A Prehistoric Beastman’s Survival Guide [Farming]

Lu Er transmigrates to an alien world, becoming a newly widowed sub-beast named Lv Er in a small beastman tribe, with no one to protect him on the verge of starvation and thirst. His home has nothing except a kitten. Agricultural Ph.D. Lu Er: "...Fine, leave it to the professional." Build greenhouses, grow vegetables, plant millet and sweet potatoes; Tame wild beasts, herd cattle and sheep, raise livestock; Construct earthen houses, fire pottery, spin hemp cloth; Cultivate flowers and fruits, brew wine and sauce, plant trees. During the long drought, Lu Er leads the entire tribe to turn wilderness survival into a pastoral paradise, farming while petting his cat—living free as a god. After great effort, the proud and fierce beastman finally reverts from his cub form and storms back into the tent, only to find the sub-beast who pet him without regard for his dignity carrying a bundle of sweet potatoes, big eyes full of confusion: "Who are you?" The majestic yet icy lion beastman blushes: "...Y-your mate." Straight as steel·severe plushophile·lost his cat·unhappy·Lu Er: I don’t swing that way, thanks—but can I pet your fluffy lion head? Jiao: "..." When the distant Sacred Altar Tribe finds their long-lost young chieftain, they discover their mighty and domineering leader washed fluffy and desperately fawning over a sub-beast for pets, while growling at any potential furry rivals to stay away. Looking closer: Huh? Has this no-name little tribe gotten a bit too prosperous?