A hunting-and-farming story, with the primitive accumulation of production resources in prehistoric times.
Jichuan, the Beast King, is gravely wounded in battle and wanders alone into the forest, far from his tribe, to await his death.
Zhuyu, who died alongside the zombies in the apocalypse, unexpectedly transmigrates to an ancient continent. On her way to find shelter, she comes across a black panther on the verge of death.
The panther's fur is glossy and odorless: a top-tier fluffy animal, confirmed. She takes a blissful deep breath: Mmm~
Animals mutated terribly in the apocalypse, and Zhuyu had gone so long without anything fluffy to pet. Without a word, she drags the panther into her shelter.
New to the forest and barely eating one meal every three days, Zhuyu grits her teeth: I can feed him. I can.
The panther grows sleeker and shinier by the day, and she's very pleased!
But who can tell her who this primitive man with an eight-pack, lying in her cave, is supposed to be?!
Where's her huge panther?
But when she turns around, the primitive man catches hold of her leather skirt, wearing the same pitiful expression as her panther. “Human, are you not going to take care of me anymore?”
Jichuan has been troubled lately: what should he do when his mate only likes his looks?
The panther tribe, bullied by other tribes after Jichuan left, searches the forest for a long time before finally finding their missing king.
Good news: The king has recovered well!
Bad news: Why is the king rolling onto his back, purring, and begging for pets at the feet of that female who can't even transform every day?
Jichuan: You homeless stray panthers know nothing!
The Classic of Mountains and Seas records: “There is a plant shaped like a leek, with blue flowers, called Zhuyu. Eating it keeps hunger at bay.”
