Su Ran transmigrated.
And was picked up by a birdman back to the nest… oh no, a werewolf.
She stood in the giant bird’s nest built at a dozen meters high altitude, her legs trembling:
“Hey, big brother! Is your bird… no, wolf nest sturdy?!”
But the werewolf with a pair of wings in front of her tilted its head, its fluffy ears twitching, a pair of pale green round eyes showing doubt: “Ah woo?”
No golden finger, no system, farming-oriented.
Stockpile goods, farm fields, hunt, build houses
