Male supporting role is not a stepping stone

Cheng Leyu was really afraid of these savages who would kneel and worship him at any time, or look at him with fanatical eyes, which made him shudder and uncomfortable.

In the whole tribe, only the young boy had a relatively natural attitude towards him, and he was so handsome and had a nice voice. Cheng Leyu didn't know that the treatment he received was all because of this recognized friend. So he clung to the young boy even more, wishing that he would not be separated from him for a single step.

The priest and the tribe leader Beast Father were happy to see it happen, but Yang Yan himself did not intend to cheat and deceive for the rest of his life by relying on the name of God's messenger. In this world, there are dangers everywhere. Inside, there is the original male protagonist Zhe, who is eyeing you covetously, and outside, there are powerful tribes that may take your life at any time while you are sick. Besides, his father Shi's life is still waiting for him to save!

He is still more accustomed to holding the power in his own hands. The next day, he arranged a few sub-beasts to accompany Cheng Leyu, and he began to practice his skills and medical knowledge.

He still didn't understand why the orcs could transform and what kind of energy their physical strength contained, but he found in the process of experiment that the body of the sub-orcs belonging to the original owner was not so weak that it could not withstand a single blow.

Soon he built a circulation system similar to the internal force in his body. With past experience, he could fight against powerful orcs. As for the giant beasts in the forest, even if he couldn't beat them, he could still escape.

With the power of self-protection, Yang Yan's range of action became wider. While comparing the original owner's memory, he tried it himself and finally made some medicines that might be commonly used for stopping bleeding and inflammation and treating colds and fevers.

Cheng Leyu, who was ruthlessly abandoned by his friends, was a little disappointed at first, but in fact, this was more conducive to his integration into the tribe. The sub-orcs who accompanied him were not as quick as his friends, so he had to force himself to learn their language.

Soon he found out that he was not as stupid as he thought. In the immersive teaching, he could have a simple conversation with people in the tribe in Orc language in less than half a month.

But as he communicated more and understood more deeply, he gradually found that his previous guess was very likely to be true, which made him anxious day by day. Finally, he could no longer hold back and caught the young boy who came back late at night without sleeping.

"Yan, can you take me to the place where you found me?" Cheng Leyu's eyes looked particularly bright in the dark night. At first glance, he looked like a hunter that appeared at night, emitting a faint green light.

Yang Yan did not seem to be frightened at all. He nodded calmly and said, "Okay, I'll take you there tomorrow."

Cheng Leyu was a little surprised. He thought his idea would be extremely blocked, but the young boy agreed at once, as if his request was as natural as breathing and drinking water. It was a pity that he had been entangled for a long time before, fearing that he would turn against his friends because of this.

"Uh...then call me tomorrow morning." He hesitated several times and finally uttered only this sentence.

But Cheng Leyu couldn't sleep the whole night after that, with a mess of thoughts running through his mind: one moment, the boy pretended to agree with him, but turned around and informed the priest and the clan leader, and he was imprisoned; the next moment, he found the way home, but the boy blocked him on the road and didn't let him leave.

I don't know why, the boy who gave him a sense of security in this strange place always became the villain who prevented him from going home in his dreams.

Cheng Leyu fell asleep in a daze until almost dawn. When he was awakened by someone slapping his face, he was shocked and almost couldn't help but punch the boy's face that was enlarged in front of him.

"Let's go, Yong and the others are waiting for us outside." Yang Yan saw that he shrank to the head of the bed as soon as he woke up, as if he didn't see the defense and vigilance in his eyes, and said lightly.

Cheng Leyu was stunned for a moment before he realized what he meant. He jumped off the bed excitedly, but when he met the young boy's gaze, he felt a little embarrassed, with a faint sense of guilt in his heart, similar to "others are running around because of my words, but I am doubting him."

Yang Yan did not give him more time to think, turned around and walked out of the cave first, so he had to pull his hair and follow him.

Taking advantage of the morning light, Yang Yan had already told the priest and the clan leader his father where to go. Although the two were unwilling to let the envoy of God abandon the tribe and return to heaven, they knew that the apprentice/son was the messenger of the beast god. They did not dare to ignore his words out of awe, and finally agreed reluctantly.

Yong did not know the purpose of this trip. He was waiting at the foot of the mountain with a few orc warriors. When he saw the two, he did not ask much. He turned into a beast and waited for them to sit up and then followed the instructions and ran to the pool.

