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

Chapter 195 Caesar and Seal Meat
The seal, which Guo Mi had carefully preserved and intended for the bear cubs to spend the winter, was dragged out by Caesar by its tail.

A long trail of blood was left on the pristine white snow. Even after many days, the bright red color was still visible, a testament to the effort Guo Mi had put in.

The little bear jumped and scurried around, but no one stopped Caesar from gutting the seal and starting to enjoy the "love meal" left by Guo Mi.

It bumped into Caesar's foot again, only to be swatted away by the bear's paw. The little guy eventually gave up resisting and could only sit silently by his side, watching Caesar tear off a piece of fat and swallow it haphazardly.

To be honest, although Guo Mi had carefully preserved the seal meat and there was no strange smell at all, the whole seal was frozen. Every time I ate a piece of meat, the icy cold sensation slid all the way from my mouth down my throat to my stomach, making my stomach feel cold too.

Caesar didn't like this feeling; he preferred hot food.

That's why he only ate a couple of bites before casually tossing the meat aside and lying down to rest with his eyes closed.

That disdainful attitude was undoubtedly another blow to the little bear's fragile heart!
The prey they had been reluctant to eat was casually dragged out and consumed by this bastard bear, who then abandoned it in the end!
In an instant, the little bear's impression of Caesar, which had just begun to improve, plummeted again, and he felt that there was no male bear in the world more hateful than him!

Watching helplessly as most of the remaining seal meat was gradually covered by ice and snow, the little bear was ultimately unwilling to let Guo Mi's good intentions go to waste.

The salmon kept a close eye on Caesar, stealthily taking a step toward the remaining seal meat.

The male bear rested its front paws on its body, its head against them, eyes closed, not moving at all, as if it hadn't heard their slightest movements.

The salmon felt a sense of relief, gave the fishbone a look, signaling him to stay put, then quickly walked to the seal meat, lowered his head and took a big bite of the thick snow covering the seal, then, without even swallowing, hurriedly turned back to look at Caesar!

Regardless of whether these seals were captured by Guo Mi, once Caesar took them, ownership changed hands.

Therefore, the little bear was extremely worried.

Unexpectedly, Caesar seemed unconcerned about the remaining seal meat. He opened one eye and glanced at the young, bold cub, which made the salmon's heart skip a beat. Then he slowly closed his eye, tilted his head to the side, leaving only the back of his head and two ears visible.

This action was tantamount to tacit consent.

The little bear immediately began to wolf down its food, trying to eat as much of the food left by Guo Mi as possible, lest Caesar suddenly decide to have a couple more bites of frozen seal meat.

Listening to the two cubs swallowing their food, Caesar knew exactly what they were thinking. He made a gurgling sound in his throat, exhaled a puff of white mist from his nose, and a hint of disdain appeared in the corner of his eye.

The first seal was mostly devoured by the bear cub.

Later, a large amount of frozen meat mixed with snow filled my stomach, and the aftereffects kicked in.

The little bears were both feeling unwell, huddled together listlessly, and listlessly looked at the remaining small portion of meat.

Caesar, as if he had finally slept enough after a long day, stood in front of the two little cubs, looking down at them for a long time before suddenly raising his paw!

The bear's large paws slapped the snow on the ground, sending it flying towards the cubs. In no time, the two little cubs were covered in snowflakes, and their dark, beady eyes looked up through the mottled snow, accusingly staring at the culprit.

Caesar, however, seemed to have found some new amusement. He raised his paw and flattened the "snow pyramids" piled on the heads of the two bear cubs one by one, chuckled, and leisurely returned to Guo Mi's cave.

The salmon shook the snow off its body, stood up, and hesitated as it looked at the hole where Caesar had disappeared:
"He...he means the rest of the seal meat is ours?"

The fishbone peeked into the cave, and after receiving a threatening shout from Caesar, it quickly retreated.
"should be."

The little bears both looked at the remaining seal meat, their gazes somewhat dazed.

As it turned out, they were right. Even though they dragged the rest of the meat into the hole they had dug themselves, Caesar showed no displeasure.

A few days later, he dragged the second seal carcass out of the den!

I perfunctorily accompanied the little bear through the process of "jumping and leaping," "daring to be angry but not daring to speak out," and "giving up resistance." After shoving the bear away with one paw, I casually ate a couple of bites and then left the meat aside.

Having learned from its previous experience, the little bear wasn't in a hurry to swallow the meat this time. Although it was still nervous, it slowed down a bit.

Caesar, as before, lay down and slept soundly.

