Livestreaming Survival on a Deserted Island: From the Start, I Brought Nothing but My Hair

Dear, I suggest you remove the words "Except Hair" from the title of the book. Otherwise, you need to cut off your chickens, shave all the hair on your body except hair, pull out your nails, dig out your eyes, cut off your nose, cut off your mouth, chop off your limbs... Dear, in the end there will be nothing but hair. Your book can be renamed "Hair's Wilderness Survival"

A little author who works alone all day long. In the comments section, one sentence at a time. Dear readers, let's all join together. Pick up the phone and say something to me. One sentence, two sentences, three or four sentences, five sentences, six sentences, seven or eight sentences...

Two hundred billion dollars. . . . . . . A little bit outrageous

Wear only hair, did you pull out your nails? No way! Is it so scary?

Regarding whether I want to eat or not, "Live Broadcasting on Desert Island Survival, Start with Nothing But Hair" Chapter 3: Netizen: My brain: I know it, my hands: I don't (please comment on this chapter.

There's no way an adult wild boar can only weigh one hundred and fifty pounds, right??? Is it about the same weight as a human being???

**? The laws and three views of this other world are quite scary.

La la la, I am a little expert in selling newspapers. O my dear readers, this is a dismal popularity. Hum, do you know that your comments are the motivation for me to write?

It's 110,000 words, why isn't it updated? Pity