Transmigrated to the Beastman World as a Veterinarian – CH132

The He’an Tribe had become much cleaner and more beautiful, a change so striking that even the residents were unaccustomed to it—let alone visitors from other tribes.

As people gathered in the clearing to chat, they often said things like, “I’ve lived here my whole life, but I never thought our tribe would look like this one day.”

“Well, do you like it? Do you prefer the new look or the old one?”

“What kind of question is that? Of course, I like it now! It’s clean and pretty. Just looking at the tribe every day makes me feel happy.”

“Same here. No matter how exhausted I am after hunting, coming back to the tribe makes it all worth it.”

“And speaking of pretty, Jian Mo’s house has to be the nicest one, right?”

Hearing his name, Jian Mo smiled and nodded. He liked his house too—it was spacious, bright, and fully equipped, almost like a villa.

There was no denying it: the use of lime and cement had significantly elevated construction standards.

“I’m starting to save materials with Di Ya. Hopefully, we’ll build a house like Jian Mo’s in five years.”

“Five years? I’ll settle for ten.”

“My family’s saving up too, but there’s no rush. Now that we have toilets, the house feels much more comfortable. We can wait to build a new one.”

Jian Mo carried a basket of vegetables to the clearing to sort through them. Once done, he headed home.

The children playing in the tribe spotted him and ran over. “Brother Jian Mo! Are Chirpy and Ying Ao back?”

Jian Mo smiled and nodded. “They are, playing in the side yard.”

The children’s eyes lit up. “Can we go play with them?”

“Of course,” Jian Mo said. “Just be careful.”

Ying Ao didn’t actively engage with the children, but it had a gentle temperament. It didn’t get upset even when the children clung to it—unlike Chirpy, who would push the kids away with its big rump when annoyed. Occasionally, a disagreement would escalate, and Chirpy would sulk and ignore the children for days.

Ying Ao, by contrast, remained unbothered no matter how the children played, which only made them like it more over time.

As the children surrounded Jian Mo, they chattered away about the latest happenings in the tribe.

Life in the tribe was full of small but fascinating events, and hearing them from the children gave them a fresh perspective. Even stories Jian Mo had already heard felt different as he listened while walking home with the children in the warm glow of the setting sun.

On their way back, Jian Mo noticed Jiang Xing picking up fallen branches and leaves from the ground and holding them tightly. Smiling, Jian Mo asked, “What’s that for?”

Jiang Xing hesitated before replying, “They’re too messy on the ground. I’m picking them up to burn later.”

Jian Mo hadn’t expected the children to take it upon themselves to keep the tribe clean. Unable to resist, he patted Jiang Xing’s head. “Good boy.”

Jiang Xing blushed, but his eyes sparkled with pride.

Once they reached home, Jian Mo sent the children to play in the sideyard.

The sideyard of Jian Mo’s house had been expanded to include two beast pens, where Chirpy and Ying Ao lived. Freshwater had even been diverted from the mountains to provide them with a steady drinking supply.

The living conditions for the two winged beasts were now exceptionally luxurious, making it a comfortable place for the children to play as well.

The children played in the sideyard until dusk, only heading home after bidding Jian Mo goodbye.

Jian Mo, who had been cooking in the kitchen, noticed it was getting late. He brought a small wooden stool outside and began shelling beans while waiting.

After a long while, as the village filled with the scent of cooking, Wu Jiong returned in his giant wolf form, carrying a basket in his mouth.

Jian Mo hurried to meet him, taking the basket and scolding him fondly. “Why did you carry this in your mouth the whole way? Isn’t it tiring? Couldn’t you strap it to your back?”

The giant wolf replied, “It’s a basket of Chaoyang Fruits. If I’d put it on my back, it would’ve jostled too much and damaged them.”

Unable to resist, Jian Mo leaned in and kissed the wolf’s snout. “Did you get these from the Meng Shui Tribe?”

The wolf nodded.

Jian Mo glanced at the basket. Inside were translucent, round fruits that gleamed like the morning sun or ripened persimmons.