Cheng Leyu was nervous and uneasy. His hands subconsciously grasped the hard long hair of the giant tiger under his crotch, and his stomach was filled with nausea.

"Eat something!" Yang Yan threw him a bag of fruit and a piece of heated beast meat at the right time.

He thanked him and took it. He ate a little bit and felt better.

About half an hour later, the group came to the pool. This time, Cheng Leyu slid down the giant tiger by himself without anyone's help. He turned back into human form, rubbed his neck pitifully, and shrank to the side without saying anything.

Cheng Leyu did not notice that he had accidentally hurt an orc. He looked at everything in front of him in shock and could not help but ask: "Yan, you won't tell me that you found me here, right?"

"Don't you remember?" Yang Yan asked innocently.

Cheng Leyu saw that he didn't look fake, and didn't know what to say for a moment. Of course he still remembered this place. It was in this place that he was almost scared to death when he opened his eyes, hiding behind the young boy and confronting several big men.

But he always thought that he was brought here when he was unconscious, and the place where he fell should be a mountain, but now he can't even see the shadow of the hillside.

"You are lying to me, right?" Cheng Leyu retreated again and again in disbelief, "You must have brought me from Luowu Mountain to this place. You don't want me to go back, so you talk nonsense."

He spoke quickly and urgently, and used the language of his world. Yang Yan showed a moderate look of confusion, which made him slowly calm down.

"Where am I from?" Cheng Leyu asked in orc language.

Yang Yan smiled slightly, pointed to the sky above the pool, and replied: "A black hole, you fell into the water, Gang and Meng brought you up."

The two orcs who were named stepped forward and nodded vigorously to show that he believed what he said.

Even if Cheng Leyu had ten thousand unbeliefs in his heart, the faces of the three people were full of sincerity, and he had a vague premonition before, so he could only believe the outrageous guess-he really traveled through time and space and arrived in a strange world.

But believing is one thing, and accepting is another.

Cheng Leyu was hit so hard that he lost his mind. He screamed and rushed to the pool. Yong was horrified and wanted to stop him, but was pulled back by Yang Yan's arm.

It stands to reason that the sub-orcs are much weaker than orcs. He should not be able to hold people back with one pull. Instead, it is more likely that he will be carried forward. But when his brother grabbed his arm, Yong felt a softness all over his body and almost fell to the ground.

Before he could savor it, the feeling had disappeared without a trace, and the lost strength returned to his body again, as if nothing had happened.

And just in this moment of delay, the envoy of God had already rushed into the pool, swam towards the center with his arms.

"I... Yan you... envoy of God..." Yong's mind was full of question marks, and he didn't know which question to ask first. He rubbed his head and was dumbfounded on the spot.

"The envoy of God didn't know that the beast god sent him down to the earth to train him and sealed his divine power," Yang Yan began to talk nonsense seriously again, "He seemed a little bit unable to accept it."

"So pitiful..." Yong immediately felt sympathy for the crazy sub-orc man, and forgot to ask his brother how he had just restrained himself.

The few orcs just saw the envoy of God being thrown from the sky and fell into the lake. If Yan hadn't brought them here, he wouldn't know how he would be tortured.

As for Zhe, who was drinking water by the pool at the time and had a high probability of saving the envoy of God, he was subconsciously ignored by them because he had no sense of existence.

The image of the beast god merged with the face of their stern beast father. Thinking of how they were also driven into the forest to survive alone when they were just adults, they all felt the same.

Cheng Leyu quickly swam to the center of the pool and yelled at the sky, but no matter whether he begged to go home to reunite with his parents and sister or cursed the thief God, he did not make any noise.

The sky was still clear, with white clouds floating quietly, and huge birds flying by with joy from time to time. Everything seemed to be a one-man show for him.

"Fuck!" Cheng Leyu exhausted himself and wiped his eyes hard. His face was suddenly full of liquid. He didn't know whether it was the water from his hands or the tears.

He gave up treading water in frustration, lying on his back on the lake without moving, and slowly began to sink.

Yang Yan saw something was wrong and quickly said to his brother, "Yong, go and bring the messenger back."

Yong had actually been extremely anxious for a long time, but he didn't dare to act on his own because of his younger brother's increasing prestige recently. When he received his order, he trotted into the pool without delay.

Two huge palms like palm leaves swam quickly, and in a few strokes, they swam to Cheng Leyu's side, picked him up when he was about to sink completely, and then held him under his armpits like a hen holding a chick, leaving only half of his head exposed for him to breathe, and swam back quickly.