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

The crab, because of its strange appearance and lack of meat, was left alone to one side.

When Bai Ze had a spare moment, he put them directly into the pot to cook.

The cooked river crabs were immediately taken out of the water and attracted the attention of the group.

Xi pulled Jue over to look: "They've turned red!"

Yan poked it: "Seriously? You can eat this?"

Xing held the crab, looking at it from left to right, unsure where to start: "Bai Ze, how do you eat this?"

"Like this." Bai Ze dissected a crab. "You can't eat this, this, and this part, but you can eat the rest."

"The yellow part is the most delicious; it's the paste."

Bai Ze broke the prepared crab in half, giving half to Jue and half to Xi.

Xi took a big bite, her eyes immediately lighting up: "!"

Jue lowered her head, sniffed, and then took a bite.

The crab roe is sweet and soft, while the crab meat is tender and firm, offering a unique flavor.

Jue licked his lips, still wanting more: "Father, this is delicious."

Upon hearing this, Yan eagerly picked one up: "Let me try it too!"

Like Xi, Xing's eyes gleamed with shock: "Wow!"

Qing smiled and said, "It really is delicious!"

Bai Ze dismantled another one, keeping half for himself and giving the other half to Mo.

The orc's teeth were sharp, and he could easily chew up the shell and meat together.

But when he turned his head and saw Bai Ze eating so delicately, Mo gradually slowed down and began to chew slowly, imitating him.

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The aroma of barbecue was carried by the evening breeze to the surrounding area. The beastmen, with their extremely sensitive sense of smell, couldn't help but drool as they wondered what delicious food Bai Ze was making this time.

The bright moon hangs high, and the mountains and forests are secluded and remote.

Several people gathered around the fire, creating a lively scene.

After eating, Qing and the others cleaned up the area outside the cave together.

Bai Ze divided the fish and shrimp he had caught that day into portions and told them to take them back.

Qing and Xing both refused, saying that they hadn't put in much effort, had already learned how to catch fish with cages, and had even enjoyed a delicious meal there, so they couldn't take any more fish.

"Take these, we can't possibly eat all of them." Bai Ze said, then shoved the basket into their hands. "The stream is so close, just catch some fish if you want to eat them."

Bai Ze genuinely likes Qing and Xing as friends, and they have gradually become much closer over time.

Seeing that they were still embarrassed, she directly pushed them to leave: "Oh, go back, go back, remember to add some perilla leaves when you make the soup."

"You can deep-fry the shrimp, or steam them with chopped wild onions and ginger slices."

There wasn't much entertainment in this world, so Bai Ze gradually developed a good routine of going to bed early and waking up early.

Of course, this "early riser" is relative to his original self. After all, every time he gets up, Mo and Jue have already taken a stroll in the woods and brought back a pile of firewood.

After washing up, Bai Ze went to bed.

Jue stood between the two cave entrances, looking left and right, feeling very puzzled.

These past two nights, even though my father slept with me at night, he left my father's place in the morning. He must have sneaked over there in the middle of the night.

But why do it secretly?

After a moment, Jue suddenly realized what was going on. He walked to Bai Ze's side and said very seriously, "Uncle."

Bai Ze, lying on his side with his head resting on his pillow, asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"I'm all grown up now, I can sleep by myself. You can sleep with Father Beast."

"?!" Bai Ze was filled with doubt.

Jue continued, "You don't need to go to Beast Father's place in the middle of the night; you can go now."

"Or, we could have the beast father come over."

"No, no..." Bai Ze sat up abruptly, both shocked and bewildered.

I want to explain, but I don't know how to talk to the child, since in his eyes, he and Mo are his "parents".

The relationship between adults has a significant impact on a child's psychology.

Bai Ze thought for a moment, then had no choice but to shift the blame, saying in a low voice, "Your beast father likes to sleep alone."

Having said that, she preemptively asked, looking dejected, "Jue, don't you like sleeping with your father?"

Jue immediately shook her head and said firmly, "I like it. I like sleeping with my father."

"Then hurry up and get on." Bai Ze smiled, lifted the blanket, and patted the bed.

The baby's body is warm and soft, sometimes turning into a little black panther, making it even more comfortable to hold.

Bai Ze was reluctant to part with his sleeping partner.

The night grew deeper.

Mo, however, was wide awake, tossing and turning, unable to get comfortable.

I've been sleeping with Bai Ze in my arms these past two nights, and suddenly having someone less in my arms feels empty; I'm still not used to it.

It is indeed difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.

Mo sighed, turned to his side with his arm as a pillow, and stared at the closed wooden door. Suddenly, he felt a sense of anticipation, hoping to make some noise like he had in the past two days.

But we waited and waited, and there was still no movement at all.

Mo stared at the dark cave ceiling and closed his eyes dejectedly.

With the rain these past two days, the rattan that the tribe had processed recently has finally had time to be woven into finished products, which can then be sent to the merfolk in the east to exchange for salt.

But woven goods alone won't do, since we don't know if the merfolk will accept them, so we also need to prepare other things to exchange for salt.

After the rain, the sun was strong, and the moisture in the forest dissipated considerably. The next morning, after breakfast, Mo Tongbaize said that the tribe was going to carry out a large-scale collection.

Two-thirds of the people were to go, while the cubs were to be cared for by the remaining sub-beastmen and beastmen in the tribe.

The destination is in the southernmost mountains, and the trip will probably take several days.

"So far?" Bai Ze asked in surprise.

Mo nodded: "There are many fruit trees there, as well as red and yellow sweet potatoes."

Because of a huge river that flows through the area, the vegetation is lush and diverse, especially in the valley. Every year, the Black Panther tribe can gather a lot of things, some of which are kept for storage during the cold wave season, and the rest are used to exchange for salt with the Mermaid tribe.

"Sweet potatoes?" Bai Ze immediately became interested. "When do we set off?"

"I'm leaving tonight."

The Black Panther clan has excellent night vision, so there is actually no difference between traveling by day or night. In fact, when traveling at night, the fur of the Black Panther beastmen blends into the darkness, making it even easier for them to hide.

"Is it in such a hurry?"

"The cold wave may have arrived early this year, and there will be more unexpected events as time goes on."

Mo found the animal skin bag in the house and examined it carefully.

Seeing this, Bai Ze took out two Moo Moo animal hides, drew a pattern based on the modern backpack design, cut them out, and began to sew them together with bone needles.

It has an elasticated drawstring at the top, two wide straps sewn on the shoulders, and a compartment inside, making it very lightweight to carry.

Although Mo said there was no need to bring much food, as the beastmen would hunt along the way, Bai Ze still took the time to prepare some food that was easy to store and carry.

The small meat strips, fried river shrimp and dried fish, and boiled eggs, which were first marinated and then deep-fried, were finally sprinkled with salt and chili powder. They were all wrapped in leaves and put into a leather bag that he had prepared for himself.