小雪豹正在兽世种田

Qi Bai traveled to the beastmen world and became a marginalized snow leopard.

Looking at the delicate pink lines around his eyes, the pink flesh pads, the furry big tail…

Qi Bai’s eyes shone, and he took a deep breath.

“Meow!” (Cool!)

The raging storms and flash floods forced the beastmen to leave their home and establish a new tribe.

Catching fish, making salt, burning pottery, enclosing sheep, farming, building a city, and…

Of course, the most important thing was to feed the dog next door (not really).

Every day in the beast world was busy and fulfilling.

This small world changed from having nothing to being a holy place that everyone yearned for.

[Dog version]

Lang Ze had never thought of joining any tribe. He no longer had a tribe.

He just wanted to be a lone traveler, looking for his people on the boundless Beastmen Continent. This was his only mission that he would never abandon.

He didn’t care what others thought, or care about the life or death of the group of beastmen who fled together with him. This was just a place where he temporarily stayed and he could leave at any time.

However, the little sub-beastman, who always had a warm smile, suddenly broke into his world.

The sun and moon alternated every day.

His silver moon rose again.