Volume 1: Farming Chapter 3 This is not scientific
"I remember the largest large dog is the St. Bernard, which can be up to 90 centimeters tall at the shoulder and weigh more than 90 kilograms. It has a gentle personality, high IQ and is easy to raise... The Irish giant deer is 2.5 to 3 meters long, 2 meters tall at the shoulder, and weighs about 600 kilograms. It's understandable that a small brown bear is not as big as a giant deer, but a large dog of the same size as a giant deer, how the hell is that impossible?!"
“Bang!”
Xiao Yun raised his claws and looked at the dead mosquitoes under his claws.
"How big is this mosquito that looks like a standard size? I don't even have a ruler to measure it. If this mosquito is also ridiculously large, then it's not hard to understand why the insect-eating lizards are fat. No, no, do I have to accept the fact that I'm actually a giant mutant dog? My head-to-tail length is at least three or four meters, and my weight is only slightly lighter than that of a giant deer? How can I be a dog? I've become the white wolf in Princess Mononoke!"
“Fuck it… If I meet a living person like this, I will be treated as an abnormal creature and shot on the spot, let alone negotiate!” Xiao Yun held his head with his paws and howled to the sky, “No, buddy, I want to return to human society. Even if I have to become a dog, I still yearn for the iron jungle. Awooo~~~~~~”
After accepting the reality of being reborn as a dog, Xiao Yun no longer expects to return to the ordinary life he never cherished before. However, wandering in the wilderness is really not suitable for a otaku who is unwilling to go to college outside the province and only studied at a second-tier university in his hometown. So Xiao Yun still looks forward to returning to the civilized world, even if it is as a stray dog rummaging through trash cans... He is so smart and clever, maybe he will be noticed by a dog owner who has a discerning eye for dogs?
After all, dog food is easier to swallow than tasteless raw game meat that is filled with parasites, right?
But…if he is really a giant dog bigger than a brown bear, the same size as the white wolf in the cartoon Princess Mononoke or even bigger, then it would be impossible to find a shit-scooper to rely on him—who the hell can afford to keep him! How many police stations have gone bankrupt because of Huskies!
It would be strange if a normal person didn't call the police when seeing a giant dog of this size...
The temperature of the prairie at night was much lower than that during the day. Xiao Yun, who was covered with thick fur, did not feel cold, but his heart was cold and he wanted to sing "Liangliang"... He recalled his happy life as a human being again, and he found that he was so stupid. Really, why didn't he cherish his carefree and worry-free life when he was living it?
"I'm hungry again... Oh... What time is it now? The delivery guy should still be at work. I want to eat maocai... (Ĭ ^ Ĭ )..."
Xiao Yun slowly closed his eyes as he felt sleepy and tears and saliva were streaming down his face.
On this lonely and desolate night on the prairie, Xiao Yun had a long dream. In the first half of the dream, he was eating and drinking all kinds of food, and his nose was bubbling with happiness; in the second half, the dream suddenly changed, and he was no longer an ordinary citizen born in the inland provinces of southwestern China, but was born in an extremely poor primitive tribe in an unknown place.
The first thing Xiao Yun saw when he opened his eyes was a black, greasy tent - it was not one of those beautiful dome tents seen in landscape documentaries, but a sloping tent roughly covered with felted wool felt leaning against a tree. The tent was not covered with any high-end items like blankets, but rather very primitive animal fur.
Xiao Yun felt very uncomfortable, with a tingling sensation on the skin of his back and buttocks, as if he was placed on a very rough linen bag. After he made a noise, the adult sitting on the fur picked him up. Xiao Yun saw that on the other side of the adult there was a pottery jar placed on a stone, with milky goat milk cooking in the jar, and a relatively thin person sitting next to it watching the fire.
The two adults began to talk. What they spoke was definitely not Chinese or English, nor was it the Mongolian or Tibetan language that Xiao Yun had heard when watching TV series, movies, or documentaries. However, Xiao Yun could vaguely understand their conversation:
"...Can he survive this winter..."
"...I think I can. I'll exchange some more candy for him when the caravan comes...Alas, he was too weak when he was born. It's my fault..."
Before Xiao Yun understood what this scene meant, the dream changed. He became a little kid, running and jumping in a circle of sloping-roof tents, but there was no one around to play with him. It seemed that everyone was busy with their own things. Faintly, Xiao Yun saw large groups of cattle and sheep farther away from the tribe.
The dream changed again. Xiao Yun was alone in the original sloping-roof tent, staring at a clay pot on the fire. The pot looked much older.
The thin man walked into the tent and Xiao Yun called him uncle. Uncle seemed very sad and hugged Xiao Yun tightly without saying a word.
Xiao Yun heard many people talking, all of them were clan members, some were hurried, some were nervous, and some were angry. He was still being held by his skinny uncle, so he couldn't see the people who were talking, but these voices were drilling into his mind:
"All the tribesmen who left are dead... all the warriors of the tribe are gone..."
"I told you I shouldn't get involved in this kind of thing..."
"The king promised us five thousand cattle and sheep, but the big tribe in the east only gave us eight hundred!"
"We can't stay here anymore, let's move westward..."
"But……"
"Stop talking... We need to protect the remaining tribesmen..."
