He Is a Natural Disaster

Dawn had just broken, and there were still a few sparse stars hanging in the light blue sky. In a dense mountain forest, a young man was running fast with all his body naked, sometimes tripping over tree roots protruding from the ground under his feet, and sometimes being cut by sharp branches. This young man's name is Zhang Yu. Just now, there was a larger one with three flat tails. His body was khaki and gray in color. He was full of murderous intent, like a saber about to be unsheathed. He was ready to pounce on him who had just woken up. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.