
Primitive Wilderness: Goddess, a Good Boss
by Tang Yaoyue
About This Novel
For some reason, Tang Guozhi traveled through a wilderness era where eating and drinking was very difficult, but he was bound to a wilderness survival system, and the tribe he led unknowingly became larger and larger, adding a bit of beauty to the wilderness era. After all, the original idea was for the system to help lead a very salty heroine to change a wild theme! Please also protect yourself from deviating again]
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Official(9)Scraped 7d ago
I want to know how many male protagonists there are
Can you tell me how many male protagonists there are? I don't like np's.
That author, you haven't updated for so long, are you planning to abandon the article? Don't. Don't abandon the article.
It's been a while. A new book has been published... Support!
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Because there are some reasons, I have to temporarily stop updating. I hope everyone can understand me, because I don't write in pinyin, but write word by word, which is very troublesome. Some words may be typos, and I will change them back in the future. The final exam is approaching. Come on, everyone! Because I study art, my time is sometimes tight and sometimes loose. I hope you won't hit me or scold me! I am a girl with relatively low self-esteem. I write solely because of my own hobbies, and I despise the lazy type of author. I need your encouragement and support. Sometimes, I doubt you, the collected data are all fake data (T_T) I'll give you one!
I just want to know if I will abandon the article
Come on, support, you are the best!
Awesome
A total of more than 60,000 words have been written since 2018. You are so at a loss for words! But the spirit is commendable.
Let me share a sentence I wrote in my second year of junior high school.
In the past, I was so naive and naive. Maybe I liked being sad at night, but then I felt better during the day! A wave of the sleeve brings out the love of the world, and human love blindly disturbs the soul Old dreams are like wine that enters the heart of sorrow, broken red and scattered in the soul Falling in love with you, thinking about you, our alliance flows like water. Tears remain, choked when speaking alone, the flower soul chases the water and complains about its long passing. The hatred in this life, the resentment in this life, I only wish to see you suddenly in the next life The shadow of the moon is like a ghost, the light of the stars is like an evil spirit The whole place is red, dressed in red clothes Old friends seem to be whispering, and visitors are also smiling He is just him, the ridiculous past, I am still me, I have been reborn. In the old days, he doted on her as a queen. In the old days, he also promised to live up to his promise in this life. That day, he abandoned her in the hands of the enemy. That day, she also hated him to the bone... She was heavy but her style remained the same. He was annoyed, why didn't she die? The clouds fall and the rocks fall, who knows the shadows fall, never forget the strange road, don't trace the snow on the tiles, thinking of you is the way back The dream is gone, the heart is broken! How can I dare to love again? Love is infatuated and private, how can you repay my love? If there is a lover in the dream, why bother worrying about death! The spirit is like water, the love of flying will destroy itself Why the heartache and pain, just because of the lover doctor Don't see you, my heart hurts Flowers on the other shore, on the other shore, with thousands of seals, breaking the road to the underworld Flowers bloom and fall leaves without missing each other, I miss each other and know each other and will never be disappointed There are many changes in the world, and the beauty in the next life will be Pingchuan. The story of Yunqing is only sad, but the soul world will always be with you The place without boundaries laughs and whispers, the place without people laughs at the spring breeze In the land of silence, people cross me, in the land of selflessness, my soul wants to cross I wrote this when I was in the second grade of junior high school. I looked through my diary, but I can't remember why I wrote this? Or did you want to write a novel at that time? I don't even know that I was so powerful before? I wrote many of the sentences myself, and copied some of them. I forgot. Don't ask me. The handwriting is a bit sloppy, hahahahahaha.
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Official(9)Scraped 7d ago
I want to know how many male protagonists there are
Can you tell me how many male protagonists there are? I don't like np's.
That author, you haven't updated for so long, are you planning to abandon the article? Don't. Don't abandon the article.
It's been a while. A new book has been published... Support!
The author has something to say
Because there are some reasons, I have to temporarily stop updating. I hope everyone can understand me, because I don't write in pinyin, but write word by word, which is very troublesome. Some words may be typos, and I will change them back in the future. The final exam is approaching. Come on, everyone! Because I study art, my time is sometimes tight and sometimes loose. I hope you won't hit me or scold me! I am a girl with relatively low self-esteem. I write solely because of my own hobbies, and I despise the lazy type of author. I need your encouragement and support. Sometimes, I doubt you, the collected data are all fake data (T_T) I'll give you one!
I just want to know if I will abandon the article
Come on, support, you are the best!
Awesome
A total of more than 60,000 words have been written since 2018. You are so at a loss for words! But the spirit is commendable.
Let me share a sentence I wrote in my second year of junior high school.
In the past, I was so naive and naive. Maybe I liked being sad at night, but then I felt better during the day! A wave of the sleeve brings out the love of the world, and human love blindly disturbs the soul Old dreams are like wine that enters the heart of sorrow, broken red and scattered in the soul Falling in love with you, thinking about you, our alliance flows like water. Tears remain, choked when speaking alone, the flower soul chases the water and complains about its long passing. The hatred in this life, the resentment in this life, I only wish to see you suddenly in the next life The shadow of the moon is like a ghost, the light of the stars is like an evil spirit The whole place is red, dressed in red clothes Old friends seem to be whispering, and visitors are also smiling He is just him, the ridiculous past, I am still me, I have been reborn. In the old days, he doted on her as a queen. In the old days, he also promised to live up to his promise in this life. That day, he abandoned her in the hands of the enemy. That day, she also hated him to the bone... She was heavy but her style remained the same. He was annoyed, why didn't she die? The clouds fall and the rocks fall, who knows the shadows fall, never forget the strange road, don't trace the snow on the tiles, thinking of you is the way back The dream is gone, the heart is broken! How can I dare to love again? Love is infatuated and private, how can you repay my love? If there is a lover in the dream, why bother worrying about death! The spirit is like water, the love of flying will destroy itself Why the heartache and pain, just because of the lover doctor Don't see you, my heart hurts Flowers on the other shore, on the other shore, with thousands of seals, breaking the road to the underworld Flowers bloom and fall leaves without missing each other, I miss each other and know each other and will never be disappointed There are many changes in the world, and the beauty in the next life will be Pingchuan. The story of Yunqing is only sad, but the soul world will always be with you The place without boundaries laughs and whispers, the place without people laughs at the spring breeze In the land of silence, people cross me, in the land of selflessness, my soul wants to cross I wrote this when I was in the second grade of junior high school. I looked through my diary, but I can't remember why I wrote this? Or did you want to write a novel at that time? I don't even know that I was so powerful before? I wrote many of the sentences myself, and copied some of them. I forgot. Don't ask me. The handwriting is a bit sloppy, hahahahahaha.












