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Chapter 91 – Are you going to get better soon, Mr. Food Reserve? (1)

The pain was gone, but it was replaced by a slight increased craving for food and a newfound thirst for bloodshed.

“… Ah.”

The change to his body was very obvious. Yuan Jue started mockingly laughing at himself. As he laughed, his heart felt increasingly pained and uneasy.

Look, it had been impossibly difficult for him to return to a normal, healthy, gray wolf that could happily live life with Ruan Qiuqiu. And yet, it was so easy and simple for him to degenerate into a fiend wolf.

Yuan Jue even had a hunch that if he continued accepting more of the fiend energy in his blood, he would be able to quickly get better and even have strong fighting power.

But once that happened, would he still be himself? Would he still remember his little wife? Would the existence of a human named Ruan Qiuqiu be lost from his memory?

When Ruan Qiuqiu woke up the next morning, it was already bright outside.

Mixed with the icy dust, the light outside peeked through the gaps in the animal skin curtain that wasn’t tightly stitched together. It was rare to see the cave lit with natural light.

She had a good night’s sleep last night. It was thanks to finally having a full meal last night, the temperature in the bedroom wasn’t low because of the burning firewood, and the stone bed was made of special material that kept it warmer than the surrounding air. Although she had helped Mr. Gray Wolf by sharing his pain before falling asleep, Ruan Qiuqiu didn’t feel any discomfort in her body when she woke up.

Her sleepiness hadn’t left yet, and Ruan Qiuqiu wasn’t in a hurry to get up. She closed her eyes and waited for the sleepiness to pass. She took her hand out from the animal skin blanket, which she had tightly wrapped around herself, and quietly reached out towards Mr. Gray Wolf. She wanted to touch his hand to check on his condition.

The burning firewood had almost burnt to nothing. As soon as Ruan Qiuqiu slipped her hand out from the animal skin blanket, she shivered from the cold.

She didn’t open her eyes and just groped her way to Mr. Gray Wolf’s side. By the time her hand finally crossed the distance of half a meter and got to Mr. Gray Wolf’s blanket, the drowsy Ruan Qiuqiu felt as if a century had passed.

Going in the direction of the fur, she moved her hand down to look for the wolf’s hand.

However, she had run her hand up and down the animal skin and didn’t find Mr. Gray Wolf’s arm. She only touched the several holes he had made in the animal skin for some inexplicable reason.

Ruan Qiuqiu: “…?”

She resumed her fumbling to find his hand, but her arm wasn’t long enough. After moving her hand over the animal skin for a long time, she still didn’t touch Mr. Gray Wolf’s big hand.

Yuan Jue had been up all night due to pain, struggling over what decision to make, and trying to figure out his special feelings for Ruan Qiuqiu. He was about to fall asleep when he felt a cold draft over his back. When he heard the rustling sound made by Ruan Qiuqiu, a trace of pink gradually spread over his cheeks.

He tried to skirt his way to the side of the bed without her notice. His silvery-gray ears shook.

His little wife had just woken up. What did she want to do to him as soon as she woke up? He had clearly held her hand for a long time last night. Why was she still not… satiated?

“Huh?” Failing to touch Mr. Gray Wolf, Ruan Qiuqiu got worried that there was a repeat of last time when he had snuck away to lead that fiend away. Alarmed, she fully woke up and instinctively sat up.

The wolf that almost couldn’t keep his arm up and was about to put it down: “…”

Ruan Qiuqiu apprehensively turned to look. She was relieved when she saw that Mr. Gray Wolf was in the same position as last night. He was just closer to the edge of the bed than usual.

Translator Ramblings: “The pain was gone, but it was replaced by a slight increased craving for food and a newfound thirst for bloodshed.” I think this could be interpreted as his body/fiend energy wanting him to go out and hunt in order to replace the energy used to speed up the healing of his injury and there’s nothing innately malevolent about it.