Seeing the bag in Molly’s hands, Irina asked with uncertainty, “Are those horned melons inside? You haven’t eaten them?”

Molly forced herself to stop thinking about those vexing matters. Pinching the fruits in the bag, she leaned towards the side of the bubble near Irina and whispered, “The males aren’t around. What am I to do if I go into heat after eating them?”

“Eh, you’re right.” Irina felt helpless on her behalf.

On the land, the two tribes were still locked in a fierce battle. Most of the beastmen were gathered around the waterhole, biting and fighting each other.

Some wolf beastmen even went into the tree holes with...