He picked one up, brought it to his nose, and inhaled deeply. The sweet fragrance filled his senses.

Carrying the basket into the kitchen, Jian Mo fetched a bucket of water. “Go take a bath first. Dinner will be ready when you’re done.”

“I’ll get the water,” Wu Jiong offered.

Their bathroom, combined with the toilet, was now fully functional and located just behind the kitchen.

Bathing at home was much more convenient than going to the river. Wu Jiong brought in a bucket of hot water and a bucket of cold water, entered the bathroom, and found fresh clothes neatly laid out on a wooden rack. Closing the door, he began his bath.

By the time Wu Jiong came out, Jian Mo had already set dinner in the courtyard, waiting for him.

It was hot, so they often ate outside, enjoying the cool evening air. Thanks to the insect-repellent oils from the Meng Shui Tribe, no bugs disturbed them.

As Wu Jiong walked over, Jian Mo rested his chin in his hand, openly admiring his partner’s physique.

The beastmen of the tribe had physiques that could rival any sculpted statue—broad chests, defined abs, and long legs. Jian Mo unabashedly took it all in before pointing at Wu Jiong’s neck. “What’s this? Got a sunburn?”

Wu Jiong touched his neck. “A little.”

Jian Mo asked, “Was today’s work in the Meng Shui Tribe particularly hard?”

In recent weeks, many tribes had sent people to help renovate the He’an Tribe. Although they claimed to be learning and gaining experience, Wu Jiong and De Jiang decided to reciprocate by sending people to help other tribes, just as they had been helped.

While the workers were chosen by drawing lots, Wu Jiong usually served as the team leader—unless the He’an Tribe needed their chief to handle something personally.

Construction work was physically demanding, and Wu Jiong had tanned noticeably during this time. His neck was also red from the sun.

Jian Mo couldn’t help but suggest, “Tomorrow, I’ll mix up some sunblock clay for you. Apply it before heading out, okay?”

Wu Jiong replied, “No need. We’ll finish the work in a couple of days. I mostly work in my beast form anyway, so it’s not that bad.”

Jian Mo sighed. “Beast form is so hot, though. Why won’t you let me shave your fur?”

Wu Jiong said nothing. No matter how hot it got, he refused to part with his impressive, majestic coat.

Thanks to Wu Jiong and other experienced workers, the Meng Shui Tribe’s renovations were completed quickly.

On the final day of construction, Yun Long personally brought gifts and a small group to the He’an Tribe to express their gratitude, especially to Jian Mo and his team.

Everyone gathered in the clearing to welcome the visitors.

Qing Kuo waved off Yun Long’s thanks. “You helped us before; it’s only right that we return the favor.”

Yun Long replied, “It’s not about what’s right or wrong—it’s about goodwill. This time, we’re truly grateful for your help.”

Standing nearby, Wu Jiong said calmly, “You’re welcome. The He’an Tribe doesn’t take advantage of other tribes.”

Yun Long smiled. “I know. You’re just good people.”

Yun Long had a way of giving compliments that warmed people’s hearts. Hearing his words, the members of the He’an Tribe couldn’t help but straighten their backs, their faces full of pride.

As the conversation continued, the children playing nearby gathered at the clearing for their lessons.

Today’s class was being taught by Jiu Yin and Jian Mo, focusing on what to do if injured in the wild.

Jiu Yin covered the basics, like applying herbs and licking wounds—a common practice in the region. Jian Mo, on the other hand, taught more advanced techniques, such as applying pressure to stop bleeding and checking wounds for foreign objects that needed removal.

Yun Long and his group had known about the He’an Tribe’s daily classes for the cubs, as well as the practice of rotating teachers to cover different topics. Even so, as they listened in, Yun Long couldn’t help but become fully engrossed.

The lesson was exceptionally well-taught, with clear instructions and engaged students. Watching the children’s earnest, innocent faces, Yun Long felt confident that they would grow up far more knowledgeable than the average beastmen or sub-beastmen.

The concept of a formal class was simply outstanding.

After observing for a while, Yun Long couldn’t hold back his admiration. “Your lessons just keep getting better and better.”

