God Yeye Farming in the Beast World

Synopsis: Liang Ye was a hardcore fluff addict. Whenever overtime made him want to die, he survived purely by cyber-sniffing fluffy animals—but then he kicked the bucket. When he opened his eyes, a massive wolf head loomed inches away, a hot, wet tongue tasting his saltiness. Liang Ye nearly died a second time. This world was fraught with danger, where people ate raw meat and drank blood, and one wrong move could cost you your life. But… that didn’t matter. Liang Ye examined his own soft pink paw pads, snow-white fluffy fur, naturally upturned mouth corners, and twitched his soft, rounded triangular ears. Perfect, it’s a Samoyed! Time to sniff a hundred times! * The young wolf king, Shan Cang, had a headache lately. He’d accidentally picked up a white wolf pup and reluctantly became a babysitter. Then things started going wrong. The proud wolf clan should maintain dignity and solemnity at all times. His pup’s little tail wagged like crazy all day long—especially at him. The mighty wolf clan should be decisive in killing, striking with a single lethal blow. His pup swung his little paw with all his might, missed the butterfly completely, and landed flat on his butt. The wise wolf clan should master howling to convey information. His pup, fierce but adorable: “Woof!” Shan Cang: “…” * Liang Ye felt like he’d ascended to heaven, drowning in fluff every day. After sniffing little black wolves, he’d sniff little gray wolves, then go home to sniff the wolf king. Until one day, a piece of overly tough beast meat chipped one of his teeth. Liang Ye: “…” Light a fire, cook! Make tools, dig fields, cultivate fine seeds, raise livestock… To not shortchange his one and only mouth, Liang Ye gave it everything he had. Before he knew it, he’d overdone it and ended up on a divine altar. Countless beastmen came from all directions to worship the all-powerful God Yeye. Liang Ye’s Yeye face was utterly bewildered. He looked at the unruffled big wolf. What now? The big wolf: “You didn’t wag your tail at me today.” The Samoyed immediately clamped his still-sore tail between his legs and bolted: “I’m just not naturally inclined to wag my tail!” Content Tags: Farming novel, Sweet story, Satisfying story, Cute pets, Infrastructure building, Primitive society — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: God Yeye Farming in the Beast World — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