The Little Quail Still Hasn't Become a Tyrant Today

[Frozen Beast World] + [System] + [Farming and Infrastructure] + [Timid Cutie × Ancient Divine Bloodline] + [The Regretful Chase] In the second year after the extreme cold set in, glaciers sealed off the sea, and Qingyu became the island’s last warm place. Mo Keke was the weakest female on the island, a quail with an empty female core whose spirit never woke. Whenever she was startled, poof! She turned back into a fluffball. But Pei Ling, the island’s most beautiful peacock, knelt before the clan elders and insisted he would marry no one but her. That is, until she ran a high fever for three days straight, while he grew so hungry that his tail feathers fell out one by one. To keep him alive, she pressed the bond seal herself and pawned him off to a dance house. The term was one hundred days, and the ransom was five hundred. If she couldn’t buy him back, he would belong to someone else forever. Everyone on the western slope laughed. “What can an empty female possibly use to ransom him?” That night, she was almost frozen to death in a drafty cave. [Host is near death... Pheasant bloodline reverting to its ancestral form...] [SSS Tyrant System successfully bound.] [I have slept for three thousand years. I was waiting for a divine beast, a tyrant who could dominate the land.] [...You gave me a quail?] The System instructed her: [Poison them. Make an example of them. Hang troublemakers up to dry in public!] The little quail curled into a ball. “...Could I grow some vegetables first?” She grew the first fresh greens in two years of frozen wasteland and sold each handful for one gold coin. The chief steward of the Zhang family sent someone to buy her harvest. The coldest cave on the western slope was the first to thaw. Starving refugees followed a little quail, farming, digging caves, and stacking walls. Shovel by shovel, they turned the poorest part of the western slope into an underground tyrant’s city. The System was so furious it nearly spat blood. [I gave you my ultimate techniques from three thousand years ago, and you’re using them to loosen the soil?!]