Qing Kuo explained, “Actually, today’s content has already been taught before. We’re just reviewing, which is why the cubs seem to remember it so well.”

Yun Long nodded. “Even so, when they grow up and go hunting or gathering on their own, they’ll make good use of what they’ve learned.”

His praise was heartfelt. After a moment, he added, “I wish the cubs from our tribe could attend these classes too.”

Wu Jiong replied, “It’s too far for that to be convenient. You could set up similar classes in your own tribe.”

Yun Long glanced at the He’an Tribe’s cubs nearby. “That’s easier said than done. What you have here isn’t something just any tribe can replicate.”

As a tribal leader, Yun Long had sharp insight and a clear grasp of major issues.

Wu Jiong agreed with Yun Long’s assessment but couldn’t immediately approve the idea of allowing the Meng Shui Tribe’s cubs to join their classes.

Sensing the subtle shift in Wu Jiong’s demeanor, Yun Long pressed on, “If you agree, we could send our cubs here and pick them up afterward. It’s not that far. A beastman running at full speed wouldn’t take long.”

Wu Jiong frowned. “Running back and forth every day sounds exhausting.”

Yun Long chuckled. “It’s not worse than hunting. How about this: let us try it for a few days? If it doesn’t work out, we’ll stop. If it does, we’ll gain enough experience to set up our own classes, and we won’t trouble you anymore.”

In truth, teaching a few more cubs from the Meng Shui Tribe wouldn’t be a big deal, especially since most lessons covered basic knowledge that all tribes were somewhat familiar with. The exception was Jian Mo’s teachings, but he didn’t seem to mind taking on a few extra students.

Wu Jiong finally said, “We’ll need to discuss it first and give you an answer in a few days.”

Yun Long urged, “It’s a simple matter. Why not discuss it today or tomorrow and let me know by tomorrow evening? If you agree, I’ll bring the cubs over to try one class.”

After some thought, Wu Jiong agreed. “Alright, bring the cubs tomorrow for a trial class. Afterward, we’ll evaluate and decide if it’s feasible.”

Yun Long beamed. “That’s perfect. We’ll prepare and see you tomorrow.”

With the arrangements made, Yun Long and his group soon departed.

Qing Kuo turned to Wu Jiong. “Are we really letting the Meng Shui Tribe’s cubs join our classes?”

Wu Jiong replied, “I think it’s a good idea. It’ll foster connections and friendships between our cubs and theirs. However, most of our lessons might not interest them—they’re probably more curious about what Jian Mo teaches. We should get Jian Mo’s opinion.”

Jian Mo, who had just finished teaching and was now washing his hands, overheard and asked, “What’s my opinion on?”

Qing Kuo quickly explained Yun Long’s proposal for the Meng Shui Tribe’s cubs to join their lessons.

Jian Mo asked, “Have you already agreed?”

Wu Jiong shook his head. “Not yet. We wanted to check with you first.”

Jian Mo shrugged. “I don’t mind. If the cubs want to learn, that’s great.”

Thinking of how the existing cubs often looked so glum during lessons, Jian Mo’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “It’ll be nice to have more students. Learning more is always a good thing.”

The next evening, Yun Long arrived with a group of cubs.

He wasn’t alone—another beastman in the form of a massive Hong Zhen beast carried more cubs on his back. The Meng Shui Tribe, being a large and diverse community, boasted beast forms of many kinds.

The sight of the giant beasts with tiny cubs on their backs was both impressive and endearing. From a distance, Jian Mo couldn’t help but think of a mother duck surrounded by ducklings. The thought made him smile.

Two giant beasts carried cubs—some in human form, others in beast form—toward the He’an Tribe. From a distance, their deep voices called out greetings to the tribe members.

The He’an Tribe, unaccustomed to seeing beastmen transport cubs this way, craned their necks to watch and enthusiastically called back.

The giant beasts waded across the river and into the tribe’s clearing, crouching down to let the cubs slide down their legs.

Watching this, Jian Mo couldn’t help but think he was witnessing a unique version of a school bus—no, a “Cub Bus.” It was such an amusing sight.

