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

There are no alarm clocks in this world. Bai Ze was worried that he would oversleep, so he repeatedly told Mo and Jue to remember to wake him up in advance.

The father and son nodded, telling him to go to sleep without worry.

Around 2 a.m., the fire in the cave was relit, and the warm yellow flames flickered on the stone walls, dispelling much of the night's chill.

Mo was making breakfast. He fried egg pancakes, roasted several pieces of Youyou beast meat, and steamed big red fruits in a stone pot.

Hearing the noise, Jue rubbed her eyes and saw that her father was sleeping soundly, so she quietly climbed out of bed.

He walked to the fire, still sleepy-eyed: "Father of the Beast."

Mo handed the fried egg pancake to Jue: "After you finish eating, you and Xi go to the Great Shaman's place."

"Okay." Jue took a bite of the warm egg pancake and asked, "Should we wake Father up now?"

"No rush."

Once all the food was ready, Mo asked Jue to call Bai Ze.

Jue walked to the bedside and gently shook Bai Ze under the covers: "Father, it's time to get up."

Bai Ze was sleepy at the moment. With his eyes closed, he mumbled a reply and then fell silent.

Jue lay by the bedside and patiently continued to call out, "Father, get up and eat."

"Hmm...you guys eat..." Bai Ze's voice was heavy with sleepiness. He turned over and burrowed his head deeper into the blanket.

It's the middle of the night, a time when people are sleepy, and it's cold outside. The bed is warm and cozy, and no one wants to leave.

Mo, who was standing at the door, didn't expect Bai Ze to stay in bed. He went in and pulled down the animal skin blanket that Bai Ze was covered with: "Wake up, Bai Ze, get up and eat. We have to go out in a bit."

Bai Ze struggled to open his eyelids a crack, but the next second, he was overcome by sleepiness and closed them again.

Helpless, Mo continued to shake him: "Wake up, get up."

Bai Ze stretched an arm out from under the covers, grabbed the hand on his shoulder, pressed it under his face, and muttered, "Let me sleep a little longer, just a little while..."

Mo's hands felt warm from being pressed against the skin.

Bai Ze had his eyes closed, his features gentle, his long, thick eyelashes trembling slightly, and beneath his high, straight nose were lips with a faint pink hue.

She curled up like a cat, clinging to Mo's arm.

Mo was stunned for a moment, remaining in that position, leaning over the bedside, letting Bai Ze "choke" him.

Jue wanted to call him "Uncle" again, but Mo gently stopped her, saying, "Go eat first."

The surroundings quieted down again, and Bai Ze's breathing gradually became steady.

But perhaps because he had something on his mind, Bai Ze suddenly opened his eyes after a short while and abruptly met those golden eyes.

The firelight shone through the open door, casting a dim shadow on Mo's face.

Bai Ze blinked, not quite understanding at first: "Mo, what are you doing squatting here?"

Mo pointed to the pillow.

Bai Ze then looked over and found himself tightly hugging Mo's arm, his face resting on Mo's hand.

"!" Bai Ze instantly released his grip, hurriedly sitting up in bed. "I'm sorry, I...I didn't..."

Bai Ze explained, feeling guilty and embarrassed.

Mo wanted to laugh at his incoherent rambling.

He calmly withdrew his numb arm: "Get up and eat. We should leave soon."

Yes, the tribe has to go out to gather resources today!

Bai Ze was completely wide awake now, and patted his head in annoyance, realizing he really needed to change his habit of sleeping in.

"I'll get it ready right away, very quickly!"

Bai Ze jumped out of his warm bed, shivering from the cold, and quickly grabbed his clothes from the stool next to him.

"Wear something warmer," Mo reminded him.

"Okay, okay." Bai Ze dressed and washed up as quickly as possible.

He peeked out of the cave and, worried about wasting time, thought about skipping breakfast, but Mo pressed him down onto the stone table: "We need to eat before we get going."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ze hurriedly ate a few bites of the egg pancake roll with meat, then wiped his mouth and said, "I'm done, let's go."

"Is that all you're eating?" Mo couldn't help but ask.

Bai Ze patted his bulging crossbody bag: "Don't worry, I brought a lot of food."

After saying that, he put on the Moo Moo animal skin backpack that he had sewn yesterday.

It was pitch black outside the cave, and the temperature was low at night, with a chilly wind blowing against your skin.

Mo stuffed everything he needed to take into a leather bag and then transformed into his animal form.

Its dark, glossy fur blended seamlessly into the deep night, and if it weren't for its bright golden eyes, it would be truly difficult to spot.

Black Panther bent its forelegs and lowered its body, gesturing for Bai Ze to climb on it.

"The lollipop is on the shelf in the storage room, remember to eat it," Bai Ze said softly, patting Jue's head. "Be a good girl and wait for us to come back."

Jue nodded: "Yes, Father, you must be careful."

"Don't worry, your beast father is here." Bai Ze smiled and hugged Jue. "We're leaving."

After Bai Ze settled down, Mo let out a low snort, then straightened up, picked up the animal skin bag, and headed towards the center of the tribe.

A blazing fire blazed in the open square, and a sumptuous feast was laid out before them. The high shaman stood with his head bowed, chanting incantations, while the chieftain and several respected beastmen knelt on the ground, their eyes filled with piety and earnestness.

A prayer before setting off, seeking the protection of the Beast God.

"They're finally here." Yan, who had also transformed into a black panther, came over and nudged Mo with his head.

"What's wrong? Did you oversleep?"

Mo raised its front paw and pressed down on Yan's head, which was trying to get closer: "Did you think we were all like you?"

"Tch~" Yan flicked its tail. "Last time was an accident. Besides, catching up with the main group is a piece of cake."

This was the first time Bai Ze had ever seen such a scene: dozens of black panthers lurking in the firelight, their pupils filled with the cold, primal energy of wild beasts.

He moved closer to Qing, feeling inexplicably nervous.

Xing quietly approached, her curiosity piqued as she looked at Bai Ze's unique animal skin bag. She whispered, "Bai Ze, can I touch it?"

Bai Ze took the bag off his back and let him try it on.

"That's so convenient." Xing blinked and smiled slightly. "Bai Ze, when you come back, could you teach me how to make this kind of animal skin bag?"

"no problem."

The beastmen around also turned their gazes to Xing, looking at the unique animal skin bag in his hand, which they found very strange.

The team was divided into three parts, each led by one of the three experienced orcs: Si, Ye, and Meng.

Bai Ze saw Yuan and Bai Qing from afar, but not wanting to talk to them, he pretended not to see them.

Before they even set off, they climbed directly onto Mo's back, not giving them a chance to come and find them.

Once the black panther pack left the tribe, they began speeding through the dark, silent forest towards their destination.

A cold wind, carrying the dampness of the night, brushed against his cheeks and neck. Bai Ze shrank his neck, reached out and tied the collar of the animal skin tightly, then leaned down, almost pressing his whole body against the soft black fur.