Abnormal survival in the end times

Chapter 314 Extra: The White Tiger Chapter
Spring goes and autumn comes, no, since the end of the world, spring and autumn have disappeared. Nowadays, it's either scorching hot summer, so hot that even tigers would shed a layer of fur, or covered in snow, so cold that tigers can't even leave their dens.

嗷.
Hearing a wolf howl from outside, the white tiger lazily raised its head.

Its fur was not as thick as in previous years. Two quilts were laid out in the cave, which the gray wolf had traded with humans for herbs that grew here. At first, it was rather disgusted. Why would a dignified White Tiger King need such things?

I only realized how soft and warm it was after using it.

As a result, the white tiger was even less willing to leave the cave.

嗷.
The wolf howled again, and the white tiger bared its teeth in annoyance.

What kind of mess do we have to let it solve itself?

As I stood up to walk away, I remembered the white wolf that had howled loudly to get it out. It seemed to have gone out to the next mountain to find food that morning. That used to be the territory of a group of monkeys, but after the monkeys were wiped out, the wolf didn't bother to take over. It just let the wolf pack mark the area and occasionally run over and howl to warn the surrounding area that this was their territory.

Although they do not live there.

The one who loves to howl over there the most is the white wolf, who will often bring two ostriches with him, and if they find anything good, he will have them carry it back.

In the past, we would simply throw the pheasants and wild boars we hunted into its burrow, instead of letting it out as often as we do today.

The white tiger snorted angrily, thinking to itself that if there wasn't something special about you, it would beat you half to death.

White Wolf is the son of Gray Wolf. This kid was captured by monkeys before, but not long after he was rescued, he suddenly mutated, and his gray fur turned into white fur.

Fortunately, it was born with gray fur, otherwise the gray wolf might have wondered if it had been cuckolded.

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Upon seeing the Tiger King emerge, the white wolf excitedly raised its head and howled again, but before it could finish howling, it was slapped by its own father.

Shout, shout, what are you yelling for?

The white wolf let out a howl, covered its head, and lay down, but the frequent wagging of its tail behind it still showed its current excited mood.

The white tiger glanced at it indifferently, then its gaze shifted downwards, landing on a white figure lying on the ground beside it.

Calling it a white shadow wouldn't be accurate, because it was covered in blood, the red and white contrasting so much that at first glance you might think it was dead.

The white tiger's gaze fell on the cub's steadily rising and falling belly, and it knew that the cub was asleep. The blood on its body was not its own; it must have come from an animal that the cub had killed.

This is a white tiger just like it, or perhaps an immature white tiger.

When the white wolf saw the tiger king's gaze fall on the little white tiger it had brought back, it excitedly let out a howl and jumped up. Then it went over and turned the sleeping little white tiger over, and pointed to a certain part with its left forepaw.

The White Tiger King stumbled and almost fell, while the Gray Wolf bared its teeth and pounced, slapping the White Tiger King on the head with its paw, just like beating up a naughty child.

The tiger king let out a low growl, and the gray wolf beat him even harder. It hadn't expected that its son had brought back this immature white tiger; it turned out that this was his intention.

The tiger king is indeed male, but he is old and has passed the age where he can reproduce or has that need, especially since the other party is an immature female tiger.

If that were the case, wouldn't they become beasts?
What does this brat think the Tiger King is?

After being scolded by his father, the white wolf finally realized the inappropriateness of his behavior. His first reaction was whether he should throw the white tiger out again.
After all, two tigers cannot share one mountain. They already have a tiger king here. What if another one comes and steals the tiger king's position?
This is a white tiger with speed-type superpowers. If it hadn't run all the way from another place to the next mountain and gotten exhausted, it wouldn't have been so easy for it to bring it back.

It thought the Tiger King would agree to send it away, but in the end, it was left behind.

After that, the little tigress seemed to be more like a daughter adopted by the tiger king, following behind it to patrol the territory, introducing it to the various 'residents' in the territory, and watching it demonstrate its supernatural abilities and skills.

The wolves and ostriches then understood that the tiger king was raising the next generation.

The leopard died five years ago because they were both male and had no mates to reproduce with, so they did not leave any offspring.

The two large, yellow-striped tigers were of the same sex as the white tiger, and were five years older than it. They died two years ago.

While wolves are formidable, they are, after all, social animals and rely on collective action. This means they must reach a certain number to intimidate other animals or humans, preventing them from easily encroaching on their territory.

Yes, that includes humans too.

Although it seems that they have reached a consensus with the humans on the other side of the bridge to live in peace and not invade each other's territory.

This is now, but what about the future?

If any militants ever try to invade this place, just capture them all and keep them as pets.
Baihu felt that this was not impossible.

Therefore, to prevent such a thing from happening, it would be best to have a king of beasts as powerful as it to suppress it.

Unbeknownst to the white tiger, years later, humans did indeed attempt to capture wolf cubs to raise. Fortunately, its chosen successor was quite capable, biting the throats of all the humans who trespassed into its territory and killed the wolf cubs, then taking them to the bottom of the Pingjiang Bridge and handing them over to those dressed in military uniforms.

Of course, that's a story for later. Right now, the white tiger is standing on the mountaintop with a female tiger that's a size smaller than it, letting out a deafening roar towards Yunxi Village.

Roar!
"Damn! What's going on?"

"what happened?"

"Who's yelling? Is it the tiger?"

"What should we call it?"

The heavy snow had only stopped a few days ago, but Pengcheng, which was separated from Pingcheng, where the White Tiger territory was located, by only a river, seemed like a completely different world.

The area here is covered in snow, a completely silvery-white world.

Over there, there were brick and tile houses and a whitewashed ground, and hardly a single snowflake could be seen.

