past two days and one night, but it’s taken a lot out of us. Let’s head home and get a proper rest.”

Elmer let out a cheer. Clive no longer wore that icy expression. The corner of his mouth curved into a smirk.

Even Lioren, sprawled on the cushioned seat nearby, let out a lazy meow. His tail swept lightly over the back of the chair. and the warm evening sunlight reflected in his amber eyes, along with Dora’s bright smile.

As the sun set, their team headed toward the aircraft dock, carrying a full haul and a touch of exhaustion.

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single word the whole time, but they worked in perfect sync.

nowe md then fioren would perch on a ghtly higher pile of materials. He’d watch Clive hammer away, the tip of his oping the ground in rhythm as if supervising, or waiting for the next chance to help.

Ceme in the cooking mix. Dora, who was helping Elmer prepare the meal, looked up toward Clive’s side. She thought, Barfly coming really is something else. After two days and one night of fightfag, they can still put up a structure without

At for hooght Dors took a few handfuls of tender sweet potato leaves from her Spatial Realm. She mused, ‘I need to replenish my heet mated crystal energy. I’ll be counting on them for what’s ahead.

She won the out the leftover pasta and made a fragrant pot of fresh pasta.

Rimer marinate the areaks with this and pan-fry them later.” Dora handed Elmer a small jar filled with meat seasoning she had exchanged from the Universal Spacetime Barter System. “I’ll cook the pasta and get the soup simmering.”

Timer took the seasoning. Having Dora cook with him filled him with happiness and fired-up energy.

b frais gad, one side echoed with the clinking and hammering of tools and the occasional flicker of energy. The other side when with the sound of frying meat, the aroma of pasta, and the growing richness of the soup.

By the time the last dish was out, Clive’s temporary shower was also finished. He tested the water valve and the cooling module, made ure everything was running smoothly, then washed his hands and came over.

Dimer iad already laid out the fragrant pan-fried mutant swamp crocodile meat, the vivid green sweet potato leaves, the heary starp, and the steaming pasta on a flat metal sheet serving as a makeshift dinner table.

“Fire forext,” Khmer anneninced excitedly, his cheeks slightly flushed from the heat of the fire and his own enthusiasm. They am down around the table. Dora took the main seat. Clive sat in silence to her left. Elmer settled on her right.

Érten proped onto a raised box specially propped up beside Dora, where a small plate sat just for him. It was filled with chopped mramant swamp crocodile meat, a little bit of vegetables, and pasta.

“Wuerybie worked hard. Let’s dig in,” Dora said. She took the first sip of the honey water she had mixed for everyone

Carve bat down in silence, his gaze sweeping over the food before him. He picked up a piece of pan-fried mutant sal erorudde rotat and took a bite.

$t was crisp om the outside and tender on the inside, bursting with juices. The rich, savory flavor of the meat explodes

The folkcrystal energy it held spread through his system as he swallowed, nourishing the body that had foug 6 over the past two days.

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