Wen Mian crossed into the world of beasts and became a "sweetheart from outside the world" who was not even cannon fodder.
The system told him: The plot has collapsed and you made a mistake.
The original protagonist relied on pheromones to make the beast kings surrender, but he, a tough straight man, only had tendons trained by working in a supermarket and a head full of knowledge about survival in the wilderness.
When the ferocious wolves came to the city, the original protagonist was shivering in the shelter.
Wen Mian climbed up the wall, used clay pots to make death noises, and used vines to set death traps.
The way the beast kings looked at him changed.
The cold leader of the Leopard Clan pressed him against the wall, his fangs gently brushing against the side of his neck: "You don't have any sweetness, why do I want to mark you more?"
The arrogant Eagle Tribe priest grabbed his bruised wrist: "Your wisdom is more fascinating than empty prophecies."
Even the wolf warrior who always bared his teeth at him began to secretly place the tenderest meat at his door.
The system alarms wildly: [Warning! The main character's emotional line has seriously deviated! ]
Wen Mian looked at the tough men surrounding him and fell into deep thought:
What about the sweetheart plot that was promised?
Is it still too late to run now?
It's rice! [Think]