Awooo—

In the dead of night, a wolf's howl startled away several birds that were roosting there.

Several wolves strode slowly toward a wounded man in the dense forest.

The man had fair skin, and even his hair was white.

His golden hair tie was torn off, and strands of hair lay disheveled on his blood-stained face. Even his usual black-rimmed glasses were smashed to pieces.

The shards of the lens fell in front of him, no longer able to conceal the man's glass-like left eye with two pupils.

Its appearance, so unlike that of a normal person, made even the wolf, who was drooling over it, a little more wary.

Even worse, Si Jin is now having difficulty breathing.

He couldn't catch his breath as soon as he came through, and could only hold onto the ground, gasping for air.

Xiao Yao quickly jumped in to explain: "[Sir, the original owner is suffering from psychogenic hyperventilation. He was stimulated before you transmigrated, which is why he's been like this.]"

"Cough cough cough."

Si Jin gasped for breath a few times, but still couldn't regulate her breathing.

Left with no other choice, he could only prop himself up on his thin frame and sit up, covering his mouth with his hand to hold his breath.

After finally catching his breath, he saw wolves baring their teeth nearby, rushing impatiently toward him.

Si Jin turned her gaze and bared her teeth fiercely at the wolf.

The God of Nature commanded all things, and the wolf immediately retreated several steps.

The fragile god then leaned on the tree, stood up independently, and accepted the original owner's message.

In this world, time has rewound to the 1980s (PS: This is a fictional world).

The original owner's name was Qin Sijin, a bachelor looked down upon by everyone in Xiaoyaoshan Village, and the son of Qin Dazhuang.

Qin Dazhuang was a real drunkard.

After his parents passed away, he squandered all his family's wealth and couldn't get married, so he bought the original owner's mother, who had been trafficked, at a low price.

The original owner's mother was imprisoned in a cowshed by Qin Dazhuang for two years. After giving birth to the original owner, she escaped at all costs.

The original owner of this body was malnourished and unhealthy in the womb, and was born with a double pupil in her left eye.

He was physically weak, anemic, and lacked pigmentation from a young age. His pupils were light brown, and his hair was almost white. He was regarded as a monster by everyone in the village.

In stark contrast to him is "Little Fu Bao," a time traveler from the 21st century, with a body that is four and a half years old and a soul that is thirty.

Fu Bao's real name is Yang Yu'er. With her meager knowledge, she hides in her childish shell, acting cute, charming, and clever. She has recognized all the big shots in the surrounding villages as her older brothers, and she can also teach everyone agricultural techniques to increase income. She has become the local darling and lucky star, and her personality is becoming more and more spoiled.

Once, the original owner couldn't stand her beating up other children, so she chimed in with a few words.

As a result, Yang Yu'er buried her face in the arms of her village bully brother and cried.

“Brother~ that kid spilled water on Yu’er’s pencil case. Yu’er thought his mother must be too busy to care about him, so she just wanted to teach him a lesson for his mother. But the man just cursed at Yu’er like that.”

"Waaaaah, Yu'er is so wronged. Did Yu'er do something wrong?"

After a few words, the original owner was thoroughly hated by the village bully.

Within a day, a group of men stuffed him into a sack, knocked him unconscious, and threw him up in the mountains to be eaten by wild wolves.

The original owner also died tragically from severe injuries during this time on the mountain.

After absorbing the memories, Si Jin's breathing became unsteady, and she coughed again.

What an incredibly stupid and ridiculous storyline about a beloved character?

Wasn't the original owner just cannon fodder?

Just as he was coughing, he suddenly saw a group of hunters chasing after him from the foot of the mountain.

Before Si Jin could speak, Xiao Yao quickly changed the subject: "My lord, my lord, it's the Little Heavenly Lord!"

Upon seeing this, Si Jin's eyes flickered, and she decided not to leave.

He found a spot where Feng Linyuan could spot him, leaned against a tree, and, while catching his breath, struggled to squat down.

He clutched his chest with one hand, panting heavily.

Soon, Feng Linyuan came over, bent down and helped him up: "What's wrong?"

"There are...wolves behind..."

Because of his uneven breathing, the sickly boy's speech was always broken and intermittent, making people think in that direction.

Despite being a man, his naturally petite frame, coupled with his angelic and pure face, was enough to make most people's hearts flutter.

As he spoke, he coughed twice more.

Her slender body "uncontrollably" slumped forward and fell into the arms of the person in front of her.

Nuonuo pleaded, "Help me..."

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Wolf pack: I was speechless.