Transmigrating to the Beast World to Farm and Raise Wolves

On the Beast God Continent, food was becoming scarce. The continent’s most renowned priest declared, “The Beast God is enraged. Only tribes that offer sacrifices will be allowed to survive.” The Wolf Tribe: “Listen to that stupid sheep’s bullshit!” Before Lin Qiu transmigrated, his original self had conspired with a beastman to steal food from the tribe, only to be caught red-handed and put under house arrest. Every day, Lin Qiu stared at the wilted vegetables and charred meat chunks delivered to him on schedule, so hungry his vision blurred. At first, Lin Qiu stayed obediently in the cave, hoping only to have his restrictions lifted. But when he left the cave and saw the beastmen all skin and bones, sleeping to get through their hunger, he couldn’t bear it. Lin Qiu taught the beastmen to weave nets and catch fish, raise livestock, and grow crops. At last, the tribe could spend the winter tucked inside their caves, with plenty to eat and drink, sleeping soundly beside the fire. When Lin Qiu’s father came to collect his cub, he found Lin Qiu sleeping peacefully on the belly of the young Wolf King. Enraged, he transformed on the spot. Lin Qiu’s father: “You promised you’d keep an eye on my cub. What kind of job did you do?!” The Wolf King covered Lin Qiu’s ears and tucked the rosy-cheeked young man closer against himself, giving the older man a cold look. “This is how I did it. Got a problem with that? Fight me.” 2025.9.4 * Coming soon: The Village Bully’s Beautiful Husband. Please add it to your reading list! Lin Xueyan was born into a merchant family and blessed with striking looks. A childhood injury left him with a leg condition that made it impossible for him to walk for long. He was a disliked concubine-born son. His principal mother waited until he was eighteen before sending him off to marry a country bumpkin. When Lin Xueyan asked around, he learned his groom was a notorious village bully and scoundrel. On their wedding night, Lin Xueyan hid a dagger, thinking they might as well die together. The village bully grabbed his hand, snatched away the dagger, and grinned roguishly. “Husband, trying to murder your own man?” Lin Xueyan couldn’t break free. His eyes reddened. “Who’s your husband?!” Taking advantage of the fact that Lin Xueyan couldn’t get away, the village bully snipped off a lock of his hair, forced him to drink the wedding wine, and kissed him. Furious, Lin Xueyan lost his composure and cursed him. “You shameless, good-for-nothing scoundrel!” The village bully: “Woof?” Lin Xueyan: “…” * Lang Changfeng resigned from the military and retired to a mountain village under an assumed identity. The village was full of troublemakers, and brawls between the two neighboring villages were a regular occurrence. Lang Changfeng spent his days teasing cats and dogs, roaming the streets with a gang of hoodlums, and occasionally mediating when the villages got into fights. Somehow, he earned himself the title of village bully. A village bully? That was great…especially when someone even sent him a beautiful husband. The trouble was, his husband was frail, had a terrible temper, and needed treatment for his leg. Lang Changfeng vowed, “I’ll become someone my husband can rely on!” Before he could even get back to his old line of work, his husband made a name for himself in business. Lang Changfeng immediately changed his tune. “I’ll make my husband someone I can rely on!” His husband earned the money, kept the household, and looked gorgeous doing it. Lang Changfeng thought, “Being his kept man wouldn’t be so bad.” What’s wrong with living off your own husband? Theme: Make things with your own hands, and you’ll have enough to eat and wear.