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

One Gaga Beast was definitely not enough, so Bai Ze went to the storage room and cut off a large piece of venison. After cutting it into chunks and marinating it simply, he skewered it with peeled branches, added a few skewers of mushrooms he had picked that day, and put them all on the fire to roast.

Yan was thinking about the wild vegetable pancakes, so he dragged Qing along to come and learn right at mealtime. They even got to enjoy some freshly roasted venison and mushrooms.

"Blanch the wild vegetables and then chop them up," Bai Ze explained while demonstrating. "Then beat the eggs, mix them together, and add some salt."

"Of course, wild scallion pancakes are also delicious. Just use this method and replace the wild vegetables with wild scallions."

Bai Ze dipped a leaf in oil and evenly brushed the bottom of the stone pot: "Pour it in like this, spread it out, and once it solidifies, just flip it over."

Qing pointed to the bowl of oil: "Bai Ze, what's this?"

"Oh right, I forgot to teach you how to render oil." Bai Ze patted his head, then simply cut off some more fatty parts of the Hmph Beast meat and rendered the oil on the spot.

Everyone except Bai Ze watched intently, taking it very seriously.

"This is pork crackling." Bai Ze placed the pork crackling he had scooped out onto a leaf. "It tastes best when it's fresh out of the pan, fragrant and crispy."

They crunched away, one bite at a time, and the aftertaste lingered long after they were finished.

He clicked his tongue: "Bai Ze, how are you so amazing!"

Bai Ze smiled and said, "You can take some of the ginger I dug up the other day. Slice it up and stew it with the meat to make soup. Add some wild scallions before serving, and it will taste even better."

Qing: "Bai Ze, you're really smart."

Feeling a little embarrassed by the praise, Bai Ze waved his hand and said, "It's very simple. You'll learn it in no time."

Xi sat next to Jue, eating fried pork cracklings, her eyes shining brightly with admiration as she looked at Bai Ze.

The two families sat around the fire, chatting and laughing, creating a lively atmosphere. Even Mo Hejue, who was usually quiet, would occasionally chime in with a few words.

As they were speaking, Yan Yu caught a glimpse of the figures at the cave entrance and stood up: "The clan chief and the high priest have arrived."

Seeing Mo and the others like this, Bai Ze quickly stood up as well.

"Mo." The clan chief called out from the cave entrance, and looking inside, he was somewhat surprised. "Qing and Yan are here too."

Yan and Qing nodded: "Clan Chief, Great Shaman."

Mo stepped forward: "Chieftain, Great Shaman, what is it?"

Bai Ze looked up and saw two orcs standing in front of him.

One was about forty years old, with a dignified appearance, but spoke very kindly. The other was very handsome, with fair skin, long blackish-purple hair, gentle eyebrows and eyes, a high nose bridge, and exuded a warm and clear temperament.

Clan Chief: "I heard from Yuan that Bai Ze injured his head, so I came to check on him."

The clan leader knew about Bai Ze. When he first saw that Mo liked this sub-beastman, he was very happy, thinking that Mo had finally come to his senses, so he did his best to make the two of them partners.

Who knew Bai Ze would turn out like this, and what about Yuan and the others...?

I made sure Yuan and Bai Qing didn't come with me today.

The clan chief sighed repeatedly, saying he felt sorry for Mo's beast father and adoptive father.

The high shaman stepped forward, his clear eyes looking at Bai Ze: "Don't you remember anything?"

Bai Ze nodded, intending to play dumb to the end.

The high shaman examined his head: "Where did you hit it?"

Bai Ze casually touched the back of his head: "Here."

The shaman frowned slightly, examined the wound again, but found no obvious injuries.

Are you sure?

"Um."

The high shaman shook his head: "That's strange."

Mo and Jue stared intently at the Great Shaman with serious expressions.

"In the past, when orcs in the tribe experienced this, it was because they had suffered a severe head injury, but Bai Ze's head looks perfectly fine."

"But for now, there's no problem. If it doesn't have a significant impact, we can just wait for it to recover on its own."

Bai Ze breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "It doesn't affect me at all, I feel fine now."

Yan agreed wholeheartedly: "Yes, Bai Ze is doing quite well now!"

Upon hearing this, the previously tense atmosphere instantly relaxed considerably, and everyone stepped aside to make room for the clan leader and the high shaman.

The cave was filled with a fragrant aroma, which the clan leader had already noticed, but due to the seriousness of the matter and his own status, he had not dared to ask.

The high shaman, however, remained calm, smiled, and said gently, "It smells wonderful."

Knowing that these two were important figures in the tribe, Bai Ze, with his "high emotional intelligence," quickly brought over the egg pancakes and fried pork cracklings: "Chieftain, Great Shaman, please have some."

Xi peeked out: "Chieftain, Great Shaman, it's delicious!"

"Really?" The Great Shaman ruffled Xi's curly hair.

Xi nodded vigorously.

"Bai Ze, what kind of food is this?" After the clan leader ate it, he was shocked and for a moment forgot to maintain his "dignified" image.

The great shaman smiled and said, "Bai Ze, did you make this? It's really good; it's the best food I've ever eaten."

Bai Ze then offered an explanation.

After listening, the high shaman asked, "May I have another piece?"

Bai Ze's eyes crinkled into a smile: "Of course!"

The chieftain seemed to enjoy roasted mushrooms and, knowing that the plant was easy to store, tentatively suggested, "Bai Ze, next time the tribe goes out to forage, could you take everyone to gather edible mushrooms and wild onions? That way, everyone will have food to eat when the cold snap comes."

"If you need anything, you can tell me, and I will try my best to meet your needs. I will also share some of the food I gather with you as a reward."

"Yes, clan leader." Bai Ze nodded and replied with a smile.

He thought to himself, "This is what a leader should be like. He gets paid for doing things, which is much more honest than some modern bosses who just make empty promises and try to win people over."

After seeing the two clan leaders off, Mo respectfully nodded as he left the cave, saying, "Great Shaman."

The high shaman stopped in his tracks: "Mo, what's wrong?"

Mo: "After hitting their head, will the personality of a sub-orc change significantly?"

The Great Shaman said, "That's possible. After all, he doesn't remember the past, and everything now is completely new and unfamiliar to him."

"Bai Ze is indeed different now; he knows many things we don't."

Mo opened his mouth, his expression somewhat conflicted: "Is it possible that he might remember things he forgot?"

The great shaman nodded: "That's possible."

Mo's expression remained solemn.

The Great Shaman gently patted Mo's shoulder: "Just like Bai Ze said, he's feeling great now, and that's enough."

"And you? What do you think of Bai Ze now?"

Mo paused for a moment, then said, "Very good."

The great shaman smiled and said, "Perhaps it is the Beast God who is helping you."

"Let's go back."

Mo stood outside for a moment, then slowly turned around.

After learning how to make egg pancakes and refine oil, Yan couldn't wait to drag Qing back to try it out, and the cave suddenly became quiet again.

Bai Ze and Jue sat around the fire. One of them dug the mud ball out of the fire, while the other picked up a stone and smashed the hardened mud shell on the outside of the mud ball.

The green leaves inside had turned yellowish-brown, and the fragrance wafted out irresistibly.

"Hiss—" Bai Ze reached out and tentatively touched it, and it was so hot that he grimaced.