Tiger, I rejected the iron rice bowl.

Wang Yuyu followed behind her, his ears twitching.

A tiger's hearing is more than three times that of a human's, so this volume sounds no different from shouting to him.

He was instantly exasperated, his mind racing with thoughts of, "You think I want to get dirty? Do you think there's hot water for me to take in the mountains?"

"And another thing, criticizing a tiger in front of it—have you forgotten I can crush your bones with one slap?"

"Do you think I can't hear you just because you're speaking softly?"

"Have you forgotten that I'm a tiger?!"

"You really think I can't lift a knife?"

"Roar!" he growled, a warning in his voice. "Woman, that's enough!"

Tang Li was so frightened that she froze, almost dropping the bag in her hand.

Thinking the tiger was annoyed by her slow pace, she quickened her pace, muttering under her breath, "Why are you rushing me! Can't you see how heavy this bag is?"

"How could I, a weak woman, possibly have the strength of four hundred kilograms like you?"

"All you do is eat, you don't even lend a hand!"

Wang Yu watched as she struggled to half-drag and half-lift the bag, the bag scraping against the ground with a "ripping" sound, and was speechless.

He looked down at his own thick tiger paws, then at Tang Li's slender arms, and rolled his eyes inwardly: "Do they buy seafood by the ton in Northeast China? Are they trying to feed the entire tiger pack with this much?"

"Damn it, can't you just pack less at a time? Why pack so much? To show off how strong you are?"

Despite his complaints, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the bag in one bite.

I moved very gently, not daring to bite with my teeth, for fear of tearing the bag.

"Ouch!" Tang Li felt a lightness in her hand, followed by a pulling force that almost made her fall forward.

She looked up and saw Wang Yuyu carrying a bag in her mouth, walking ahead and turning back to signal to her with her eyes to "hurry up and catch up," looking just like a pet urging its owner to cook.

The people watching the surveillance footage were completely numb.

Wang Jianjun rubbed his eyes and muttered, "Am I watching a documentary about animals becoming sentient?"

Wang Weiguo stroked his chin, a calculating glint in his eyes: "This tiger is so intelligent; if we could keep it, wouldn't the zoo's ticket sales be sky-high?"

Wang Yu jumped directly onto the countertop next to the kitchen sink.

His massive body made the countertop creak, but he didn't seem to care. He tossed the seafood bag into the empty sink with a "thud," then squatted down beside it, his tail wrapped around his paws, waiting quietly.

Looking at his obedient appearance, Tang Li's earlier tension completely disappeared.

She turned on the tap, and the icy tap water gushed into the sink, rinsing the frozen seafood.

Wang Yu immediately leaned over and stuck out her tongue to lick it, but Tang Li blocked her with her arm: "Don't rush, you can only eat it after it's thawed, otherwise you'll get diarrhea."

Wang Yu took a step back, looking aggrieved, her amber eyes fixed on the seafood in the tank, her mouth almost watering.

He truly endured humiliation today for this seafood and for this "iron rice bowl" (secure job).

Meanwhile, outside the cafeteria, the wind and snow gradually subsided.

The forest police's snowmobiles finally appeared on the road in the distance. Wang Weiguo watched the lights getting closer and closer, and while he breathed a sigh of relief, he was also a little reluctant to leave.

He suddenly realized that this "spiritual" tiger wasn't so scary after all.

Wang Yuyu stared at the sink for less than two minutes before her amber eyes filled with impatience.

The seafood was thawing too slowly, and my stomach was already rumbling with anticipation.

He flicked his tail and pounced on the storage shelf in the back kitchen.

"Crash!"

The stainless steel storage shelf was knocked off its original position by his massive body, and the prepared fresh meat and vegetables on it crashed to the ground with a "thud".

Wang Yu didn't care about any of that. He grabbed a large piece of pork and tore it apart with his sharp teeth, then wolfed it down.

He was like a runaway little tank, scraping against the stainless steel countertop with a creaking sound, turning the once tidy kitchen into a complete mess in the blink of an eye.

Tang Li stood by the sink, looking at the "disaster scene" in front of her, her lips twitching, speechless.

She strode forward, pulled a paper package from her pocket, shook it gently, and softened her voice even more than before: "It's a secure job, don't rummage through it. I'll get you some food, okay?"

"Look what this is?"

As soon as the oil paper package was opened, a rich, smoky aroma wafted out.

This is beef jerky she specially made for the tigers in the park. She selected the tenderest part of the beef tenderloin, without any additives, and made it through smoking. It is all-natural and pollution-free, and also mixed with some dried perilla leaves, giving it a unique plant fragrance.

Those picky tigers in the park fight tooth and nail over this jerky every time they see it; they really love it!

Wang Yuyu was chewing on a chicken leg when her nose suddenly twitched.

The enticing aroma wafted into his nostrils, causing him to abruptly stop chewing. His amber eyes instantly shifted from the chicken leg in front of him, fixing on the oil paper package in Tang Li's hand.

The chicken leg in my mouth suddenly didn't taste good anymore, and even the seafood I had been craving seemed like a substitute.

Tang Li was amused by his fickle appearance and deliberately waved the beef jerky in front of him.

"Want some?" She blinked, as if teasing her own pet. "Be good and I'll give it to you."

"Roar!" Wang Yu roared, its tail sweeping rapidly across the ground behind it, clearly urging it on.

He took a step forward, lowered his massive body slightly, and raised his front paws halfway, assuming a "I'll pounce if you tease me again" stance.

Although he didn't really intend to hurt anyone, this "deterrence" tactic always works in the wild.

The roar carried the innate power of a tiger, and Tang Li's smile froze instantly, her heart skipping a beat.

She suddenly realized that the tiger in front of her was not the one she had raised, but a wild tiger that had broken out of the mountains and forests, its ferocity undiminished.

She loosened her grip and quickly threw the oil paper package away, her voice trembling, "Here you go! Don't come any closer!"

Wang Yuyu accurately caught the oil paper package in mid-air, turned around and pounced on the empty space in the corner, eagerly tearing open the oil paper.

The aroma of the beef jerky was even stronger. He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. With a gentle bite, he found the meat firm but not dry. The fragrance of perilla mixed with the aroma of meat spread on his tongue, making it more delicious than any prey he had eaten in the wild.

"It's so delicious!" He chewed with a satisfied expression, his tail curling happily into a circle. "It even has a refreshing herbal scent!"

Tang Li clutched her chest, panting heavily. Cold sweat soaked her clothes. "Oh my god, I almost forgot he wasn't my pet tiger! That really scared me to death. I'll never tease him again! He's too wild!"