Bai Youran felt frustrated. Ever since Mu Yuan became a useless beastman, he hadn't let up on her—instead, she now had to support him.
And every day, Mu Yuan acted like some overseer, constantly trailing behind her.
Still, Bai Youran didn't dare leave his side. Despite being a useless beastman, Mu Yuan retained the aura of a high-level beastman, enough to intimidate other hostile beasts.
Since the system had disappeared, looking back on these days, Bai Youran deeply regretted her choices. She shouldn't have been with Mu Yuan just because of his identity—and she certainly shouldn't have gotten pregnant.
If she had a second chance, she would have simply kept the beastmen dangling for their favor—but sadly, there's no potion of regret in this world.
Seeing her lost in thought, Mu Yuan kicked her with his foot, grumbling: "Get up! Today the cave's food is gone again."
What could Bai Youran do? Even though Mu Yuan's arms were useless, his beastman strength still allowed him to hold her down.
After a fight in which she couldn't get up, Bai Youran had completely given up the unrealistic hope of defeating him by force.
"Alright, I'm going." She dragged her exhausted body toward the traps set the day before.
Mu Yuan followed slowly behind. He still depended on this female to survive, so he had to keep an eye on her.
After some time, Mu Yuan noticed Bai Youran's usefulness: she was clever and able to recognize new food sources.
"Stop dawdling. Move quickly, or else you'll regret it." Listening to his urging, Bai Youran felt a twinge of resentment.
She had once considered slipping poison into the food to kill Mu Yuan, but ultimately abandoned the idea. She didn't want to wander alone—no matter how bad Mu Yuan was, being with him was safer than being solitary.
The Tiger Tribe had been searching for them, but they were always one step behind. Mu Yuan had already led Bai Youran near the Rabbit Beast Tribe.
At first, Mu Yuan had considered joining the Rabbit Tribe to seek shelter. To blend in, he had hidden the true condition of his body, planning to fake an injury during hunting to extort the Rabbit Tribe.
But when the tribe saw the beast skin covering his arm, they had their shaman inspect him—and immediately discovered the truth: Mu Yuan was a useless beastman. They scolded him: "In this state, get lost! We don't need a useless beastman like you."
So Mu Yuan had to abandon his schemes and continue this life of hiding with Bai Youran.
Another cold season arrived. Lately, Mu Yuan's gaze toward Bai Youran had been more intense than ever. She understood what it meant, but their cave was so small she had nowhere to escape.
Under one of Mu Yuan's strong advances, they ended up together. Bai Youran resisted with scratching, biting, and all her tricks, but ultimately couldn't overcome his powerful coercion.
This was natural—beastmen, once paired, experienced a winter mating season every year. Unless a male had extraordinarily strong willpower, there was only one way.
Afterwards, Bai Youran looked pale, barely alive. Her chest rose and fell slightly—the only proof she was still breathing.
Mu Yuan, done venting, looked sullen. Honestly, if he were fully conscious, he would have completely disregarded Bai Youran's now-ugly appearance. But instinct drove him again, leaving him disgusted with himself afterward.
A month later, Bai Youran slumped, feeling that familiar dread: Oh no, it's happened again. Just like last time…
"This is all your fault. I'm pregnant again… what do I do?"
At this realization, her fear of Mu Yuan vanished, replaced by resentment.
"Then give birth. Maybe this one will be a good child." Mu Yuan unusually didn't argue this time. In his heart, he still wanted a child to carry on his bloodline.
To Bai Youran, his words seemed extremely irresponsible—but she understood that in this underdeveloped beastman world, her only real choice was to give birth.
When the day of delivery came, nothing went according to expectations. Bai Youran was left with the same problematic seven beastmen.
The worst part: due to insufficient nutrition, she hemorrhaged heavily after giving birth. Near death, she dreamed a completely different life.
In the dream, she was majestic, a divine beauty, with all the best beastmen in the world at her feet, waiting for her favor—it was wonderful.
But as she continued, the dream turned grim: the wild system abandoned her, her appearance aged into an elderly woman, and her life left only a few hours.
Former suitors fell in the inter-tribal wars, some dead, some crippled.
Bai Youran's pupils dilated; her misty eyes stared fixedly into the void.
Mu Yuan, watching her lifeless, felt no compassion—only disgust.
Once again, he abandoned his imperfect offspring, this time tossing Bai Youran's body as well, without hesitation.
However, without Bai Youran, life became extremely difficult. She had been the one maintaining the traps; he hadn't learned her skills.
His poorly made traps couldn't catch any prey. He tried digging them deeper—but alone, he found it easy to get in but hard to get out.
When Mu Yuan realized something was wrong, it was too late. He could only cry out in despair: "I'm here! Any kind beastmen, please save me!"
But their location was far from other tribes. Only wild beasts roamed—no other beastmen would come.
Two days later, Mu Yuan was near death. Hearing footsteps above, he looked up—and saw a lion drooling above him.