Su Nian, who was working overtime and was repeatedly called to death by his evil boss, was still thinking "the Q4 plan was not handed in" when he fell to the workstation. When he opened his eyes, he was plunged into the beast world where even fire was considered a luxury. The orcs here rely on lightning to try their luck to make fire. In winter, they squeeze animal skins to keep warm. And all she had on her body was a street stall lighter that she bought for five yuan and was almost out of gas.
Before she could figure out "Why is the time-travel script so poor?" Ariel, the aloof warrior leader of the Black Tiger clan, actually regarded this "clinking broken metal" as a "carrier of divine fire." But she gradually discovered that Ariel's "protective fire" seemed to be a bit biased - he would leave the most tender roasted venison to her, and hold on to the dead lighter until midnight, his ears turned red and he said harshly, "Afraid that the fire would be extinguished." When the five-dollar lighter almost couldn't hold on, Su Nian realized that what she was touching was not the fish in the beast world, but the tenderness hidden in Ariel's amber pupils, and the sense of belonging that the entire tribe gave her.
This is a relaxing beastly story about eating and drinking with fake "magic fire", but unexpectedly gaining love and warmth. There is no intrigue, only sweet strawberries quietly handed over by the cold orcs.
