Summary
I transmigrated into the body of an animal keeper. While I was feeding meat to the Tibetan Wolf, I triggered the Bullet Screen System. [Feed Little Wolf meat until he’s full now, and later you’ll feed Little Wolf with your own flesh until he’s full. Hehehe.] [Shut up! I support the Golden Python next door. Sure, the wolf has that alpha-dog waist, but honestly, who can say no to two?] [How shallow. Little Fox is the real king! Once he takes human form, he’ll have nine tails! Anything goes, okay?!] I stared at the bullet comments and sighed. What a niche string of words. Wait. I looked around the zoo. So the meat they wanted to eat… was me!