Chapter 101: Chapter 101: Overbearing CEO vs. Gentle Second Male Lead?

Upon hearing that the damp and cold night could dissolve the salt, Finn Arcanus and the others were so frightened they shivered all over, instantly losing any desire to watch the commotion.

They began frantically moving the salt to the communal cave.

The Beastmen present also lent a hand.

After all, this was incredibly precious salt; if it all dissolved, there’d be nowhere left to cry.

Corbin Crowley, Rhys Blackwood, Kian Sterling, Zeke Veridian, and Malachi Arcanus also shifted their attention, each stepping forward to help.

Luna Sutton let out a sigh of relief, thankfully having temporarily distracted them.

Before she could feel relieved, the System’s annoying voice echoed beside her ear.

“Ding! Host, please don’t try to avoid the task~ The seven-day countdown has already begun, and failing the task means no rewards~”

She nearly rolled her eyes, cursing internally: “Stupid System, urging me like a spirit, isn’t there still seven days? Why the hurry?”

Inside, she wondered how to complete this task.

She discreetly glanced at Rhys Blackwood, noticing his cold expression as he efficiently moved the salt, as if the previous conversation never happened.

His profile was sharp, his nose high and prominent, thin lips tightly pursed, exuding an air that warned others to keep away.

She felt a shiver in her heart; this guy had zero emotions, colder than the Arctic ice.

What crap task was being assigned?

Knowing the System’s nature, it would undoubtedly soon assign her tasks to mate with Kian Sterling, Zeke Veridian, and Malachi Arcanus.

Suddenly feeling a bit displeased, she internally grumbled: “Stupid System, are you trying to push me onto the path of being a ’player’? First Corbin Crowley, then Rhys Blackwood, is it going to be Kian Sterling, Zeke Veridian, and Malachi Arcanus taking turns next?”

The System chuckled slyly, responding: “Host, this is for the sake of your happy life. Plus, aren’t you quite enjoying it? Corbin Crowley is the domineering CEO type, Rhys Blackwood is the icy and aloof type, Kian Sterling is a gentle charmer, Zeke Veridian is the cool fairy man, Malachi Arcanus is the wild wolf king—aren’t they all top-tier hotties? Not only can you enjoy life, but you also get rewards, isn’t that great?”

Luna Sutton’s mouth twitched a few times, “Enjoy my ass! You’re pushing me into a pit. You think this is still a dating sim? This is reality! Reality! They’re all Beastmen, who transform at the slightest disagreement. I don’t want to wake up one night to find myself wrapped by a giant python, or pounced by a huge wolf; it’s terrifying…”

The forms of the other Beast Husbands were tolerable, but Rhys Blackwood’s form was truly hard to accept.

Snakes are cold and terrifying to look at.

The System laughed more lasciviously: “Host, don’t pretend—don’t I know what you’re thinking?”

Exposed by the System, she embarrassingly dug her toes into the ground, rolled her eyes, and lazily ignored it without speaking further.

Just then, Kian Sterling returned after moving the salt, an ambiguous smile on his androgynous face, his fox-like eyes slightly narrowed as though he could see through everything.

“Cynthia.”

He softly spoke, his voice like a gentle spring breeze, so tender it made one feel good, “You seem to have something on your mind; is it because of what happened earlier? It’s okay, if you don’t want to stay with Corbin Crowley, you can refuse, no one can force you.”

Listening to Kian Sterling’s voice soft enough to squeeze water from, she felt a shiver inside.

The softer this fox smiled, the deeper the hidden daggers.

She quickly waved her hands, laughing dryly: “Haha, nothing, nothing, I don’t have anything on my mind. Oh, Kian Sterling, could you help me move these things back to the cave?”

Pointing to the ground full with baskets, rattan frames, and wooden barrels, all packed with the goods she collected from the cliff base.

There’s blood honey, chilies, various herbs, dried long-horned beans, dried mushrooms, etc.

Five or six wooden barrels casually placed, all filled with Stalactites, hardly any spilled even after a bumpy journey, still more than half a barrel left.

Kian Sterling looked at the fully packed baskets, rattan frames, wooden barrels with a glimmer of amusement in his foxy eyes, and still tender as water, “Of course, I’ll move them back for you right away.”

