Chapter 94

As this small-scale external hunting expedition came to an end, not only did the available food increase within the settlement, but there were also more materials that could be utilized. The bird feathers that Cloudy had requested them to bring back were also collected in abundance, with two large bags of feathers all piled up in her house. The night the external hunt ended was the brightest night Cloudy had ever witnessed.

The locals lit a huge bonfire in the square next to the factory building, lighting small fires along the way all the way to the settlement gate. This seemed to be a custom of theirs - upon obtaining a large catch or a substantial amount of food, they would "light a path" at night, at least according to Titus' translation. This was done to allow their fellow tribespeople who had sacrificed in the rainforest to follow the light back to the settlement, briefly celebrating together.

In addition to lighting numerous fires, the mothers were busy preparing smoked meat that night. It is worth mentioning that Cloudy tried applying spices to some of the smoked meat, which naturally attracted the attention of the locals, and afterwards the Matriarch specifically pulled Cloudy aside to inquire about the method of making the spices.

Everyone in the settlement was extremely busy these days, allocating food and materials, treating injured hunters, drawing maps for the next external hunt, planning directions and timings... In short, Cloudy couldn't get involved in this part of things, and Titus was also called out every day for discussions, so their time together was basically only at night in bed.

Cloudy found it a bit strange, she had never considered it before... why did she naturally end up sleeping with Titus every night? That guy had such a high body temperature, sleeping together at night was torture.

"Cloudy, I'm going out." Titus stood at the door waving to the pensive woman sitting on the bed. "Bye."

"Bye" was Cloudy's mother tongue. In recent days, Cloudy couldn't help but blurt out "Bye" to Titus leaving in the morning, which led to the wild man mimicking her and saying the same to her every morning. The scene was particularly eerie, like a dream... a two-meter-tall wild man in animal skins, each eye with three pupils... grinning and saying goodbye, a sight that seemed like something you'd see after eating too many mushrooms.

“Why aren't you saying anything?” Since she didn't get a response, the wild man didn't leave and raised his voice to the bewildered Cloudy sitting on the bed, “Goodbye!”

"Uh... goodbye." Cloudy yawned, leaned back, and fell back onto the bed. She thought Titus would leave obediently after saying goodbye, but she had barely closed her eyes to sleep when she was suddenly lifted up from the bed.

"What are you doing!" Startled, Cloudy opened her eyes in panic, looking at the wild man lifting her up in mid-air. "Let me go, put me down."

Titus made a grunting sound, squinting his eyes and wrinkling his nose. His arm raised Cloudy up and down.
Huang: "These days, Cloudy has been acting very strange towards me. She doesn't speak, doesn't smile. Why?"

Is that so? Cloudy was uncomfortable with Huang and had to kick Titus in the chest, trying to make him let go as if kicking a stone wall: "No, not strange."

"Strange!"

"Not strange!!"

Titus started to growl, making gurgling sounds in his throat: "She speaks less, doesn't look at me. When I talk, Cloudy doesn't respond! At night, she always pushes me with her hands and kicks me with her feet."

That's because you're too hot... The temperature has been rising these days, making Cloudy restless. It's much hotter than the few months she spent crossing over. Yesterday, she barely did anything and spent the day near the pond in the settlement.

Cloudy doesn't deny that she hasn't been feeling great these days, but she didn't realize it was so obvious.

"Cloudy, eating less. Sleeping less..." Titus's shoulders drooped as he slowly placed Cloudy back on the bed, squatting by her feet. He knew Cloudy had a lot to do every day, making warm houses and newborn warm clothes, not to mention the backyard plants and various tools she never seemed to stop working on. "Are you tired?"

After some thought, Titus added, "Are you tired, or do you dislike me?"

Cloudy couldn't help but laugh briefly, which made Titus relax a bit. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." She raised her hand to cover her forehead, slightly concerned by Titus's reminder. Was her low spirits due to the sudden rise in temperature? If that's the case, she planned to rest for the next few days. Working long hours in high temperatures wasn't good for her; she couldn't afford to fall ill in this environment.

"It's too hot." Besides resting, Cloudy decided to do something else, "Tonight, let's rest separately." Titus's body was like a furnace, and they couldn't sleep together at night.

Afraid that Cloudy might be uncomfortable, although he was unhappy, Titus held back. He knew better than anyone that Cloudy couldn't stand the heat. "So, Cloudy rests, and I go out?"

"Mm." She patted Titus's big head, with his fluffy, tangled hair. She couldn't help but pat him a little harder, "Go out! By the way, you're going on the next hunt, right? Did you discuss it with the lady of the house?"

"Yes, not far. A herd was spotted in the southeast direction last time, there might be a good catch along the way." Titus grabbed Cloudy's hand that kept patting his head, pinched it slightly, and laughed when Cloudy let out a short, sharp scream, "Rest, Cloudy."

