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

The family nervously pressed Xiao down on the bed. The orc, forced to rest, was overjoyed, but to avoid worrying them, he had no choice but to lie still. However, he was indeed quite tired, and before he knew it, it was broad daylight.

Lan cooked and brewed medicine, Mo gathered firewood and cut grass, and the task of taking care of the wounded fell to Bai Ze. Actually, there wasn't much to do, but the child felt that everyone was busy, so he had to do something.

Bai Ze was very responsible. He brought his own little wooden stool, sat obediently by the bed, and kept a close eye on his sleeping uncle. He even tucked him in like an adult and added firewood to the fire from time to time.

When Xiao woke up, he felt refreshed, but the pain in his back became more and more obvious. However, injuries are inevitable when hunting, so he could bear this level.

The child immediately moved closer, eyes wide open: "Uncle, you're awake!"

Xiao chuckled and pinched his soft cheek: "What are you doing here?"

"I want to take care of you." The child peeked at Xiao's back. "Uncle, are you in pain?"

Xiao sat up, stretched, and said with a smile, "It doesn't hurt."

"Uncle, don't move!" The child ran out and then ran back in, carrying a bowl of hot water. He wobbled as he carried it to Xiao's side and held it up high. "Uncle, drink this."

Xiao was overjoyed and drank it all in one gulp.

Bai Ze thought he was thirsty, so he went and got him another bowl.

Xiao continued gulping down the water, finishing three bowls in a row. He was so full he could barely move, so he pulled the child aside and said, "Son, that's enough, I'm not thirsty anymore!"

Bai Ze, despite his small stature, tried to help Xiao up, saying, "Uncle said it's time to eat."

Seeing that the child was struggling, Xiao gently placed his hand on the child's head and said with a smile, "Let's go."

The snow stopped two days later, and the weather cleared up. Even the sunlight seemed much softer. It was the beginning of the cold wave, and the weather wasn't extremely cold yet. In the tribe, you could see orcs clearing the snow, cubs playing, and sub-orcs chatting and laughing while packing up their things.

Mo and Yan went to the mountains to catch rabbits and pheasants. Bai Ze felt bored, so he joined Qing and the others in building snowmen and having snowball fights in the center of the tribe. The cubs loved these novel games and played for a whole day, running around until they were covered in sweat.

As the weather turned cold and snow fell suddenly, many fruits were frozen on the branches. From a distance, the bright red, yellow, and purple fruits stood out against the white expanse, prompting people to go out and pick them.

Bai Ze liked to ride on the back of the black leopard and run all over the mountains and fields, so he asked Mo if he could come along. He could never refuse a child's earnest and hopeful gaze, so he wrapped Bai Ze up in layers of clothes until he was a ball.

The trees were laden with persimmons and hawthorns, and Bai Ze jumped up and down excitedly, standing on tiptoe and trying to reach them.

Mo and Yan quickly climbed up the tree, picked the fruit, and threw it down, while the other children worked together to spread out a large animal hide and placed it below to catch it.

The adults were digging for wild vegetables under the snow when they heard the cubs' cheers. They looked up and their faces were full of smiles.

Bai Ze picked out a few larger fruits, washed them clean with snow, and ran over to offer them to Xiao and Lan, saying, "Uncle, little uncle, you should try them! They're sweet and sour, and so delicious!"

Feng was extremely envious, then his gaze fell on his own energetic little one, and he said to Xiao, still unwilling to give up, "Really, can't we raise it?"

"If all else fails, we can take turns raising them!"

"That won't do." Xiao Te said smugly, lifting Bai Ze high in the air, making the child giggle.

Feng retreated and asked for the next best thing: "It's okay to raise it for two days."

Xiao said frankly, "It's really not up to me to decide. Mo is in charge of matters concerning children."

"If I let you raise the child, Mo will abandon me, his beastly father."

Feng: "Really?"

Xiao pointed: "If you don't believe me, look."

Feng looked in the direction of the snow and saw that after Bai Ze ran over, Mo was brushing the snow off the child, straightening his clothes, rolling up his sleeves and trouser legs, and when he noticed that the rope on Bai Ze's shoes was undone, he immediately squatted down to tie it tight. He even fed the child water.

Xiao joked, "Do you still want it?"

"I'd like to, but can your son give it to me?" Feng shook his head, then suddenly had a brilliant idea, "How about you give me both kids together?"

Xiao: "Get out! Get out! Get out!"

After picking the fruit, the cubs started playing in the snow. Someone suggested going ice skating, so everyone ran to the riverbank. The bravest child was the first to try it out, but he fell on his bottom and couldn't get up, sliding all the way down the ice.

Just as Bai Ze was about to go over, he heard a "crack" sound, and the ice surface cracked open, with the child next to him falling into it with a "plop".

Fortunately, it was a beastman cub. Before the adults could run over, it crawled out of the cage, its fur still wet, shivering from the cold. The adults grabbed it and hurriedly took it home to dry.

Mo pulled Bai Ze far away, saying, "Don't go over there."

Bai Ze stared at the icy river and suddenly said, "Brother, there are fish over there."

"So many fish!"

Mo thought it was just an excuse to go out and have fun, but to his surprise, when he looked up, there was actually water churning inside the cracked ice.

The adults caught fish and threw them ashore. Bai Ze was also very excited and helped the cubs put them into the animal skin bag. His little hands were red from the cold, and his clothes and shoes were wet. After a while, when the excitement subsided, he belatedly realized that he was cold.

As a result, when it was time for dinner, he was listless and said he was very sleepy. He went to bed early, wrapped himself up in the blanket, and fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Mo got up in the middle of the night to add firewood to the fire, but when he touched the child who was snuggling close to him, he instantly woke up.

Bai Ze was pulled out of the water in a daze, and then he was forced to drink a very bitter soup. He found it very hard to drink and wanted to vomit but couldn't. When he opened his eyes, he saw his uncle, his younger uncle, and his older brother.

The child's voice was soft and gentle: "What's wrong...?"

Mo gave him some water and touched his forehead: "You have a fever."

Xiao: "Kid, it's okay, you'll feel better after taking the medicine."

Lan sat on the edge of the bed, hugged the child in her arms, gently stroked his hair, and said softly, "Hmm, just sleep well."

Bai Ze's eyelids quickly became heavy again.

Neither Mo nor Xiao went out the next day.

The child, wrapped listlessly in a blanket, sat by the fire, staring at the bubbling herbs in the stone pot with a worried expression, his little face contorted in a "囧" shape.

Mo asked, "Do you want to go out and play again?"

"I'm not going, I'm not going." Bai Ze shook his head vigorously. "So, can I skip my medicine?"

Seeing that it was almost done cooking, Mo poured out a large bowl without hesitation: "No."