Just as the little bear was enjoying its meal, a short, low growl suddenly sounded in its ear.

The little guy was startled and quickly turned his head. Caesar had already stood up, shaking his fur. His eyes, which had been filled with laziness these past few days, revealed a cold killing intent as he looked at them menacingly.

The sight sent a chill down the salmon bone's spine; he didn't have time to think about why the salmon bone had suddenly turned hostile.

They could only huddle together and cower back, futilely returning Caesar's feeble roar, while their eyes were already rapidly searching their surroundings, preparing to flee.

Even so, after a short while, they realized that Caesar's attention was not on them at all.

At the same time, the scent that had been obscured by the wind and snow entered the bear's nostrils, and the little bear turned around in alarm, only to find another bear that had suddenly appeared behind it!
No, to be precise, it should be three other bears.

A mother bear with two cubs. In the harsh weather, they looked like they had been hungry for a long time, and even through the swirling snow, the longing in the eyes of the three bears could still be conveyed through the ice and snow.

The mother bear did not retreat immediately when faced with a strong male bear like Caesar. Instead, she stayed and fought with him, which clearly showed that obtaining food had become an urgent matter for them.

In the Arctic, the survival of bear cubs depends entirely on their mothers.

A rational mother bear might abandon her cubs when she is extremely hungry, but there are also mother bears like Kaya, the mother of salmon and fish bones, who are willing to give everything for their cubs.

After a period of stalemate, Caesar took the first step forward!

His gaze wasn't on the mother bear, but on...

On the bear cubs behind her.

An experienced male bear naturally knows what a female bear cares about most. Sure enough, after noticing his target, the female bear quickly became alert!
She took two steps back, shielding her little bear behind her, her thin body, weakened by hunger, firmly blocking their path.

Even so, her gaze remained unwillingly fixed on the seal meat that the bear cub had left over, her eyes filled with longing.

It seems she still doesn't want to give up that rare food and is prepared to struggle a bit more.

Caesar was getting impatient. When he realized the mother bear was being unreasonable, he growled and started running towards them!

At the last moment, the mother bear finally gave up. She took one last, reluctant look at the skeleton lying in the snow, now just bits of flesh, before turning around and disappearing into the snowstorm with her cub.

Caesar chased after them for a few steps before stopping, not pursuing them to the point of extermination.

Looking back, the two cubs huddled together, staring at him with complicated expressions. The male bear walked past them with his head held high, letting out a very distinct cold snort as he passed by!

The salmon and fish bones shrank their necks, feeling a rare pang of guilt towards Caesar.

A seal that has been almost completely eaten is clearly not enough to feed an adult female bear and two half-grown bears.

Without Caesar, if they had been discovered, the mother bear might have killed them with her claws to feed her cubs.

Before returning to the cave, as was customary, the two bear cubs buried the remaining scraps far from the cave entrance, using the ice and snow to cover most of the smell of blood.

Such concealment can fool most bears, but if someone is determined to search, it will still be found.

In a sense, this will also divert the attention of many bears with ulterior motives, making them only care about the unexpected food in front of them, and greatly reducing the possibility of them discovering the cave entrance.

The little bear curled up and fell asleep in the cave.

In a half-dream, half-awake state, I vaguely smelled the scent of that mother bear again.

The salmon cautiously poked its head out of the hole and saw a large figure and two smaller figures squatting in the snow where they had buried the seal's remains, digging something. After a while, they seemed to be dragging something and hurriedly left.

Fishbone poked its head out and looked at the hole where Guo Mi and Caesar were sleeping.

It was completely quiet; there wasn't a sound.

The salmon asked the fish bones:
Did he not notice?

Fishbone pondered for a moment, somewhat troubled:

"Nothing should have been found."

After a while, they all felt it was impossible.

If even they could smell it, how could Caesar not smell it?
So, they discovered it, but pretended not to?
The moment this idea came to mind, the little guy felt something was off. Was this still Caesar?

However, this question was destined to remain buried in his heart, because when Fishbone tentatively asked Caesar the next day if he had discovered anything the day before, he closed his eyes and pretended to be deaf, falling into a deep sleep, and was unable to get any information out of him.

But the little bear's doubts were soon replaced by new worries—

Because of Caesar, the food that Gomi had preserved for them was consumed at an extremely rapid pace.

Rather than satisfying their curiosity, their most pressing concern now is how to obtain food to survive.

Just as the little bear was extremely annoyed, Caesar stood in front of their cave entrance and said in a cold, hard voice:

"Come out and come with me."