As he spoke, he bent to shoulder a fully packed rattan frame, and before he could move the stuff back to Luna Sutton’s cave.

Corbin Crowley suddenly stepped up, spontaneously uttering: “Move them to my cave, she’ll be living with me from now on.”

Kian Sterling’s movement paused, his smile froze instantly.

Soon after, he returned to his gentle demeanor, though a barely perceptible coldness appeared in his eyes.

He gently put down the rattan frame, turned to Corbin Crowley, his voice still calm: “Oh? Corbin Crowley, is this your idea or Cynthia’s?”

Corbin Crowley raised an eyebrow, silver eyes flashing with provocation, his tone domineering: “Naturally it’s my idea, and hers.”

Beside them, Luna Sutton listened as she got chills at the back of her neck, internally grumbling crazily: “Hey hey hey, what drama are you two performing with the domineering CEO versus gentle second male lead plotline? Am I the heroine or the cannon fodder? Could you account for my feelings as the main party involved?”

She quickly stepped out to mediate, forcing an awkward yet polite smile onto her face, “Uh… Corbin Crowley, I think it’d be better for us to live separately, after all… distance creates beauty, right?”

Corbin Crowley raised an eyebrow, playfully gazing at her: “Distance creates beauty? The distance between us seems quite far already, anymore, and I fear it’d create estrangement.”

Her mouth twitched, when did this annoying man become so eloquent? Before, he was quite venomous, speaking in ways that angered without remorse. Who’d have thought after those days at the cliff base, he’d sound pleasant now.

Men really were creatures of instinct.

Racking her brain, she was at a loss for an answer.

Zeke Veridian suddenly butted in, curiously: “What’s up with you guys; don’t tell me you genuinely took a liking to her?”

Pointing at Luna Sutton, he’d a puzzled look on his face.

Though the chubby woman had become prettier, and could whip up incredibly delicious food, even discovering The Salt Lake.

But was she charming enough to argue over living with her?

Did the chubby woman have such charisma? Why didn’t he feel it?

Mostly, he simply craved her dishes.

Corbin Crowley and Kian Sterling’s expressions froze instantly, them liking Luna Sutton, how was that possible?

The surrounding air felt nearly frozen.

With a thunderstruck expression, Luna Sutton showed a few awkward moments on her face, quietly glancing at Zeke Veridian.

True to his sharp tongue, his line directly dissolved the chaotic scene.

Though it sounded unkind, it practically resolved the current situation effectively.

Almost like hitting the mark by accident.

She coughed twice, pretending calmness, loudly saying: “Well, hehe, I’m fine living alone, you don’t have to bother with these baskets, I’ll move them myself.”

Saying this, she quickly lifted a basket filled with dried long-horned beans, hurried off, moving fast.

These were dried long-horned beans, not particularly heavy, just bulky in size.

Corbin Crowley and Kian Sterling wanted to step forward to help, but due to Zeke Veridian’s earlier, ’don’t tell me you like her’ comment, they awkwardly remained frozen in place.

Wanting to help but couldn’t, not helping felt odd too.

Rhys Blackwood glanced faintly at them both, but didn’t speak.

Instead, he casually lifted two barrels filled with Stalactites and followed Luna Sutton.

This stuff was quite heavy, probably beyond her strength.

As for Zeke Veridian’s words, he didn’t care less.

Malachi Arcanus stood by, coldly watching this chaotic scene farce, the corners of his mouth slightly lifting in disdainful cold smile.

High nose, deep eyes, upright physique, with eight-pack abs barely visible under the beast-skin clothing, exuding untamed wild charisma.

Being solitary by nature, disliking mingling, and feeling superior to trivial rivalries.

He watched Luna Sutton rapidly depart carrying a basket, feeling amused within.

This chubby woman, once lazy, greedy, and unattractively gross, now was growing prettier, and her personality more interesting.

Though she still seemed irksome, at least not revolting as before.

“Hey, Luna Sutton.”

Malachi Arcanus suddenly spoke, voice deep and magnetic, “Let me move these back for you—just make me something delicious in return?”

These days he’d craved well, now she’d returned, naturally expecting a delicious meal from her.

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