This time, Yin Chen put on the suit the moment he got home, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes.
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a vast and boundless primeval forest. He was crouching like a mountain on a huge tree branch, his body clean from head to toe except for a piece of animal skin around his waist to cover his private parts.
Well... it's been a long time since I've run around naked like this. I miss my childhood.
Yin Chen glanced at the plot, which tells the story of a submissive character who transmigrates to a primitive beastman society, finds a good partner, and leads his tribe to prosperity and the pinnacle of life.
In primitive society, there was no such thing as surnames. The cannon fodder that Yin Chen possessed was named Chen. She was a rare and precious female in the tribe and had always secretly loved the male protagonist Ye. However, the male protagonist took a liking to the little uke and quickly paired him up with Xun, the number one warrior in the tribe.
Then Chen became unhappy and got a little upset. She ran away by herself and refused to go back to the tribe. A fragile female cannot live in the primeval jungle. Before long, she caught a chill and died.
Yin Chen stroked his chin, thought for a moment, then tiptoed, lifted his heels, and supported himself on the ground with both hands, climbing down the tree with all four limbs, his movements light and graceful like a cat.
This is the fifth world.
There's not much to say about the third and fourth worlds. He simply lived quietly for a month, without causing trouble as in the original story, and quickly overcame the death calamity in the original story to complete his mission.
And more of his memories have returned.
In most of the memories without Long Xun's existence, his ending was always that he was killed halfway through his life by his blood relative who looked exactly like him, and he was always alone. As for the two lifetimes of Long Xun, in one life he confessed his love on his deathbed but was rejected, and in the other life the dragon was his imperial advisor, and he gave up the throne to follow him, but the dragon left without hesitation.
Yin Chen thought he understood why he kept running into Long Xun across several worlds. The other party was a dragon wandering the world, so their encounters were just a coincidence.
Aside from the second world where the person turned into a cat... in the other worlds, Long Xun never showed him any closeness or any difference. He would only appear in a different guise to help him when his mission was about to fail, but that was all.
In the emperor's previous life, Yin Chen had been tormented by endless despair and died young. Now, he could see the other person in every life, which was a great joy. He was content to be able to approach him carefully within a safe range that would not offend the other person.
His two lifetimes of experience told him that relentlessly pursuing the dragon would only push it further away.
Standing up from the ground, Yin Chen frowned slightly, tugging at the barely covering animal skin skirt he was wearing, looking somewhat troubled.
Why didn't he ever become a tailor or something in his previous life? Although he had learned to sew in elementary school as an ordinary student before he transmigrated, he knew that his sewing skills were just superficial.
The wind chills my balls.
Yin Chen still planned to return to the tribe. He had no experience living in the primitive jungle, and the primitive jungle of the beastman society was even more brutal. He figured that he would probably end up like the male supporting character in the original novel.
Even though his regained memories brought him many skills, he wouldn't be arrogant. His time as emperor taught him to be cautious; otherwise, he would either harm himself or others.
Following his memory, Yin Chen ran towards the direction of the tribe. From a distance, he saw a giant silver python, as large as a mountain range, moving through the jungle. The tall trees beneath it were like small grass, flattened over a large area.
Yin Chen looked dazed for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh, like a fox that had stolen some fish, or like an innocent child.
The primitive man Chen's memories told him that the giant python was Xun, the tribe's first warrior, and now his mate. But the familiar excitement deep within his soul told him that the giant python was Long Xun.
How wonderful, they are actually a married couple in this life.
Long Xun was very anxious. He hadn't expected that he was too late; Chen had already left the tribe.
He had barely grasped the situation when he couldn't resist rushing out of the tribe and began searching everywhere for Chen's whereabouts. However, the primeval jungle was too vast, and a person was too insignificant compared to it.
After being targeted by ferocious beasts several times while traversing the forest as a member of the Ming Cult, Long Xun transformed into a beastman, becoming a giant silver python that flattened the jungle wherever it went, much like a bulldozer.
Behind him, the tribal chief Ye was chasing after him, shouting for him to stop and saying that they had already sent people to retrieve the female.
Long Xun ignored him. Ye fell behind after failing to find a place to stay and was shaken off by the silver python, never to be seen again.
Long Xun finally sensed Yin Chen's presence.
He rushed over and spotted Yin Chen standing in the open space. Yin Chen was unharmed, wearing an animal skin skirt. He stood there with a tall and slender figure and a pair of deep blue eyes staring at him intently.
Long Xun leaned closer and carefully wrapped his tail around him. The snake's vertical pupils, which appeared even colder and more ruthless, stared at his lover, whom he had lost and then regained, without saying a word.
He was too excited and still a little scared. Worried that his human form might reveal something to Yin Chen, he simply made contact in his beast form.
Yin Chen raised his hand and saw the silver python lower its head, letting him touch and kiss its smooth scales.
The tentacles were cold as iron yet smooth as jade. The first warrior's beast form was that of a cold-blooded, scaled creature, which earned him great respect in the tribe and made him unapproachable. This cold, scaled armor instilled fear in others, but it dazzled Yin Chen.
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