Iron Has Been Smelted

"We have managed to smelt iron. The beastmen who took part in the iron-smelting process will receive it first!"

Roar!

The beastmen rejoiced, their cries of joy causing the layer of snow on top of the trees to fall to the ground with a thud. No matter how hot it was in the iron-smelting room, it couldn't surpass the beastmen's energy.

Becoming stronger was the males' lifelong goal!

Bai Qingqing was about to go to bed when she heard the beastmen's howls from outside.

After a while, Winston returned home smelling strongly of wood and smoke.

"You're finally back. The food's in the kitchen," Bai Qingqing said upon seeing him, worried that he was hungry. She didn't notice what he was holding.

When Winston entered the house, Bai Qingqing caught a whiff of the scent on his body, and her beautiful eyebrows knitted together slightly. "You didn't shower?"