Living on a Deserted Island, I Lead the Pack of Wolves

Su Bi looked at the meteors falling from the sky, and the dazzling firelight made his heart tremble. Then there was a loud noise and everything went black. When Su Bi woke up, he found himself lying beside a stream. Looking around, there are continuous mountains and dense woods all around. Wolves howled and tigers roared one after another, falcons and vultures circled and danced in the sky, smoke curled from cooking stoves not far away, and quaint villages could be vaguely seen, and at the end of the mountains, an ancient and majestic roar came melodiously, like the breath of a giant beast in the wild. . . . . . Two years later, Su Bi was wearing a black tiger skin and sitting astride a two-meter-tall red-eyed giant wolf. Holding a spear in his hand, he led hundreds of wolves to stand on the mountain dome, looking indifferently at a pair of cruel eyes below the abyss. . . . . . This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.