"Okay." Although her hand hurt a bit from the pinch, this strange interaction made the usually dull Cloudy feel happy. The two of them...
The heads were very close... as if by some strange impulse, she leaned over and planted a kiss on his large forehead.

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"..."

The wild man clearly didn't understand the meaning of this gesture, tilting his head to look at Cloudy: "Is Cloudy going to eat my head?"

Would that taste good?

Seeing Cloudy's puzzled expression, she couldn't help but lean in again. This time, instead of a kiss, she opened her mouth and bit Titus's forehead: "Not eating, Titus's head smells."

"Cloudy smells too!" Although not understanding the meaning, Titus noticed Cloudy's cheeks turning red. Based on their past interactions, red cheeks meant Cloudy was very happy or liked playing with him. So, thinking this act of nibbling on foreheads must signify something in her community, Titus decided to immediately follow suit, leaning in and quickly taking a bite of Cloudy's forehead.

...

Wowben carried a bunch of materials brought by Cloudy, heading towards Cloudy's house. Before she could get close, she heard screams coming from the direction of the house. The sound was so piercing that Wowben had to run as fast as she could, shouting, "Cloudy! Cloudy! What's wrong with Cloudy!!"

Soon, she saw two figures darting out of the house. Leading the way was Titus, followed by a squealing Cloudy clutching her forehead. Cloudy was shouting in a completely unfamiliar language, which Wowben couldn't understand, but judging from her expression and angry tone, she was definitely cursing.

In contrast to Cloudy, Titus was laughing loudly, leisurely running ahead of Cloudy: "Cloudy smells too! Not tasty!"

"*......%&&%......%&!!" Cloudy roared in a strange language, and the two of them chased each other until they reached Wowben, circling around her as if she were a pillar.

"Wowben, move aside!" An angry Cloudy dropped her hand from her forehead, snatched a long stick from Wowben's arms, and waved it at Titus. After removing her hand, the once-"pure white" forehead of the local compared to the locals had two neat rows of teeth marks, with the skin around the marks turning red. Judging from the shape of the marks, it could only have been Titus who bit her.

Titus bent over, dodging Cloudy behind Wowben left and right. However, since both Wowben and Titus were tall locals, Cloudy found herself faced with an additional stone wall: "Wowben, move away quickly!"

"Titus is grabbing me!" Wowben naturally wanted to move away, the swinging stick almost hitting her shoulder several times, but Titus held her so tightly that she couldn't move.

Finally, in the chaos of tugging and pulling, Wowben stumbled and knocked down Cloudy, causing Titus to be pulled forward by Wowben's weight and fall.
Three people rolled into a ball on the muddy ground...

Cloudy, despite feeling uncomfortable under the weight, used all her strength to crawl out from underneath, rushing to hug Titus's head... With wild eyes, the savage began to crazily gnaw on his forehead.

"Ouch! Cloudy, it hurts! Stop biting! Ahhh!!" Titus dared not push Cloudy away forcefully, so he could only hold her and roll around on the ground, trying to get her to release her grip through pleading, "Head stinks! Not tasty!" But Cloudy, in her frenzy, paid no attention, her forehead still throbbing painfully.

The commotion finally ended as Cloudy exhausted herself, leaving rows of bite marks on Titus's forehead from their "battle," resembling a tattoo. Cloudy had no energy left to laugh, only lying on the ground, pointing at Titus's forehead and making panting sounds.

“Why fight..." Waben trembled as he got up, joining Titus in collecting the materials scattered from their play. After lying down for a while, Cloudy also got up to help tidy up, saying, "Titus, annoying."

"Not annoying, Cloudy is annoying."

"Titus is annoying."

"Cloudy is annoying!"

The two of them started arguing again and ended up rolling around on the ground playfully. Waben could see sweat dripping from Cloudy's forehead. After collecting the materials, the second round of play between Titus and Cloudy came to an end. This time, Cloudy had no energy left, and Titus picked her up from the ground, saying, "Titus wins, Cloudy loses."

"Let's go." Titus turned to Waben. "We'll take Cloudy and the materials back home."

"...&%&" Cloudy muttered in a language that neither of them understood. Titus knew Cloudy was probably saying something unpleasant, so he gently patted her head with his other hand to calm her down, "You lost, but Cloudy, you're very strong."

That praise didn't sound like praise at all!

The exercise just now was undoubtedly too much. Under Titus's arm, she felt like a fish just pulled out of a lake, her eyes seeing stars. Though tired, the low blood pressure time from waking up early had disappeared. She still couldn't figure out how Titus turned their cozy kissing time into mutual nibbling!

Damn it, the savage truly doesn't understand romance.