A Food Illustration of Prehistoric Time Travel

Zhang Yang, 24 years old, graduated from the second degree and stayed at home for two years. The pinnacle of life is to draw walnuts in "Genshin Impact". The only bright spot on my resume is "never good at ordering takeout." On the day of the time-travel, he was waiting for Malatang, and his vision went dark. Then he opened his eyes again - 45,000 years ago, at the southern edge of the Nordic ice sheet, during the last ice age. He was wearing a 99-yuan sweatshirt with free shipping, blue plastic slippers, and his cell phone battery was 67%. His first reaction: "Finally no one is urging me to find a job." [Gourmet illustration system has been activated] [Rule: Every time ten prehistoric ingredients are unlocked, the lottery wheel will be opened once] [Current progress: 2/10] [Unlocked: raw mussels, raw reindeer liver] Good news: There is a system. Bad news: The system only eats, not lives. Keeping warm, sheltering, and dealing with cave lions and wolves is all up to you. More bad news: He's not alone. Five Neanderthals took him in—or tolerated him like a stray dog. They didn't speak and only communicated with their eyes. They know repelling tactics, use lichens to treat frostbite, and are strong enough to strangle wolves with their bare hands. One of them handed him a piece of warm reindeer liver. One wrapped his frostbitten toes in chewed moss. One jumped over him while dividing the meat. At that moment, for the first time in twenty-four years, Zhang Yang felt what real "social death" meant. No takeout. There is no way out. Even the option of "gnawing at the old" does not exist. He started to move.