Even so, due to the weather, there were hardly any people outside except for those on guard duty and patrols.

But after the white tiger roared, countless heads appeared almost instantly.

The sentry post on Pingjiang Bridge didn't immediately notify their own garrison, but rather Jiang Qi, the son of Captain Jiang. Jiang Qi happened to be home with his wife, frying meatballs, while Lin Zhe and the others sat nearby waiting to eat.

As the white tiger roared, Jiang Qigang's vegetarian meatballs fell into the oil pot with a plop, and a few drops of hot oil splattered out. If he hadn't dodged quickly, they would have been splashed on his arm.

"Why is it barking around instead of sleeping?"

"Brother, should I go take a look?"

Speed-type Bai Xiaomi pinched a hot dumpling and threw it into her mouth, chewing it while it was burning hot.

"Everyone, just stay home and behave yourselves. Lin Zhe and I will go over there."

As Jiang Qi spoke, he took off his apron and, together with Lin Zhe, quickly arrived at Pingjiang Bridge.

"A white tiger cub has joined the Tiger King's side."

Huh?
There's an extra white tiger?
Jiang Qi stared incredulously at the snow-capped mountaintop opposite him, and subconsciously pinched Lin Zhe beside him. "Isn't Old White Tiger male? He's male, right?"

The male tiger actually produced a tiger cub?
Have animal mutations reached this level now? Can tigers also be hermaphroditic?
They had been to Kangzhou and Ningcheng, south of Pingcheng, more than once before. They had seen small animals there, and he had even caught a mutated pheasant to roast and eat.

But apart from that, there wasn't a single wild beast.

The two striped tigers from before had already died of old age. Besides, even if they were still alive, they wouldn't be able to reproduce.

So where did this little white tiger come from?
Judging by its appearance, it must be at least a year old.

Having dealt with animals for many years, Jiang Qi's eye for them is still very accurate.

When the white tiger saw Jiang Qi coming, it immediately stopped barking. It raised its head high, looked at him smugly, and then turned its head to glance at the little white tiger beside it.

It was as if it was saying, "Look, this is my child!"
Just like a few years ago, Jiang Qi took his five-year-old Jiang Xiaobai to show off to it, "Look, this is my sister, my own, from the same parents."

Now that the positions are reversed, Jiang Qi couldn't help but twitch his lips.

He and Lin Zhe crossed the obstacles under the Pingjiang Bridge and quickly reached the hill where Baihu was located.

The little white tiger seemed to sense the power emanating from the two people. It first took two steps back warily, then remembered something and suddenly rushed forward, standing in front of the white tiger.

Hey?
Jiang Qi watched this scene with surprise, and couldn't help but praise the old white tiger, saying, "It really treats you like its father."

The old white tiger raised its chin, quite proudly, clearly very satisfied with the little white tiger's action.

It doesn't have much time left. The reason it called Jiang Qi over today was to introduce the little white tiger to him and to tell him that after it's gone, the little white tiger will be the king of all beasts here.

Jiang Qi and Lin Zhe analyzed that the little white tiger probably came from the Suzhou area.

When he was a child, he had been to the zoo more than once and knew that there were three white tigers in the Suzhou Zoo.

This should be a white tiger cub born last year. As for why it didn't stay in its territory after birth, but instead ran to Pingcheng.

Jiang Qi guessed that it was probably a territorial war, and that the little white tiger's side had been defeated.

Three months later, in the White Tiger territory opposite the Pingjiang Bridge, a mournful tiger roar was heard first, followed by a series of wolf howls.

The collective howling of the wolves startled the dogs in Pengcheng, who were uneasy. Fortunately, Jiang Qi was not in town today; he had gone out on a mission.

Jiang Xiaobai first notified her brother, and then went to Pingjiang Bridge with her mother.

The wolves knew her, so she wasn't afraid to step into their territory.

By this time, the depths of winter had passed, and the ice and snow had melted.

All the animals of the territory had gathered in front of the old white tiger's den. The wolves stood at the forefront, howling mournfully. The ostriches and peacocks behind them all whimpered uneasily.

When they saw Jiang Xiaobai coming, the wolf pack automatically made way for her.

Inside the white tiger's den, the little white tiger stood guard beside it, its large tiger eyes filled with sorrow as it looked down at the dying old white tiger.

It also recognized Jiang Xiaobai, glancing at her as she entered, but then ignored her, focusing solely on the old white tiger with its weak breathing.

So they're leaving.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the old white tiger and inexplicably recalled the scene of witnessing the other two tigers leave. He couldn't help but feel a deep sorrow rising in his heart.

They are older than her; it's already remarkable that they've survived this long, and their departure is inevitable.

As evening fell, Jiang Qi finally returned.

At this moment, the old white tiger had closed its eyes and stopped breathing forever.

Jiang Xiaobai hadn't left yet. She sat cross-legged in the White Tiger Cave, her eyes red and swollen, and choked out, "Brother, Uncle Tiger is gone."

Jiang Qi:
No, it's gone, and now you're thinking of calling it "uncle"?
Is this a posthumous title?
Jiang Qi brought Xiao Jiu with him, and like the two tigers before, he also chose to cremate the old white tiger.

This was the choice made by the old white tiger itself, since if it were buried in the ground, the most likely outcome would be that it would be absorbed by the roots of the mutated plant.

Judging from its previous choices regarding the two tigers and the leopard, this was something it didn't want to face.

The writing of the side stories is inconsistent because I have to take care of my child.

I didn't enroll him in any classes this year. I wanted to help him develop his patience, practice his handwriting, memorize some poems, do his summer homework, and take him to the library to read some books. That would fill up his day.

The only downside is that you have to use your wits and courage, and exhaust all your endurance to deal with it!