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

Chapter 173 The Giant Seal

He carefully washed off the bloodstains from the fight and then meticulously selected a plump seal to hunt.

Because it was difficult to move, the best part was preserved.

Slok, having gotten a good deal, ate the rest with gusto, his mocking gaze following Caesar as he slowly entered the water, washing away the bloodstains on his chest from dissecting the seal with the seawater, and inwardly exclaimed, "Wow!"

The robust male bear climbed up, vigorously shook its fur, and water droplets splashed from its body, gathering into a cloud of icy mist that blocked part of the sunlight but formed a platinum halo around it.

The fact that Caesar's hair was flat and limp from the water did not make him look weak; on the contrary, it made his strong and powerful physique even more obvious!
Slok ate with grease dripping from his mouth, and didn't forget to flatter the man:
"Caesar, you're unusually strong today. Don't worry, even the mother bears love you when you're like this!"

The male bear, praised, raised its head slightly, its eyes revealing no smugness, its expression indifferent, seemingly unmoved by Slok's flattery.

Slok knew him too well; instead of stopping because of his attitude, he became increasingly talkative, eventually sounding like he was blatantly lying.

"No male bear in the entire Arctic can rival you! As long as you speak politely, Guo Mi will definitely choose you in the end!"

Slok glanced at Caesar's increasingly bright eyes out of the corner of his eye, and deliberately emphasized the words "speak properly."

Even amidst the overwhelming flattery, he remained mindful enough to remind Caesar of his own shortcomings.

Unfortunately, his cold-blooded older brother remained unmoved, and it was unclear whether he had taken it to heart or simply ignored it.

Slok was somewhat frustrated and didn't want to talk anymore. He lowered his head, tore off a piece of meat, and chewed it angrily.

The seal's carcass was still warm; the gaping wounds exposed its internal organs, which floated in the cold air with a thin layer of white mist, evaporating their last bit of heat.

In the frigid Arctic winter, being able to drink a mouthful of scalding seal blood and eat a bite of still-warm seal meat is an extraordinary treat for polar bears.

Especially when the meat is still soft before it freezes, it slides down your throat into your stomach, and you go hunting in the icy seawater—all for this one bite.

Caesar, watching the seal meat as the mist dissipated, began to urge Slok on:

"Have you eaten yet?"

Slok hurriedly stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth, his voice muffled:
"I'm full, I'm full!"

Caesar glanced at him, and the silly bear quickly chewed the meat in his mouth, trying to grab a couple more bites before leaving.

It wasn't that he was hungry, but because if the seal meat was left there, other bears would soon come and eat it all.

The silly bear couldn't bear to part with it.

Perhaps because he was in a good mood today, Caesar said in a low voice:

"Don't eat it anymore. If it's gone, it's gone. We'll catch some more when we come back."

Slok's ears twitched, and he stared at Caesar in disbelief, grinning widely as if flattered:
"really?"

Caesar offered to hunt prey for him?!

Although he ate quite a bit of the prey that Caesar brought back after he grew up, Caesar mostly treated him with impatience and never offered to share it with him.

Thanks to Slok's strong heart and invincible shamelessness, he managed to drag his prey away from Caesar's emotionless gaze by getting close to his mouth.

Most of the time, Caesar would acquiesce with a blank expression, sometimes giving him a small portion with his claws when he was in a good mood, and sometimes slapping him with his claws when he was in a bad mood!
She has never offered to go hunting specifically for him!

Tears welled in Slok's eyes. He abandoned the seal meat at his feet, snuggled close to Caesar, and leaned against him, his voice trembling with embarrassment:

"It's so kind of you--"

Caesar felt a chill run down his spine, turned his head and slapped Slok with his claws, making him howl in pain. He said coldly:
"Stay away from me!"

Slok shook his face, which had just been slashed, the fur on his neck standing on end, and looked at Caesar with a resentful expression.

