
Don't Treat a Chunk of Meat Like It's Not a God
别拿肉块不当神
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- 722k Words
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- Western Fantasy
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- Epic Fantasy
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The author was probably inspired by the novel *Undying*, as the protagonist's abilities are similar to the immortal's. The protagonist can transform by eating, while the immortal can transform by dying near him. Their growth stories are also very similar, both involving the transformation from beast to human. The content is readable, but it becomes boring after the transformation to human.
At first, seeing the protagonist conjure feathers to attract the opposite sex, I always thought the protagonist's human form was male...
What's the point of writing about this time traveler? He's a character who seems to have a screw loose, and his personality is even unlikable.
Have you ever been a piece of meat? You're just writing nonsense here, making assumptions.
Adult and children's literature, author who graduated from junior high school and stayed at home
After thinking for a long time, I came back and decided to write a light novel.
I am an Eevee. Yes, my species consists of Eevee. But I am different because I can sense danger approaching and perceive its source and extent. Also, my fur is whiter and shinier than that of my kind. Therefore, the Fire Elder in the group bestowed upon me the name "hope". Our people have lived on the grasslands for generations, which we named the Eevee Grasslands because we, the Eevee people, have virtually no rivals there. And the forests in the grasslands are our home. Our species collides from birth, so every Eevee, regardless of age, is stronger than other creatures. But I don't understand why our race, which is so powerful, never actively hunts other creatures or expands its territory. Elder Huo told me, "hope, we can't just focus on fighting. We must always leave ourselves a way out so that we have room to maneuver in the end." But I still don't understand. I once ate meat, and I will never forget the taste of it in my life. But Elder Huo wouldn't allow it, and he defined meat-eaters as heretics who had to be eliminated. I decided to endure for another ten years or so for the sake of my faith and my younger siblings. After all, Elder Huo was getting old, and once I took over as Elder Huo, I could legitimately go out and secretly hunt and eat meat. (Ten years have passed, use your imagination to fill in the blanks) Elder Fire died, but I didn't become the new elder. I don't understand why the great sun didn't choose me to evolve, but instead chose that guy who was inferior to me in everything. I was very depressed, so I came to wander on the grassland. Suddenly, I saw a white figure descend from the sky. A bird? I was very puzzled, not because of the bird's presence, but because my premonition of danger was frantically warning me that this bird was extremely dangerous, even stronger than the strongest fairy elder in my battle group. I wanted to turn and run, but the bird was in front of me in an instant, and then transformed into a beautiful figure. I had never seen such a creature on the grassland. I was stunned. Its snow-white feathers were exactly the same as the ones on my body. It is so beautiful, so powerful, and so terrifying. My soul stared at it silently in the air. "Can't you at least let me participate a little?! At least let me hit it once... And, why are you doing weird things to my corpse with the potion?!" I just watched as this wretched white-haired guy instantly killed my companion, then pulled out his foreskin, heated oil in a pot, and turned my and my companion's corpses into a delicious meat soup. The thing is, it actually looked pretty delicious! What's even more infuriating is that this guy not only ate, but also claimed that we accidentally fell into this big black bowl, peeled off our own skin, and willingly got cooked! He deserves to be purified a thousand times over! I found myself seemingly dead, yet not completely dead. I had become an existence detached from the material world. I could clearly feel my existence dependent on the white-furred being before me, and I could clearly perceive the part of me that once belonged to it. I could feel that I could control that part at any time, but I didn't act rashly because I knew I couldn't defeat it; I needed to lie low. Fortunately, I had learned from the Dark Elder how to be patient and prevent my emotions from controlling me. Finally, I saw it touch my sister but not eat her, and then it turned into that white bird again and flew away. (The middle part of the plot is automatically omitted. Read the original text first before continuing.) Later, I saw that this white-haired creature seemed to have gained an ability similar to granting powers to other creatures. I discovered that only when it granted other creatures my premonition of danger could I manipulate that bestowed power and control their bodies after their deaths. It's essentially resurrection—the future looks incredibly promising! And here's a white-haired creature helping me find resurrection containers for free. I won't seal its power for now, otherwise, who will find me a clone after it dies? Let's just be spectators for now... (End of this chapter. For a sequel, praise the sun!)
I feel that the author's writing level has dropped a lot after Li Gou Dan. The inhuman feeling of the buds in the beginning was well portrayed, and the pure beastly feeling was expressed. After that, it became a bit like a diary entry. Moreover, the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult was portrayed in a somewhat nonsensical way. I don't know what the author was trying to write.
The thing every new author likes the most
Just when the plot is getting engaging and the reader is successfully captivated, they suddenly throw in some rubbish. Can you explain the point of this time traveler? How does writing this stuff contribute to the plot?
It's alright.
Some people say time travelers are poisonous, well, I think it's alright? Unlike the natives, it's quite good that the transmigrator can be a comedian. You can't always let the protagonist perform a solo act. If you raise a native, it feels like it will be stereotypical, with a tragic and resentful attitude or unwavering loyalty, which doesn't feel very interesting. By the way, I hope the old man can be genetically modified to live longer. An old man, clueless, unhappy, with a cat—I think that combination is pretty good. After developing their genes, let them explore different maps and roam freely. Hopefully, their combat power won't increase too much. A bit of road trip action in between would be nice. This world should still be quite desolate, right? A traditional open-world adventure would also be good. I don't know how the author wrote the outline, but the protagonist should be able to live for a very, very long time, since he can manipulate everything except the space and the era. And I hope it won't get worse after it's released.
This seems to be the male protagonist's character in a heartwarming anime.