Transmigrating to the Beast World and Raising Cubs with a Black Panther

Because Bai Ze opened the door to a new world for Mo last night, Mo quickly washed up tonight, stripped naked, and lay down on the bed with great anticipation.

As a result, the two kids next door asked Bai Ze to tell them a story.

After Bai Ze waited until Jue and Xi fell asleep, he lingered for a while before quietly returning to the cave. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the bulge in the bedding.

Some things shouldn't be done recklessly just because you're young; you still need to exercise restraint.

Bai Ze tiptoed onto the bed, but as soon as he lifted a corner of the blanket, Mo grabbed his waist and suddenly pressed him down, meeting a pair of resentful golden eyes.

"You...you're not asleep?" Bai Ze smiled guiltily.

Mo didn't speak, just stared at him.

Bai Ze blinked, trying to brush it off: "I told Jue and Xi a story for a while, so it took a little longer."

Mo remained silent.

Bai Ze reached out and wrapped his arm around his, then looked up and kissed his lips.

Mo's voice was deep: "You said you'd stay with me tonight."

"That's why I came." Bai Ze nuzzled his face.

Mo continued, "I've been waiting for a long time."

"I'm sorry." Bai Ze was very kind and kissed him again.

Mo successfully seized the moral high ground and then made his demand: "Bite me."

"?" Bai Ze was stunned.

Mo leaned forward, bringing his chest to Bai Ze's lips: "Bite here."

Bai Ze didn't understand, but he still opened his mouth and tentatively took a small bite.

"Bite harder."

What a hobby...

Bai Ze stared at him: "Mo, are you serious?"

"I want you to leave your mark here."

Bai Ze hadn't expected that this primitive man was so wild, but as his partner, he could only spoil him.

He gritted his teeth: "If it hurts, just groan."

"Um."

So, Bai Ze began to cultivate, stroke by stroke.

Mo lowered his head and touched the marks, finally revealing a satisfied smile.

Then, things started to spiral out of control.

……

Last night, Bai Ze noticed that Mo seemed to really enjoy this method, but he could only keep at it for a while, since it was quite strenuous work.

But in that short time, all the blood in Mo's body rushed to his head.

When Bai Ze rolled off the bed, he saw Mo's excited eyes and knew that tonight was going to be the end of him. He could only pray that he wouldn't make any indescribable noises, since the two children were still in the next room.

But Mo seemed to have been prepared. Before exerting his strength, he went out of the cave and threw a yellowish-brown heart-shaped leaf into the fire in the next cave.

……

Mo was going hunting with the orcs in the tribe the next day. The cold wave came too early and too suddenly, and everyone did not store up enough food in advance as in previous years. Although there were various fruits and wild vegetables, meat was irreplaceable for them.

Especially in the later stages, when the temperature dropped to the extreme, even orcs would not easily go out unless absolutely necessary. At that time, the mountains were covered by heavy snow, and all was silent. Almost all animals had hidden their tracks, and the probability of a successful hunt was almost zero.

Therefore, the tribe must seize the last opportunity to hunt, taking advantage of the early start of the cold wave season.

As dawn broke, Mo and his group set out. There were few animals near the orc tribe, so their destination was quite a distance away.

The black panthers' skin was already conspicuous in the snow, and animals are especially wary during cold snaps. They ran through the snow all morning and only spotted one Youyou beast.

The once bustling riverbank was now deserted, covered in snow, and the animals didn't need to come here to drink.

They waited in the mountains all night before hunting down two more Humming Beasts, but that was far from enough for the tribe.

When the orcs returned to the tribe, everyone greeted them. They did not show any disappointment because there was not much prey. As usual, they brought them the food and hot water that had been prepared in advance.

Bai Ze also arrived. Seeing the dark circles under Mo's eyes and his solemn expression, he walked over and took his hand.

Mo pulled Bai Ze's collar up and took his hand, saying, "It's cold outside, let's go home."

"Um."

Mo spent a day and a night outside. When he returned to the cave, he tidied up a bit and went to bed.

Bai Ze stewed a pot of old duck soup with white radish, goji berries, ginger slices, and scallions, simmering it slowly in a stone pot over low heat, so that it would be ready for Mo to drink when he woke up.

After letting Jue look at it, Bai Ze went to the clan chief, where the great shaman was also present. He then shared his idea—to fish by breaking through the ice.

While the ice on the streams and rivers isn't very thick right now, the catch should be quite good, whether you use a fish trap or a fishing rod. After all, the fish in this world haven't seen "high technology" before, so they should be more likely to bite.

The chieftain and the high shaman immediately expressed their support and arranged for the people of the tribe to weave fishing traps. Bai Ze would also teach them how to grind bones to make fishhooks and then make fishing rods.

When Mo woke up, Bai Ze had already returned, and he had filled a bowl with radish and old duck soup: "Drink it while it's hot."

"Where did you go?" Mo asked.

Bai Ze asked in confusion, "How did you know I went out?"

"Your nose and cheeks are very red."

Bai Ze smiled and then recounted his visit to the clan leader.

"Bai Ze, what is your world like?" Mo suddenly asked.

This stumped Bai Ze, who was momentarily at a loss for words. He thought for a moment and said, "In my world, humans cannot transform into beasts. We don't hunt for ourselves; instead, we work to earn what we want..."

Bai Ze spoke at length, and Mo listened quietly the whole time.

After a moment, he said, "Your world sounds good."

Bai Ze nodded: "Life is indeed very convenient."

Mo didn't say anything. After finishing the last mouthful of soup in his bowl, he got up, walked to the sink, scooped some water from the stone vat, and washed the bowl.

When they went to sleep that night, Mo turned to his side and pulled Bai Ze into his arms. He did nothing but quietly hold him and kiss his hair.

Bai Ze felt that Mo was a little strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Looking up, he saw that Mo had already closed his eyes.

Bai Ze thought he would ask him in the morning, but when Mo woke up, he no longer had that strange feeling from yesterday. He boiled water, gathered firewood, made breakfast, and even thoughtfully helped Bai Ze get dressed, then hugged and kissed him.

The people in the tribe had already made some fishing traps, so today the beastmen will try Bai Ze's method.

Because they were going out, Mo dressed Bai Ze in several layers of clothing, including a hat and scarf, so that only his big eyes were visible on his face.

The beastmen arrived at the riverbank. Bai Ze pointed to a spot, and they began to work in pairs to chip away at the ice. Once the ice was about the right size, they threw in the baited fishing cages and marked the spot next to them.