My Comeback in the Beast World: I Chose the Five Most Useless Beast Husbands

On my first day after transmigrating to the Beast World, the transmigrator who had claimed all the tribe’s males pinned me to the ground and humiliated me. She had five of the strongest beast husbands in her arms, while three crippled males she had abandoned after severing their bonds knelt at her feet: the snake male was blind, the fox male had lost his tail, and the wolf male was lame. Without their abilities after the bonds were severed, they wouldn’t last three days in a jungle teeming with beasts.

“Worthless creatures belong with other worthless creatures,” she said with a condescending smile.

The tribe’s only shaman, an elderly woman, grabbed my arm with a trembling hand. “Child, you have to choose five beast husbands, or tomorrow you’ll be sent to the mines to work as a laborer.”

I pointed to the three battered figures in the corner. “Those three.” The whole crowd erupted. Then I pointed to the tiger and leopard brothers chained inside a cage. Because of their fearsome looks and savage temperaments, they had been imprisoned for seven whole years.

Five of the most useless beast males. Everyone was waiting to laugh at me.

But I dropped the act and moved my fingers deftly. I trimmed the tiger and leopard brothers’ wild, menacing fur, revealing faces so handsome they looked like gods. I used herbs to cure the snake male’s poison; he shed his skin and was reborn, his pupils reflecting ancient dragon markings when he opened his eyes. I cradled the fox with the severed tail on my lap and groomed his fur; nine snowy tails unfurled one after another beneath the moonlight. The lame werewolf swallowed the pill I had prepared, then transformed beneath the moon that very night, his silver claws shattering the stars.