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

From a distance, the ripe fruits on the pepper trees cluster together on the branches, like particles bursting from lava, or like shimmering red stars.

Chen, with his sharp eyes, spotted another tree in the dense forest and excitedly called out to the others, "Come quick!"

That voice was even more powerful than Bai Ze's.

The beautiful, granular red fruits are clustered together, and the whole tree exudes a pungent, slightly burnt aroma.

Bai Ze wished he were like Nezha, with three heads and six arms, constantly picking peppercorns and putting them into his animal skin bag.

The fruit from just these two pepper trees will be enough to last a long time, perhaps even through the winter.

The area under the tree was packed with people, all looking up and reaching out, each one faster than the last.

However, there is one downside: the pepper tree has many sharp thorns, and it's easy to prick your hand if you're not careful.

Bai Ze was hit several times. Several cuts appeared on his fair hands in the blink of an eye, and red blood beads even oozed from his index finger.

Mo frowned, pulled his hand over, and lowered her head to put it in her mouth.

"!" Bai Ze's expression froze for a moment. "No need, it's alright..."

Xing tilted his head and smiled, "The saliva of the beastmen can stop bleeding and speed up wound healing."

"Let the ink lick it, and your hand won't hurt anymore."

Bai Ze felt a little embarrassed; the scene was awkward no matter how you looked at it.

Mo Dao remained calm, licked the blood off Bai Ze's fingers, and continued picking peppercorns from the top of his head.

Looking at his fingers, an inopportune thought suddenly popped into Bai Ze's mind.

Will I get rabies?

If Mo knew what Bai Ze was thinking right now, he'd probably be so angry he'd throw the animal skin bag away.

"It shouldn't be that bad," Bai Ze shook his head.

Later, when he picked the peppercorns, he became much more careful.

The Sichuan pepper tree is not as tall as other trees in the forest, but rather resembles a shrub, shaped like an inverted triangle, with a trunk as thick as an arm, dense branches, and grows obliquely on the slope.

The lower part is easy to pick; just stand on tiptoe or pick up a rock, and you can reach it.

Once he had picked most of the fruit below, Bai Ze set his sights on the treetops.

The area is sunny, and the peppercorns there grow large, red, and are incredibly beautiful.

Xing commanded Chen to carry him on his back, and Yan, seeing this, also let Qing ride on his neck.

This height is just enough to reach the top of the pepper tree.

Bai Ze glanced at Mo, but didn't dare to speak.

After all, Xing and Qing are brothers and partners, so their relationship is naturally very close.

Of course, he and Mo were also partners, but Bai Ze himself knew how much of their partnership was just fluff.

Mo turned his head slightly and immediately realized Bai Ze's intention.

He then walked towards Bai Ze.

"What's wrong?" Bai Ze asked uncertainly.

"Come up here." Mo said, kneeling down on one knee and patting his shoulder.

Then, to Bai Ze's astonishment, he carried him on his back.

Suddenly, their bodies were lifted into the air, and Bai Ze quickly grabbed Mo's head.

"Don't worry, it won't fall," Mo assured him.

It is indeed very stable.

Bai Ze gradually adapted to the height, loosened his grip on Mo, and even thoughtfully smoothed his hair.

This handsome face looks good even with a shaved head!

Bai Ze's thoughts then turned to the mature Sichuan pepper tree.

He pointed: "This way."

Mo walked over cooperatively.

Bai Ze raised his hand and began quickly picking the peppercorns.

Mo held onto Bai Ze's leg to prevent him from falling.

The other two teams, seeing them picking peppercorns, curiously gathered around.

After learning that this fruit could make food more delicious, they began to search for it in different places.

And so, what was originally just a short rest trip turned into a journey that didn't end until the afternoon before we were ready to set off again.

The animal skin bags were full, but not very heavy. The beastmen easily picked them up and continued their run through the forest.

Initially, Bai Ze thought about making a mark first and picking the fruit on the way back, but he learned from Yan and the others that because the forest was densely vegetated and had many paths, they might miss it on the way back. So, just in case, he picked the fruit first.

In the afternoon, whether it was due to the road or the terrain, the ride was noticeably less bumpy.

He seemed to be deliberately adjusting the range of motion of his muscles, making his jumping movements increasingly light and graceful.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the leaves overhead, occasionally falling on people in open spaces, bringing a touch of warmth.

That was a brief moment of warmth on a late autumn afternoon.

The fog in the dense forest had completely dissipated, and birdsong filled the air.

The flora and fauna of this world repeatedly challenged Bai Ze's worldview.

Some of them are enormous, some have various shapes, and some can even be described as "strange".

For example, there are birds several meters tall, monkeys with human faces, six-legged frogs, giant flowers that could swallow him whole, and colorful leaves...

This completely exceeded Bai Ze's understanding of plants and animals.

After crossing countless mountains, the Black Panther caravan finally reached its destination before sunset.

This mountain was more majestic and magnificent than any Bai Ze had seen before, with winding, interconnected peaks.

The vegetation is layered upon layered, stretching as far as the eye can see.

Aside from the different climate, Bai Ze felt as if he had entered the Amazon rainforest, and everything around him was extremely attractive to him.

Since they would be staying there for two or three days, the orcs in the group stopped and began looking for a suitable place to set up camp.

Of course, this kind of camping was certainly not like setting up tents or building shelters in modern times.

They simply cleared a space, moved stones, gathered firewood, and started a fire.

Bai Ze was exhausted and his arms, waist and legs ached.

After going to the nearby restroom with Qing and the others, he slumped onto a rock, not wanting to move an inch.

In comparison, the beastmen had much better energy. After running around for almost a day, they could still chat and laugh while chopping wood and carrying things.

Mo left for a short while, and when he returned, he was holding a huge leaf, folded into a funnel shape.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Mo brought the water to Bai Ze's lips, gesturing for him to drink it.

Bai Ze looked exhausted, his eyes barely open: "I'm just a little sleepy."

He didn't actually do much work, but he couldn't stand the fatigue. Any modern person would be exhausted if carried by a leopard for a whole day.

What's more, it involved crossing mountains and valleys.

With an upset stomach and a headache, Bai Ze was too lazy to even lift his hand.

"Drink some water." Mo knelt on the ground and touched his lips with a leaf.

Bai Ze was too lazy to move, so he followed his movements and drank several mouthfuls.

The cool, sweet water rushed into Bai Ze's throat, and he instantly felt much better.

"Are we going to dig for the food you mentioned later?"

"Let's go tomorrow, it's getting dark." After saying that, Mo added, "There might be wild animals nearby, so don't wander off."

Bai Ze nodded.