Jian Mo stepped forward to greet them. “Chief Yun Long, welcome.”

The giant beast Yun Long had transformed into responded, “Thank you for having us.”

Jian Mo smiled. “It’s no trouble. Let the cubs find their seats. You’re welcome to observe from the side. Today’s lesson is being taught by our sub-beastman Ye Luo and me. We’ll focus on identifying wild plants, including poisonous ones.”

The giant beast nodded.

Jian Mo added with a grin, “Ye Luo is especially skilled at finding plants. The cubs are sure to learn a lot today.”

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Jian Mo adjusted the cubs’ seating arrangement and began the lesson.

The He’an Tribe’s cubs gave the Meng Shui cubs a sympathetic glance before sitting up straight, ready to focus.

Meanwhile, the Meng Shui Tribe’s cubs were fidgety—some looked around, others picked at their fingers or scratched themselves, and a few were excitedly trying to chat with their companions. Clearly, they were not accustomed to this structured environment.

Yun Long and the other beastman who had accompanied him noticed this immediately. The other beastman frowned slightly, while the He’an Tribe’s cubs sat even straighter, making the contrast even more stark.

Fortunately, both Ye Luo and Jian Mo were seasoned teachers. Their lesson was engaging, featuring interactive games that gradually drew all the cubs’ attention.

Even Yun Long and the other beastman found themselves absorbed in the class.

The lesson was well-timed, wrapping up just before the sunset fully faded.

After washing his hands at the river, Jian Mo returned and asked Yun Long, “How was the lesson?”

Yun Long replied enthusiastically, “It was excellent! Truly, much better than how we teach our cubs back home. Doctor Jian Mo, please let our cubs attend regularly. Compared to such a rich lesson, making the trip every day is nothing.”

Jian Mo chuckled. “That’s not for me to decide. You’ll need to discuss it with Wu Jiong and the others. But if they agree, you won’t need to prepare any resources. Just bring along a teacher to help with the lessons.”

Yun Long hesitated. “Wouldn’t that be unfair to your tribe?”

Jian Mo shook his head. “Not at all. I remember your tribe has a lot of unique techniques for dealing with certain beasts and knowledge about the surrounding area. If you could share that with the cubs, it’d be wonderful.”

Yun Long nodded firmly. “If the He’an Tribe agrees, we’ll definitely share everything we know. Please put in a good word for us.”

Deeply invested in improving the education of the cubs, Yun Long agreed to return the next evening to discuss the matter further. Naturally, he also planned to bring the cubs along for another lesson.

To accommodate more cubs, Jian Mo had Wu Jiong and the others tidy up the clearing and create larger stone slabs for seating. They also prepared “chalk,” made from a mix of lime and clay, allowing them to write and draw during lessons.

Jian Mo felt optimistic that the discussions would go smoothly and that the tribes might even establish a shared school.

To Jian Mo’s surprise, before Yun Long and his cubs arrived the next evening, beastmen from the Hong Zhen, Bing Jiang, Xiong Ying, and other nearby tribes showed up first, each carrying their own cubs.

The only tribe absent was the slower Lin Yan Tribe.

The giant beasts carrying cubs stopped in the He’an Tribe’s clearing, resembling a fleet of Cub Buses pulling into a parking lot.

One by one, cubs in both beast and human forms slid off the backs of the massive beasts. Seeing cubs from other tribes, they exchanged nervous yet excited glances. Tentatively, they spoke a few words to one another, then linked hands—or paws—and wandered off to play together.

Fire Meng, the Hong Zhen Tribe’s chief, waited until the cubs were settled, then called out loudly, “Doctor Jian Mo, Chief Wu Jiong! You can’t play favorites. If the Meng Shui Tribe’s cubs can attend, so should ours!”

The Zheng Chi Tribe chimed in, “Exactly! Doctor Jian Mo, please accept our cubs too. We don’t mind the hassle of bringing them here daily.”

The Xiong Ying Tribe added, “If you agree, we’ll even assign a dedicated team of beastmen to transport the cubs. It won’t be any trouble at all.”