Thanks for the Invite: I’m in Sheep Village and Out of Strength

[Memories grow hazier, and childhood grows more twisted]

[Chat group + wild rewrites + childhood ruined + magic]

The unserious version:

Though I’m just a sheep, I’m the grassland idol in a middle part and overalls~

I chat with the group when I’m free, transmigrate through countless worlds to find pretty girls,

Where is my Diao Chan? Hancock is crazy about me,

Little Dragon Girl, don’t be sad. I really didn’t mean to that night,

Little Sister Long Kui, don’t cry. Your sheep is here to comfort you!

Now for the serious version:

My name is Su Yangyang. I was just an ordinary boy from the Sheep Village until I joined a chat group.

Every member was a real character: Pan Feng, Ding Qing, Shangguan Haitang, Lin Yueru, Yang Dingtian, Big D,

Was there really not one of them who got a happy ending?

Turns out I’d joined the “die horribly” group, or rather, the “end-of-life support” group.

The group rules said we had to help one another avert deadly crises, and we could earn rewards too.

Heh, not bad, not bad.

Well, that’s how my life, no, my sheep’s life, took off.

The following excerpt is from Su Yang’s autobiography, “Tales of the Grasslands”

[The Smurf I knew was a two-timing flirt. She was fickle and toyed with my feelings. Even though her blue skin really did it for me, we still broke up.

The ex I miss most is Mei Yangyang. She had a pair of soft, sweet, pink horns. Back then, I nearly beat the lovesick Fei Yangyang to death for her...

Thinking back, when goblins joined forces with the wolf clan to rampage across the Green Grasslands, I was the one who turned the tide.

Time flies, and I’ve reached the age where nothing fazes me anymore.

I’ve really been through a lot over the years. Let’s sum it all up!]