Transmigrated into the prehistoric world with no background, what else can one do besides farm and cultivate flowers and plants? They say that in the prehistoric world, even a pig can become a celestial being given enough time. Faced with this dangerous and barbaric land, Wu Chu can only stay home, farm, brew, raise spiritual plants and pets, and silently wait for the day he ascends to immortality. In his spare time, he engages in invention and creation, and writes stories about the prehistoric world. Big shots from all walks of life, I have wine, do you have stories?