When he woke up, Chen Yiran became a young gorilla abandoned by his tribe.
Without sharp claws or fangs, any venomous snake could kill him.
It wasn't until he swallowed his first bite of food that a voice sounded in his head.
Eat ants and gain ten times your strength.
Eat golden eagles and grow sharp claws that tear flesh.
Eat a venomous snake and you will get the venom and anti-venom ability at the same time.
From that moment on, all the creatures in this forest were no longer natural enemies, but abilities he was waiting to unlock.
The dragon is high above, the elves claim to be the favorites of the gods, and the gods look down on all the races in the world.
Chen Yiran just raised his head and thought about a question seriously.
To what extent can the flesh and blood of a god allow him to evolve?
Reader comments
Western fantasy is about Western fantasy and Eastern fantasy. I've been reading for a long time and still can't find any trace of Eastern fantasy [laughing and crying]
I'm convinced. The title and the text don't match at all [laughs awkwardly]
Western fantasy is about Western fantasy and Eastern fantasy. I've been reading for a long time and still can't find any trace of Eastern fantasy [laughing and crying] I'm convinced. The title and the text don't match at all [laughs awkwardly]