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

Chapter 192 Am I a Beautiful Bear?
Even though he knew that Caesar would most likely not refuse the offer, and that this was probably what he wanted, the salmon still couldn't help feeling uneasy about negotiating with him.

The male bear standing before her was synonymous with strength and ferocity in the entire northern lands, its overwhelming power intimidating all polar bears.

His temperament was not good, and in the eyes of the other bears besides Gomi, Caesar was mostly moody.

This made the salmon secretly wonder if negotiating with the bear cub would be offensive to him, especially since her words had been very purposeful from the beginning. Would the strong male bear be angry at her for using him?

Even his own brother, Slok, mostly only dared to tentatively approach this male bear, and would immediately submit if provoked.

Throughout the entire period after meeting Caesar, only Guo Mi was able to negotiate with him.

The bear cubs waited with their heads down for a long time, so long that they began to doubt whether they were speaking too softly and that Caesar might not have heard them.

The salmon cautiously raised its little head and saw Caesar sitting leisurely in the snow at the cave entrance, looking down at them with great satisfaction, his eyes filled with two meanings:
What nonsense are you talking about?
You two know what's good for you!
The salmon's mind went blank for a moment, and before they could react, Caesar had already reached out his claws and patted the entrance to the hole, silently urging them to get to work!

The two bear cubs looked at each other, then had no choice but to crawl into the hole and start huffing and puffing as they dug.

Caesar flopped down on the ground with a "thud," his body rubbing comfortably against the snow. He rolled around a couple of times, making a soft, contented grumbling sound, clearly preparing to wait for the little bear to finish digging the burrow so he could sit back and enjoy the fruits of his labor.

The permafrost in the far north is naturally much more solid than the soft soil in warmer regions, but bears are so large that digging such a large burrow without it collapsing requires extremely high skill.

The hole that Guo Mi dug was big enough for her to sleep in and for the two little bears to barely walk a few steps, but if Caesar wanted to crawl in, the little bears would have nowhere to stay.

He could only stick tightly to Guo Mi, with very little room to move.

The bear's main task was to widen the entrance to the hole so that Caesar could crawl inside.

As for the cave cavity, they were powerless to do anything about it.

After the cave entrance was widened, Caesar, like a slave owner exploiting his laborers, began to inspect the results of the project, while the little bear sat by the cave, waiting anxiously.

He stuck his head into the hole and slowly moved his body.

You need to curl up to get in, but it's definitely big enough to get through.

The salmon breathed a sigh of relief, but wasn't happy, and gave a wry smile to the fish bones:

Because before she went into hibernation, Gomi no longer wanted Caesar to get close to her.

They took it upon themselves to dig the hole for Caesar; she'll be furious if she wakes up.

Fishbone also thought of this, and both little bears were in low spirits.

However, this relief was short-lived, as Caesar, who had successfully entered the hole, suddenly retreated.

He sat silently at the cave entrance, his gaze seemingly solidified, piercing straight through the dark and deep opening to land on Guo Mi, who was fast asleep inside, his eyes flickering uncertainly.

Within minutes, his previous cheerful mood vanished, and the entire bear was shrouded in gloom.

The drastic changes made the little bear's heart leap with excitement!

Could it be... that something unexpected happened?!

The salmon suddenly stood up, and the fish skeleton also crawled up and scurried towards the hole!

Just as he was about to crawl into the cave to take a look, Caesar's thick bear paws suddenly sat down in front of the cave entrance, and then his huge body completely blocked the entrance!

This behavior further fueled the two bear cubs' suspicions, leading them to wonder if Caesar had done something bad to Gomi while she was sleeping!

The little guy looked up, about to roar at Caesar without a care, but froze the next second. Caesar's ears were drooping, and his eyes were clouded with a barely perceptible dimness, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

This was a side of him that he had never shown before.

The salmon suppressed the roar that was about to escape its lips, took two steps back, and looked at him with suspicion, then heard him ask:

"Before Guo Mi fell asleep, did she encounter..."

Caesar paused here, a look of struggle, hesitation, and embarrassment in his eyes.

The two little bears were pressed together, their two dark, beady eyes looking at him, waiting for him to finish speaking.

But he changed his mind and asked the two bear cubs:
Am I strong?

Upon hearing this, the salmon and fishbone were completely stunned, having never expected him to ask such a question.

Caesar was certainly very strong; he was larger than most male bears in the Arctic, and his strength was beyond question.

Judging from how he repeatedly used his size advantage to pin the bears that provoked him to the ground, it's quite obvious that he knew this, so why did he ask them?
Despite this, the little bear dared not raise any objections and could only answer honestly:

"You are very strong."

Caesar's eyes lit up:
Is it stronger than other bears?

The little bear's lips twitched. Unsure if this was him subtly putting pressure on them, he could only answer again:
"You are stronger than many male bears."

Caesar was still not satisfied. He took two steps forward, but this time he hesitated for even longer than before. When he finally spoke, there was a hint of shyness in his voice as he pressed the little bear for answers:

"Then...I,"

He stammered:
"Am I good-looking? Am I a handsome male bear?"

The bear cubs' expressions were now utterly horrified; they had clearly learned the lack of confidence in the male bear before them.

He wanted to rebuild his shattered self-confidence through them!

But he is Caesar, the King of the North who stands above countless polar bears, making them dare not look him in the eye!
How could he lack confidence?!

Caesar, who was standing to the side, was already feeling dejected because he hadn't received an immediate answer. He hung his head and muttered to himself:
"Looks like I'm not a good-looking bear after all..."

The salmon shook its head, trying to clear its head, and said sincerely:
No, you are very beautiful.

This wasn't a lie, but it seemed too flimsy. Caesar stared at the two little brats in front of him with distrust.

The little bear felt a chill run down its spine from his gaze, swallowed hard, and then said:
"Your claws are thick, and your body is strong and sleek."

This demonstrates Caesar's exceptional fighting prowess and physical coordination; he was a very healthy male bear.

Fishbone hurriedly added:
"Uh, your fur is beautiful too, long and flowing!"

This demonstrates Caesar's exceptional hunting skills; it was precisely because of the abundance of food and the freshness of the meat that he had such a glossy coat of fur.

The salmon gave Caesar one last look, then quickly added:
"Your face, well, it's very pretty, and your eyes are very bright!"

Its eyes and nose are in the right places, and it doesn't have crooked eyes or a crooked mouth. It has the square appearance of a polar bear, and its eyes are indeed clear and sharp, giving it a very imposing look.

The little bear gave Caesar a satisfactory answer, and Caesar's mood improved with each response. He stood up, walked around the little bear, and asked the final question:
"So, I'm a male bear that female bears like?"