When Xiao Yun woke up, he was so shocked that he was completely dazed. He stared at the slightly pale sky with his copper bell eyes, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
Because he was lying not far away, scavengers that specialized in stealing other people's prey didn't dare to approach, and nocturnal predators didn't dare to come, so the giant deer that had been released overnight remained basically intact - the word "basically" was added because the place where the giant deer's head was smashed by stones and the place where Xiao Yun had cut the meat was covered with a dense layer of flies. Xiao Yun almost vomited when he came over to check.
Holding back his nausea , he drove away the flies, cut off the deer's head, and shaved off the exposed part where the flies had laid who knows how many eggs. Then, Xiao Yun threw the remaining horned deer onto his back and walked forward again with strength.
"This guy took advantage of my uncle's absence and walked towards the direction where the sun was setting. If we walk eastward, we should be able to find his tribe..."
Tired of walking, or perhaps too hungry to bear it any longer, Xiao Yun found a random place to stop. After enduring the nausea and eating two pieces of raw deer meat to regain some strength, Xiao Yun dug a layer of soil to cover the deer to avoid attracting flies, and then began to search the surroundings.
In the original owner's memory, his uncle and some of the tribesmen left the tribe to look for the caravan only after autumn every year. In other words, although this vast grassland still looked lush and green, it was already autumn... Sure enough, after some effort, Xiao Yun found some dry shrubs, and then spent a lot of effort digging the soil, and brought the entire bush along with some roots back to where the venison was hidden.
There were not enough bushes to burn, so if you wanted to make a fire, you had to rely on trees. Fortunately, trees were relatively large targets, so you didn't have to spend time looking for them. Xiao Yun chose an old tree with dry bark and many cracks. He used his own weight to hit and break branches. After two trips, he brought back a lot of firewood.
"Then comes the main event..."
Xiao Yun used his claws to pull out a few thinner branches and propped them up, then found some dry bushes and crushed them, then found a thick branch with relatively dry bark, and used his claws to carefully scrape out a bunch of bark fibers. He then stepped on one end of the thick branch with his claws to lift it up slightly, and used his other claw to quickly and gently stroke the surface of the branch.
“Sure enough, there are sparks!”
Xiao Yun was refreshed, and quickly laid the thick branch flat, sprinkled it with shaved bark and dry brushwood, and gently held it with his claws above it, then quickly scratched the branch back and forth with one of his sharp claws...
There was a sharp sound of wood being scraped frantically, and tiny sparks appeared from time to time, but they just wouldn't light up...
"How nice it would be if I had some dried corn husks!"
After another round of frantic scraping… As the saying goes, hard work pays off. Green smoke came out of the scraped bark. Xiao Yun was afraid that the tiny flame would disappear in a flash, so he quickly stuffed the bark into the pile of branches, pouting his cheeks and blowing carefully—
The smoke became thinner and thinner, and then disappeared.
Xiao Yun: “…”
Wiping away his tears, Xiao Yun, who no longer wanted to eat raw meat, mustered up his willpower and started the above . After repeating it several times and changing several batches of bark and shrub fragments, the small branch rack he had built at the beginning finally... started to burn.
"I think I understand how primitive people felt when they successfully made fire by rubbing two sticks together for the first time..." Xiao Yun burst into tears.
Successfully starting a fire does not mean the end of the battle. Xiao Yun quickly used the stones he had collected beforehand to surround the fire, leaving only a ventilation hole, and then continued to dig the ground... that is, to dig a firebreak. Starting a fire in the wild without digging a firebreak requires a lot of effort.
After digging out a circle of white space to ensure that the fire would not cause a grassland fire, Xiao Yun dug out the venison buried in the soil, continued digging deeper from the place where the skin was originally peeled, sliced the meat into strips and arranged them on the stones.
It was impossible to string the meat onto the branches with claws. Fortunately, Xiao Yun received some memories of the original owner from his dream, so he had confidence in this regard. He took two steps back and sat down. After closing his eyes and meditating for a while, his body suddenly underwent a miraculous change... His neck, which was originally leaning forward, quickly shrank back, and his shoulders, which were surprisingly high when he was sitting, dropped step by step. The back line with a large arc gradually shrank...
After a few seconds, the squatting giant dog... no, the giant snow wolf disappeared, and a skinny, naked young man with messy waist-length hair appeared in its place.
Xiao Yun looked down at his hands. Although they were so dirty that the original color of his skin could not be seen, the black nails were a bit disgusting in length, and his arms were as skinny as a zombie...but they were indeed human hands. He moved his knuckles and the familiar flexibility almost made Xiao Yun cry.
"We are not on Earth. We have traveled to a strange world with all kinds of weird things. We are also a werewolf. We can transform into a wolf or a human. Okay...anything is fine. Being able to walk upright and having hands and feet is better than anything else."
Wiping away his tears, Xiao Yun bravely returned to the fire and continued his cooking project. Then he discovered... As expected, when he was not a human (uh), he was not a large dog at all. The strips of meat he had just cut were now as thick as his arms. The small fire he had spent a lot of effort to make was not even small at all. It was more than enough for roasting a whole lamb.
"Shit... How can a wolf bigger than a brown bear transform into a kid the size of a middle school student? The exchange of materials is not proportional. This is unscientific!"
Xiao Yun gritted his teeth and turned into a wolf-shaped meat strip again...
