Deep affection knows no origin; remember the polar bear's love for you.

Chapter 117 More Than Just
His answer confused Slok:

"What do you mean, 'more than'?"

He peered at Caesar with a curious look, sensing that something seemed off about him.

Caesar glanced around, a fleeting glimpse of Xiao Ran in his eyes:
"We're not the only ones here; there are other polar bears too."

He rarely showed such an expression, and when Slok wanted to take another look, he could no longer find that trace in his eyes. He simply assumed he had seen wrong and laughed.
"Are you kidding me? This place is so different from where we live, how could there be polar bears living here?"

As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something and chuckled:
"If what you're saying is true, and there really are polar bears here, then their way of life must be very different from ours."

"If that's the case, it makes sense that Guo Mi said she's not suited for snow-capped mountains and ice floes. Maybe she's a polar bear who accidentally wandered into the snow-capped mountains from here!"

The more he listened, the more sense it made, and he looked at Caesar with a smug expression:

"Look, I've found another piece of evidence that she's a polar bear!"

Caesar was somewhat irritated:

"This is different!"

“What’s different?!” Slok retorted.

Caesar was speechless; he found that he really couldn't put his finger on what was different.

But unlike last time when he was persuaded by Slok, this time Caesar clearly felt that something was wrong, but he just couldn't figure out what it was.

Slok was greatly pleased by Caesar's speechless appearance. He even felt that the reason he had found this time was more convincing than the reason he had previously used to prove that Guo Mi was a polar bear!

It jumped up and down celebrating its victory over Caesar, its paws held high as it walked, and its hopping and leaping was quite eye-catching.

But he forgot that his cold-blooded older brother was clearly more skilled with his claws than with his words!
Before long, Slok's heart-wrenching screams echoed across the tundra:

"Ouch—, I was wrong, please don't hit me!"

A moment later, Caesar took the lead, while Slok, who had just received a beating, followed behind with a wronged expression, secretly glancing at Caesar with accusatory and sinister eyes.

"I hope Guo Mi never talks to you again!" Slok muttered to himself.

"What did you say?" Caesar stopped in his tracks, staring at him dangerously.

Slok was so frightened that he jumped up and backed away.

"No, I didn't say anything!"

Caesar bared his teeth and ordered him around:

"If you have nothing to do, go find food, go hunting. If you just sit here waiting for me to find food for you, are you still an immature bear cub?"

Slok, of course, didn't want to, and was thinking of slacking off.

Just as he was about to roll to the ground, Caesar took a step forward, and the sharp claws hidden in his fur struck the exposed stone in the mud with a crisp sound.

The bear stopped lying down abruptly, afraid of being beaten. It silently pulled its half-leaning body back up, glared at Caesar with barely suppressed anger, and slunk away.

Caesar lay down to rest, his nose twitching slightly, the scent of Guo Mi lingering in the air seeping into his nostrils.

The wind is currently blowing down, but once the direction changes, the amount of scent we can detect will decrease significantly, making tracking more difficult.

Therefore, Caesar never stopped trying to catch the scent left by Gomi.

Originally, it was thought that it would take Slok four or five hours to bring back the prey, but who knew that he would come back in less than half an hour.

"Caesar——"

Slok wobbled toward him, his ears bobbing up and down.

Caesar lifted one eyelid to look at him, and after confirming that he neither saw nor smelled the prey, he closed his eyes again.

The claws, hidden in the fur, silently emerged, waiting for Slok to approach. Slok, seemingly unaware of the danger, excitedly said:
"I've discovered something interesting!"

He stopped abruptly two meters away from Caesar, as if anticipating something, and took a step to the side with his front paws, preparing to take off in a mad dash:
"Really, I'm definitely not slacking off!"

Caesar watched as he made a series of subtle movements, his muscles, which seemed unchanged but were actually tense and ready to explode at any moment, suddenly relaxed, and he clicked his tongue inwardly.

He's not very bold, but he's always up to something; I use all my energy to guard against him.

Having abandoned the idea of ​​teaching Slok a lesson, Caesar rolled on the ground and, under Slok's pleading gaze, leisurely said:
"What's interesting?"

Slok was very happy:

"Human blocks are human holes!"

He used to call the things humans built "human blocks," but after meeting Guo Mi, he changed his terminology to "human holes."

Caesar's interest, which had just begun to rise, vanished instantly, and he let out a sneer:
"What does this mean? Slok, if you want to slack off, then go hungry. I'm absolutely not going to find you anything to eat this time."

Slok quickly replied:

"One is obviously not interesting, but I saw a lot of them, densely packed together!"

They occasionally see human-built blocks on the snow-capped mountains where they live, but the number is very small, usually only one or two, and humans do not stay in those blocks for long.

Those blocks are empty for most of the year.

Caesar suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the words "densely packed" and "numerous".

She didn't refuse when Slok said, "I'll take you to see it," and silently followed behind him.

When the sun is high in the sky, the air humidity is at its lowest, and without the obstruction of fog, the visibility is very clear.

Many blocks are gathered together, and wisps of smoke rise from one or two rooftops, pointing towards the sky and then merging with the clouds.

A silver band encircled the square, and several cargo ships were moored on the shore.

The scene before him overlapped with the scene in his memory, and Caesar could hardly tell whether it was the present or the past.

Slok was in high spirits, talking non-stop beside him:

"I have never seen so many human-made caves before. These caves seem to be different from the ones we have seen before."

"I've seen those cargo ships before..."

He was so engrossed in his speech that he didn't notice Caesar's increasingly cold gaze beside him.

Caesar's eyes revealed a fierce glint, his fangs growing increasingly menacing, only to vanish completely in the next second as he listened quietly to Slok's incessant chatter.

He only spoke calmly after he had finished speaking:
"Slok, curiosity is one thing, but you understand the rest without me having to remind you, right?"

Slok paused for a moment, then laughed:
"I understand, I understand. I'll just look from a distance, I definitely won't get close!"

He sighed:

"After all, it seems like people are in these caves all year round, so of course I wouldn't be so ungrateful."

Caesar glanced at him.

This silly bear always sneaks into the houses below the snow-capped mountains when no one is home, breaks in with other bears, sleeps inside, looks for food, and then leaves before the humans return.

He saw several times humans staring at the unrecognizable houses, standing in front of them and screaming wildly.

Although he couldn't understand what they were shouting, he could tell from the fact that those bald guys were so angry that their bald spots were turning red that they must not have said anything nice.

The only difference between the people in this town and those below the snow-capped mountains is that they seem more harmless. They always repair the houses after getting angry, but they don't go around looking for the culprit with guns.

Otherwise, that stupid bear would probably be nothing but skin by now.