EXILE

introduction:

Yan Mohun, who completely offended God, wore it into another world, and soon realized that he was in a cruel environment. Not only was he penniless, he broke his leg and was abandoned in the wilderness by the clansmen. Finally, he found someone, but he was stunned and carried back with a hand knife by the man to store food for winter. When I woke up and met someone in the tribe who was injured and became a slave, Yan Mo felt that it was not the best time for him to take action. As a result, the system prompts: If you die, you will not save it once. The scum value is +10, the total scum value 180 million...The protagonist has suffered a miserable experience. Without a big cheat sheet, he needs nothing but a high-profile show, otherwise he will be described as a monster and killed every minute. After all, there is a system but it is cheating. Bonus points, you can't save it if you die! People have to squeeze sweat for him, but also look forward to how he can survive. The herbal fragrance of love is long, and the knowledge of Chinese medicine and Chinese herbal medicine interspersed in the text also reveals the author's rigorous and serious attitude.

(The story isn't mine...I hope the readers will adjust to the translation...and I hope the author will give me the right to publish this on wattpad.)