I, Yan Yi, was a socially anxious college student in the modern era. Now I'm a deliveryman for Penguin Logistics. A human in the truest sense, born with a melancholy soul. The one who'll teach you to love beastfolk girls is...
When you transmigrate to a world full of tragic beastfolk girls, where everyone has risen above vulgar interests, what golden finger would you choose?
A. A superhuman physique.
B. Exceptional social skills.
C. Unmatched spellcasting abilities.
Sorry, those three options are fake. Yan Yi only got a ship's wheel that can spin.
From the bustle of Lungmen's streets to the steel tide of Ursus, from Kazimierz's thousand-horse charge to the snowy heights of Kjerag.
The only Demon King of the Sarkaz descends upon Ursus...
The Sui of Great Yan heads for Laterano.
The Kheshig Khan, who has traversed Terra, enters Londinium.
Yan Yi occupies the Sui Affairs Bureau of Great Yan.
Yan Yi approaches Leithanien.
Welcome the great Emperor to his loyal Terra!
"Um, Priestess, Doctor, the plan has changed. I can support myself now."
