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

Xiao carried Bai Ze through the tribe. Along the way, many people came over, their hearts softened by the cute little boy in his arms. They all smiled and coaxed the child in their high-pitched voices, and even offered him their bone knives to play with. But Xiao felt it was dangerous, so he only let the child touch them, not wanting to hurt his little one.

With his silver hair and blue eyes, Bai Ze stood out among the group of black-haired, golden-eyed dolls. He nestled obediently against Xiao, hugging his neck. When he saw unfamiliar uncles, he greeted them in a soft, sweet voice. When praised, he would smile shyly.

People were extremely envious, repeatedly marveling at Xiao's good fortune and how he managed to find such a baby! They even inquired about the location, thinking they might go back next time to see if they could also find a baby.

Xiao was beaming with pride, head held high and chest puffed out, looking every bit like a proud rooster, his boastfulness overflowing.

Mo and Yan followed silently behind, exchanged a glance, and sighed inwardly, thinking that adults could be quite "vain" at times.

Watching Xiao's leisurely stroll, Yan asked in a low voice, "Will we be able to pick the fruit before sunset?"

Mo couldn't quite figure it out either. Judging from the way his beast father was acting, it seemed like he wanted to carry the child around the tribe ten times in a row.

Yan Ling suddenly had an idea and mouthed to Bai Ze, "Hurry up and pick some fruit—"

The child blinked, turned his head, and whispered, "Uncle, when will you arrive?"

"Hey, almost there!" Xiao immediately sped up, then transformed into his beast form, carrying the child as they raced straight into the forest with the most fruit trees.

Mo and Yan were diligently picking fruit, climbing up and down, never idle for a moment.

Xiao was simply there to play with Bai Ze. When they encountered short fruit trees, he would let the child ride on his shoulders. When they encountered tall fruit trees, he would lift the child up. And when they were even taller, he would carry the child up the tree.

As Bai Ze reached for the fruit, Xiao stood beside him with his arms outstretched, watching intently, afraid that if he wasn't careful, the child would slip and fall. If he did, he would have to slap himself twice, since Bai Ze wasn't as resilient as Mo.

Yan squatted in the grass, wiping the sweat from his forehead. His gaze fell on a tree not far away. Bai Ze had just picked a big, red fruit, and Xiao was praising it enthusiastically with a loving expression, completely ignoring whether the two of them were alive or dead.

Yan asked Mo, puzzled, "Is Bai Ze really not your beast father's cub?"

"No." Mo picked up the scattered fruit from the ground, stuffed it into the animal skin bag, and tied the opening tightly.

Yan asked, puzzled, "So you were adopted too?"

Mo looked at him like he was an idiot, speechless, and said, "Did your beastly father hit you on the head again?"

"Don't change the subject." Yan was seriously thinking, "Why do I feel like your beast father treats Bai Ze much better than he treats you?"

Mo: "You're my biological son, so why do you still get beaten up every day?"

"I can hear your howling even in the cave."

Yan immediately denied it: "There's no Tiantian!"

And now I don't even run away when I get beaten up, so no one can see it at all.

"Subhumans are very fragile, and the cubs need even more care." Mo didn't care at all. Bai Ze was a picky eater, a crybaby, and timid, so he needed a lot of care anyway.

As dusk fell, Xiao slowly returned to the tribe with three cubs, two animal skin bags full of fruit, and a large bag of Gaga beast eggs.

Bai Ze sat on the back of the big black leopard, his face flushed, happily munching on a bright yellow pear, the sweet juice smearing all over his mouth.

Near the tribe, they happened to run into Lan, who was returning from gathering with the team. Xiao bent his front legs, lowered his abdomen, and let his partner sit on his back.

"Uncle, eat up, it's so sweet! We picked so many today!" Bai Ze quickly pulled a fruit out of his pocket and gave it to Lan, his two sharp little tiger teeth peeking out.

Lan smiled and brushed the stray hairs from the child's forehead: "You're so clever, little one."

"Are you tired?"

Bai Ze shook his head and said excitedly, "Uncle, can you come with us next time? I'll take you."

Lan's smile deepened: "Okay."

Yan flicked Mo with its tail and lowered its voice: "Do you think Bai Ze... could he be your biological younger brother born to your adoptive father and beast father?"

"It's just that it's been kept elsewhere, and I'm only bringing it back now."

Mo kicked him: "Are you crazy?"

Yan thought about it and felt it was a bit outrageous. What kind of two black panthers could produce a white-furred offspring with blue eyes? Besides, they didn't even look alike.

Back in the cave, Lan carried Bai Ze inside, while Xiao and Mo carried the animal skin bag into the storage room. One of them was in charge of boiling water and cooking, while the other went to the center of the tribe to collect their share of food, which included many yellow and red sweet potatoes, all of which were children's favorites.

Mo asked Bai Ze what he wanted for dinner. The child, with bubbles all over his head, came over and said, "Brother, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes and steamed eggs."

Fearing they wouldn't know how to cook, they proactively picked up sweet potatoes and placed them near the fire, and even cracked eggs into a bowl and added the remaining warm water from the pot.

Under Bai Ze's guidance, Xiao and Lan successfully tasted the new delicacy, which was smooth, tender, and melted in their mouths with a touch of their tongues.

After finishing his meal, the child patted his belly, thinking he could still eat a big apple, but ended up stuffing himself. Xiao and Lan took him out for a walk to digest. Mo usually doesn't like to go, but today he volunteered and even brought a bottle of water.

When they passed by Qing's house, the two little ones fell in love at first sight. In no time, they became good friends, huddled together by the star grass, their fluffy little heads close together, whispering secrets to each other.

For the first time, Mo was so grateful that he would water the star grass behind his cave when he had nothing to do, otherwise he would have had to go into the mountains to search for it for several days and nights.

Yan crossed his arms and complained, "With Bai Ze around, Qing doesn't pay much attention to me anymore."

Mo glanced at him: "What's so interesting about you?"

"Hey, you!" Yan was quite confident in his face and disagreed with Mo's words.

Mo stepped closer and handed the pot to Bai Ze: "Have some water."

The child's eyes were filled with star-shaped grasses, and he didn't hear what his older brother was saying.

Mo patted Bai Ze's head: "Open your mouth."

The child looked up and was immediately fed a large mouthful of water.

When it was time to part, the two little ones were very reluctant to leave. As they waved goodbye, they even made a promise to play together the next day.

Xiao bent down and asked, "Want a hug?"

Bai Ze took Mo's hand and said, "Uncle, let's walk together."

Xiao smiled, took Lan's hand, moved closer to his partner, and said, "Then let's go together."

The next day, after breakfast, Mo sent Bai Ze to play with Qing, and then went into the forest with Yan. Xiao also led the beastmen out hunting, while Lan gathered the animal skins from the house to make some thick clothes for the children.

Before the cold wave arrived, all the tribes were busy storing food. They thought that it wouldn't be good for the children to eat only eggs and fruits every day. Xiao paid extra attention along the way and planned to hunt more animals.

The exchange day is coming up soon, so I need to stock up on some things. Maybe I'll find some food that the kids like.