I Transmigrated to a Primitive World and Got Surrounded by Beast-Ear Girls

No System. No Cheats. No Fighting Skills. Just 9 Years of Public Education – How One Useless Modern Guy Used Fire-Making, Pottery, and Bronze Smelting to Survive a World of Giant Beasts – and Feed a Tribe of Fist-Fighting Beast-Ear Girls Who Thought He Was Prey Li Zai didn't reincarnate as a prince or a cultivation god. He barely landed before a ridiculously strong beast-ear girl grabbed him by the scruff like some featherless weakling and dragged him back to her tribe. No tech. No farming. No fire. Just a pack of primitive beast-ear girls living on instinct, swinging claws at everything that moved. Giant beasts roamed the forests. Food was pure luck. Winter was a death sentence. Li Zai looked down at himself – zero stamina, zero combat ability. The only thing he brought with him? Whatever was left of his 9-year compulsory education rattling around in his skull. No system window. No starter pack. Not even a lighter. But he chose to live. Fire by friction. Clay pots. Bronze smelting. Taming wild animals… Every step teetered on failure. Every breakthrough cost blood. And those beast-ear girls who once called him "useless chicken"? They started sneaking him the fattest meat, huddling against him in his dugout den at night, and even throwing punches at rival tribes – all for him. This isn't a smooth conquest story. No god-tier skills. No dumbed-down enemies. Just an ordinary man using the clumsiest methods – planting, building, allying, fighting – to drag a Stone Age tribe forward, inch by inch. He wants to give these furry-eared, tail-wagging girls a home where they no longer have to fear the dark or hunger. — A slow-burn settlement novel. No system. No harem fluff. Just real survival and real companionship. For readers who love watching civilization rise from scratch, one log and one clay pot at a time.