All The Furry Creatures In The Beast World Are Farming With Me

When Lang Shuo woke up, he had transmigrated into a snow wolf who was gravely injured and on the verge of death. Before he even had time to feel sad about transmigrating, he saw the fluffy creatures filling the cave.

Lang Shuo: You might not believe me, but the wound stopped hurting right then and there!

Lang Shuo, who was obsessed with cuddling fluffy creatures, soon settled into the tribe and helped his older brother, the chief, lead the tribe to prosperity.

Clearing land, cuddling fluffy creatures, farming, cuddling fluffy creatures, raising livestock, cuddling fluffy creatures, building houses, cuddling fluffy creatures...

But life is full of surprises. Just as Lang Shuo had finally started enjoying a happy life of cuddling fluffy creatures whenever he pleased, his older brother suddenly went missing while away trading for supplies. With half their warriors gone, the tribe was like a juicy piece of meat, and neighboring tribes were all watching, eager to take a bite.

Beset by trouble inside and out, Lang Shuo was at a loss. He could only seek help from the one tribe that hadn’t attacked them, the Black Wolf Tribe, only to be told that they protected land for their mates alone.

With nowhere else to turn, Lang Shuo gritted his teeth and agreed.

As snow season approached, the Snow Wolf chief left the settlement with his men to trade for more supplies. They were ambushed on the way. After finally making it back to the tribe through countless hardships, he suddenly learned that his innocent, adorable younger brother had been carried off by a wild wolf from outside.

Snow Wolf chief: Thunderstruck.jpg

Related upcoming story: Cats Farming and Raising Cubs in the Beast World [Settlement Building]

Mo Yao transmigrated into a calico cat who had been driven out of his tribe for being weak. His fellow cat gave birth and died, leaving him with two tiger cubs who still needed to be fed.

Raising cubs alone was impossibly hard. After much deliberation, Mo Yao decided to go to the tiger tribe and seek help from the cubs’ father, the tiger tribe’s chief. But as soon as he arrived, he learned that the previous chief had died under mysterious circumstances.

With snow season approaching, any beastman who left the tribe was sure to die. The tiger tribe had a tradition of caring for the former chief’s mate and cubs, so in desperation, Mo Yao had to claim that the tiger cubs were his own, allowing him to stay with the tribe.

Before Mo Yao could breathe a sigh of relief, the new tiger tribe chief, Hu Yan, returned and began to suspect who he really was.

To stay alive, Mo Yao had no choice but to use every trick he knew and make up “stories about him and the former chief,” telling Hu Yan how mighty and strong the former chief had been and how safe he’d felt relying on him. But the more he said, the colder Hu Yan’s expression grew.

Until one day, Hu Yan pinned him against a rock wall. “We’re both chiefs. Why can’t you rely on me?”

When Hu Yan returned to the tribe, he found a miserable, pitiful calico cat with two tiger cubs, seeking refuge and claiming to be the former chief’s widow.

Hu Yan coldly watched the lying little cat, waiting for him to give himself away.

The calico made up sweet stories about his past with the former chief to win Hu Yan’s trust. Hu Yan had meant to laugh at him, but the more he heard, the angrier he became. When he heard his tiger tribe companions joke that a beauty like the calico belonged with the strongest, jealousy suddenly stirred a thought in his mind, one that should never have been there, but was unbearably tempting

He had inherited the former chief’s tribe, property, and cubs...

Naturally, that included this pretty little calico who couldn’t stop lying.

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