Becoming a Leader at the Age of Three Will Give the Infertile Beast Many Children and Good Fortune

Name: Becoming a Leader at the Age of Three Will Give the Infertile Beast Many Children and Good Fortune
Author: Osawa Suijun

by Osawa Suijun

ongoing Ancient Romance Ancient Wilderness Female Lead

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[Bless the tribe and give birth to children] + [Group pet] + [No cp] + [Funny healing and easy daily life] + [Beast God's daughter] Bai Nini traveled through the beast world and became the three-year-old leader of the White Rabbit Tribe! The little baby is not a little bigger yet, and it is still swaying when walking. It is chubby, white and tender, and is supported by the whole tribe. System: "Congratulations to the host for binding the child system!" Bai Nini: "?" Who gave birth? A three-year-old baby like myself? Garbage system! She also pointed to the system as the leader of the Beast World Continent! You must know that other tribal leaders wipe the butts of the orcs of the tribe, but the orcs of the White Rabbit tribe wipe their butts. The old grandma said with starry eyes: "This is the only cub in our tribe! Give all my rations for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow to leader Nini!" Only then did Bai Nini realize that in order to support herself, the other orcs in the tribe were starving to death. And for some unknown reason, they haven't given birth to cubs for several years! If they don't give birth to cubs, their tribe will face annihilation! Bai Nini's chubby little face was sullen, thinking of the bound birthing system, and she waved her claws to try it out. On the first day, a female orc in the tribe vomited and wanted to eat something sour. "Chief! The Golden Lion tribe is joking that our tribe has always been infertile. Those who want to eat sour food must be crazy about having children!" In the first month, the entire tribe of females craves sour food. "Chief! The Flying Fox Tribe is laughing at our tribe because we have no food and can't feed our children!" In the third month, the female orcs felt that there was a big problem. There seemed to be more than one baby moving in their belly... "Chief! Something bad has happened! All the tribal leaders in the beast world are kneeling outside to beg for spiritual pregnancy tips! And potatoes and sweet potatoes!"