Tiger, I rejected the iron rice bowl.

These words were like a shot of adrenaline for Wang Jianjun, and his voice instantly became loud and clear: "Director, you can rest assured!"

"My buddies are all retired from the military, so this little tranquilizer gun is nothing to them!"

"I wouldn't dare boast of being a perfect shot, but taking down a tiger is a piece of cake!"

"Oh no!" Tang Li suddenly screamed, pointing at the screen. "Principal, the secure jobs have gone to the cafeteria! There are still many people hiding in the cafeteria!"

"What?!" Wang Weiguo slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Xiao Wang! You take the security team and intercept them right now! We absolutely cannot let these 'iron rice bowls' get near the cafeteria. If anyone gets hurt, our zoo is out of business!"

"Yes, sir!" Wang Jianjun jumped to his feet, flung open the door, and roared into the next room, "Brothers, grab your weapons! Follow me!"

"I'm going too!" Tang Li grabbed her coat hanging on the back of the chair, put it on, and rushed out the door. "I've run into Iron Rice Bowl before; it recognizes me. Maybe I can keep it in check!"

"Don't just stand there!" Wang Weiguo waved to the people in the monitoring room, grabbed his coat, and said, "Go help evacuate the crowd. Those from the tiger enclosure, come with me to the spare enclosure. In case they get subdued, there will be a place to put them!"

A group of people rushed out of the door in an instant, their footsteps and shouts mingling with the sound of wind and snow, creating a cacophony in the park.

At that moment, Wang Yuyu had already heard the commotion coming from the direction of the monitoring room.

He knew that his "uninvited" behavior would definitely attract interception.

But the aroma of meat from the cafeteria was right there in front of him, how could he be willing to give it up?

With a whoosh of his four hooves, his massive body left a trail of afterimages, the snow flying everywhere as he stomped on it, leaving a trail of messy but fast-moving footprints behind him.

"Trying to stop me? No way!" He flicked his ears, ignoring the shouts behind him, his eyes fixed only on the cafeteria filled with the aroma of meat.

Behind him, the roar of the sightseeing bus engine could be heard. The vehicles that usually carried tourists slowly were now chasing after him like madmen. Their wheels kicked up snow spray half a meter high as they rolled over the snow, and the red "emergency rescue" lights on the vehicles swayed so brightly in the wind and snow that it made people dizzy.

"So noisy." Wang Yuyu flicked its tail, too lazy to turn around.

He could hear Tang Li's anxious shouts and Wang Jianjun's loud commands, but none of these could compare to the increasingly strong aroma of meat wafting from the tip of his nose. The rich flavor of braised pork and the sweetness of stewed ribs, mixed with the steam from the rice, were like an invisible hand pulling him along.

Soon, the small building housing the cafeteria came into view.

He slowed his pace, his amber eyes sweeping over the closed door, his nose twitching slightly.

Besides the enticing aroma of meat, I also detected more than forty human scents, mixed with suppressed sobs and rapid breathing, like frightened little beasts hiding in their dens.

The air in the private dining room, used to entertain distinguished guests, was almost frozen.

Thirty-odd tourists and six canteen staff members were crammed into a space of less than twenty square meters, barely daring to breathe loudly.

Chef Ye Long peered through the crack in the window, his eyes fixed on the approaching tiger silhouette outside. He still held the cleaver he hadn't yet put down. Turning back, he whispered, "Shut up! Don't make a sound! The tiger's coming!"

These words were like a needle, piercing the already fragile peace.

A little girl in a pink coat burst into tears. Her mother hurriedly covered her mouth, her own eyes reddening, but she bit her lip tightly, afraid to cry.

Several young men instinctively stepped in front of the elderly and children, their legs trembling, but they still clenched their fists.

"Don't be afraid."

Ye Long's voice was steady. He had worked at the zoo for decades and had seen all sorts of things. At this moment, he became the pillar of support for everyone.

"It came here for the meat in the kitchen, not for us."

"The cafeteria door is a thick iron door; it can't be broken open."

"Once it realizes it can't get in, it will leave on its own."

"The most important thing now is to stay quiet, don't speak, and don't attract the tiger."

Everyone nodded hurriedly. Several people who had been trembling just now gradually calmed down when they saw the kitchen knife in Ye Long's hand and his calm eyes. The hand covering their mouths loosened a little, and they only dared to communicate with their eyes.

Just then, "Boom!"

A loud bang shook the entire private room.

The thick iron door that Ye Long claimed was "unbreakable" was easily knocked open by Wang Yuyu's massive body. It was as if it were made of paper, crashing heavily onto the floor with a deafening sound.

"what!"

The little girl, whose mouth had just been covered, could no longer hold back and screamed.

The tourists nearby were terrified. Some reached out to cover her mouth, while others instinctively shrank into the corner. The storage room instantly descended into chaos, and the suppressed cries could no longer be concealed.

Wang Yuyu's ears twitched, accurately pinpointing the source of the sound.

He raised his head, his amber eyes looking towards the private room.

Although the tightly closed wooden door blocked his view, he could clearly feel dozens of fearful gazes from behind it.

He grinned and let out a soft roar: "Roar!"

This roar lacked the majesty of the mountains and forests; instead, it carried a hint of disdain and helplessness, as if saying, "Why are you so afraid? I don't eat people."

The roar came through the door, and the cries from inside the storage room stopped instantly. Everyone froze on the spot, forgetting to breathe, as if a single breath would be detected by the beast outside.

Wang Yu ignored them, flicked its tail, and turned to look at the kitchen where the aroma of meat was wafting.

The door leading to the kitchen was a wooden door. He raised his front paw and slammed it down with a "smack," instantly cracking the door. With another push, the entire door collapsed, revealing rows of red sausages hanging inside and raw meat piled on the cutting board.

"So much meat!"

He was overjoyed and nimbly squeezed his massive body into the doorway, completely ignoring the trembling sounds that echoed again from the private room behind him.

In the private room, He Bailian, the kitchen server, approached Ye Long, her face pale and her voice trembling, "Chef Ye, it's gone into the back kitchen... Should we... should we run away now?"

Ye Long stared intently at the door, shook his head, and said in a steady voice, "We can't run. A tiger's nose is even sharper than a dog's; it must have smelled us long ago."

"Right now it's busy eating meat and doesn't have time to pay attention to us. If we go out and make too much noise, it will see us as a threat, and that would be really dangerous."

He glanced at the restless tourists and emphasized, "It's not interested in people, otherwise it would have just rushed in when it broke down the door."

"The safest thing for us to do right now is to stay here quietly and wait for it to eat its fill and leave, or wait for the rescuers to arrive."

A middle-aged man wearing glasses frowned and asked, "But what if it finishes eating the meat and comes looking for us?"