Caesar hissed, no longer wanting to look at him, lowered his head, picked up the seal meat, and began to move in the direction where he had seen Guo Mi yesterday.

Normally, polar bears would have to search for their scent again to find them.

Guo Mi doesn't need to do that. She has the habit of digging burrows to build nests. Although she can no longer dig burrows for herself on the ice floes, she will stay in the same place for a much longer time than other polar bears.

In addition, it seems she dug another hole in that spot yesterday.

Caesar was confident that he had a high probability of finding her there again.

Slok quickly followed and began to ramble on:
"Guomi has started competing with other bears for food. She and the salmon bones must have been starving for a long time. If you give her this seal, she'll be very happy!"

The seal Caesar hunted this time weighed over 400 kilograms, almost half of his own body weight.

This is an extremely rare prey. Ordinary bears would never choose this kind of prey as their target. It is difficult and the success rate is low. Caesar also had to put in a lot of effort when hunting.

This seal was extremely alert. It noticed Caesar as he climbed out of the water, his body already halfway off the edge, with only his tail still on the ice.

However, Caesar was quick and swift. He pressed his heavy bear paws down on the tail and then quickly bit it firmly, dragging it back from the sea onto the ice!
The seal didn't seem to have been caught before. Even with its tail bitten, it didn't give up on escaping. It struggled with its fat body, wriggling towards the edge of the ice. After all, with its weight, it was possible to break free from the bear's jaws and fight for its own survival.

Unfortunately, this time it didn't encounter a bear.

Slok arrived shortly after and also bit the seal's body. The two bears worked together to drag it away from the edge of the ice!

The seals, having no hope of survival, resigned themselves to their fate.

However, it was simply too big to be dragged for several kilometers, so Caesar chose to keep only the best parts.

Slock recounts Guo Mi's "tragic experience" with her cubs on the ice floes, such as "she went hungry for many days," "the prey she finally caught must have been eaten by the bear cubs," and "maybe the male bears often stole her food, so she couldn't take it anymore and fought back!"...

Amidst Slok's endless chatter, Caesar quickened his pace, covering a journey that was expected to take an hour in just thirty-five minutes.

Slok finally stopped talking after more than half an hour. After a moment of silence, he suddenly lowered his voice and spoke in a cheerful tone:

"Look, another seal!"

Caesar put down the meat in his mouth and saw that one striking black dot in the vast white expanse.

This seal is clearly resting near the ventilation hole, which makes it quite difficult to catch.

Alternatively, they could charge straight at the seals, but seals are extremely sensitive to vibrations on the ice, making this method highly unsuccessful.

Alternatively, you could dive down, swim to the bottom of the snorkel, and climb up through it!

This method has a high success rate; by blocking the air vents, the seal has nowhere to escape and ultimately becomes prey for the claws.

However, to use this method, one must first be able to swim to the air vent before suffocating, and finding the exact location under the ice is actually very difficult.

Secondly, the ventilation hole must be large enough for the polar bear to pass through; otherwise, it is highly likely that it will not only fail to catch its prey, but may also not have enough oxygen to return and drown.

In short, most polar bears don't like to hunt seals that rest near their breathing holes because it's too much trouble.

but……

Caesar raised his paw and poked at the seal meat he had brought; it was already completely cold, and frozen blood dripped off and stuck to the tip of his paw.

Although Slok was noisy, he listened to a lot of what he said. Guo Mi was much more afraid of the cold than they were, so eating something hot would be much more comfortable than eating cold seal meat.

The seal lying on the ground was unaware that it had been targeted by a bear again, and continued to leisurely tap the ice with its tail.

Caesar began to look around the seal for any extra breathing holes, and suddenly felt that they looked somewhat familiar.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the spot where the seal was lying seemed to be the place where Guo Mi and her two cubs had dug a hole yesterday.

At the same time, Slok's surprised voice rang in my ears:

"It smells like Guo Mi!"

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