As soon as she opened her eyes, Luo Li traveled through time and became the rarest human being in the orc world.
It is said that human beings will be imprisoned in temples, provided with good food and drink, and just have children.
Luo Li turned her head and looked in the direction of the temple, then pushed open the door of the northern military camp——
"The veterinary clinic is open today."
Tiger orc has a toothache? Open your mouth and clean your teeth.
Snake orcs shed their shells? She oiled her whole body and used her hands to help her shed. She slid all over the room and finally tied herself in a bow.
Orcs lethargic? I was force-fed drugs and almost died of torture, only to realize that they were just hibernating.
All the tough orcs in the military camp, while being treated by her to the point of doubting the existence of beasts, respectfully called her "Veterinary Sir" with tears in their eyes.
Until one day, she picked up an injured giant snow wolf in the woods.
Luo Li skillfully put her hand into the wolf's mouth to prevent it from biting its tongue, pressed the back of its neck to stop it from moving, and muttered:
"Be good, don't be afraid. My sister is a veterinarian, so she is a professional."
Later I found out - it was Mo Yuan, the iron-blooded general of the North, the only SSS-level combat force in the empire.
The god of death on the battlefield was a giant loyal dog that only exposed its belly and wrapped its tail around her wrist.
The subordinates came to report on military affairs. The general was lying on the table asking her to check his ears. Without raising his head, he said, "Tell me. Let's see who dares to laugh."
Until the female supporting role forced her to identify her true identity in public.
Luo Li raised the thousand-jin bronze statue with one hand, placed it on the table, and smiled slightly:
"I'm human. Any questions?"
Turning around, I saw a certain snow wolf squatting in the corner, its ears drooped and its tail no longer wagging:
"You said before... I'm the only one you like best."
Intent: Real strength is not about conquest and control, but about healing wounds with gentleness, winning respect with professionalism, and rewriting the rules of the world with love and trust.