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

Do you like shiny things?

Mo pondered silently in his heart.

When chiseling stones in the mountains, you may occasionally come across some unique stones. When you break open the outer layer, you can see the color inside, and when you look at it through the sunlight, it is translucent.

Ye and the others had previously discovered a dark green color, like a lake, which was indeed beautiful.

The mermaids by the ocean also have glittering white pearls, some of which are said to glow. I'll see if I can trade some with them next time.

Mo was silently calculating in his mind, forgetting to continue the actions he was taking.

"What are you thinking about?" Yan nudged him with his elbow.

"It's alright." Mo looked away, skewered the cut meat, and placed it on the fire.

The sweet potatoes and various mushrooms we harvested today are bagged and laid out under the tree.

Chen and Li took some out; they threw the sweet potatoes directly into the fire to roast, and skewered the mushrooms and propped them up on top.

A cool breeze was blowing, and night was falling.

Branches and dead leaves piled together burned, crackling and popping in the silent, cold forest.

The firelight flickered from side to side; getting closer made it feel less cold.

Their team consisted of six sub-beastmen in total; besides Qing, Xing, and Bai Ze, there were three others.

One is named Dan, and the other is named Zhen. They are both easy to get along with.

There was another one who looked a bit older than them, named Mu. He was stern and rarely smiled, but he was very experienced. Today, he was the one who led everyone to the location of the yellow sweet potato.

According to Qing and the others, Mu is a very powerful sub-beastman who is no less skilled than beastmen in a fight. He once single-handedly drove away wild beasts that broke into the tribe and protected the cubs that were almost snatched away.

Bai Ze looked at the sub-beastman under the tree, his eyes unconsciously filled with admiration.

Qing continued, "Mu also saved Meng. Later, they became partners and often went hunting together."

"Meng is Mu's mate?" Bai Ze asked in surprise, lowering his voice, "Then why aren't they in the same team?"

Xing leaned close to Bai Ze's ear and whispered, "They've separated for some reason."

Bai Ze asked curiously, "Why?"

"It is said—" Xing looked around before continuing, "It is said that Meng rescued a sub-beastman during a hunting trip. That sub-beastman liked Meng very much and followed him all the way to our tribe, pestering Meng every day."

"After Mu found out, she beat Meng up and then moved out of town with him."

"Which one is Meng?" Bai Ze craned his neck and peered into the line diagonally opposite.

"That one," Xing pointed.

Bai Ze hadn't expected this situation to exist in this world: "What was Meng's performance like?"

"Meng didn't take it seriously at first, but he panicked after Mu drove him out of the cave."

Leaving with nothing? For some reason, Bai Ze found it very satisfying.

"Where is that sub-orc?"

Xing: "Meng sent her back, but Mu still hasn't forgiven Meng."

Bai Ze sighed and remarked, "He deserved it."

"Exactly, exactly," Xing agreed.

After saying that, she added enviously, "I wish I were as powerful as He Mu, so I could beat all the orcs to a pulp!"

Qing couldn't help but laugh: "Then you should try your best."

After hearing this, Bai Ze had even greater respect for this sub-beastman named Mu.

Animals often gain a lot of weight before a cold wave to prepare for the long period of ice and snow, similar to the saying "sticking to autumn fat".

The animal that looks like an antelope tonight is one; it has a lot of fat, and it sizzles and oozes oil when it's roasted.

The glistening oil droplets sizzled in the flames, and their aroma instantly filled the air.

The other two teams followed Bai Ze's method, skewering some mushrooms and roasting them over the fire.

Bai Ze ate the blueberries that Qing and Xing had given him; they were big and sweet, with a slight tartness.

He asked where it was picked.

Qing pointed to the dense forest not far away. This plant grows short and grows in the bushes that are above the calves. You have to bend down and pick them one by one, which is a bit of a hassle.

However, the blue is eye-catching and not hard to spot.

Bai Ze thought for a moment and decided to pick more before going back, so he could make jam and preserve it for a longer time.

For Xing and Qing, the name "jam" sounded delicious.

Xing asked, "Bai Ze, what does the jam taste like?"

Bai Ze recalled the fillings in the bread and cakes, saying, "They were sweet and sour, with a refreshing fruity aroma."

"Okay, okay, let's pick more."

Dinner is almost ready.

Bai Ze picked up a stick, pulled the potatoes out of the fire, and then used leaves as a mat to peel off their charred outer skin.

It's too hot to handle.

But Bai Ze hadn't eaten carbs in a long time, and just looking at the potatoes made his mouth water. He blew on them and continued peeling the potatoes.

Mo sat beside him and naturally reached out to take the potato. In no time, he peeled off the potato skin, replaced it with a new leaf, wrapped it up, and put it back into Bai Ze's hand.

Is she really that good at taking care of people?

Bai Ze paused for a moment, then smiled at Mo: "Thank you."

The yellow potatoes were steaming hot. Bai Ze took a bite first; they were soft, fragrant, and melted in his mouth.

Bai Ze had never thought potatoes could taste so good!

Others were quite surprised to see how much he liked it.

For the Black Panther tribe, meat is their primary food source, as they evolved from carnivorous animals and their diet is naturally influenced by them.

Moreover, after eating meat, the body can quickly restore energy and resist hunger for a longer period of time.

However, things like sweet potatoes, wild fruits, and wild vegetables are usually eaten only occasionally, or during cold snaps when there is no other food available, and they only serve as the main food source.

Therefore, yellow sweet potatoes were not very appealing to them, and the taste was indeed very bland.

Bai Ze's fondness for this food far exceeded Mo's expectations.

Watching Bai Ze take a bite with such satisfaction, he couldn't help but wonder, and blurted out instinctively, "Is it good?"

"Delicious!" Bai Ze's cheeks were bulging, and he spoke with a thick voice.

It's soft and chewy, with a delicate and fragrant taste. How could it not be delicious?

Moreover, this is a rare source of carbohydrates!

Dan took a suspicious bite of the sweet potato in her hand and couldn't help but say, "But it doesn't taste like anything."

Bai Ze raised an eyebrow: "There are other ways to eat it. I'll teach you how to make it when we get back. It's delicious."

When Bai Ze uttered the word "delicious," it carried undeniable credibility.

Those who were particularly familiar with Mo immediately perked up their ears and came closer.

His eyes were bright and eager as he stared intently at Bai Ze.

Bai Ze almost laughed at the stares; these beastmen, though tall and strong, were actually quite interesting.

As soon as they hear about delicious food, they can't resist.

That makes sense, since food is the most important thing for people, especially in such a primitive environment.

With something to look forward to, everyone worked with renewed energy.

Bai Ze shared some of the chili powder he had brought with them, and they ate it with potatoes; it was delicious.

After eating four large potatoes and several skewers of roasted mushrooms, Bai Ze managed to stuff himself. He sat on the ground, rubbing his round belly, his face full of satisfaction.

Mo was a little puzzled. Bai Ze used to love eating meat, and would even get angry if there was no meat in his meals. But since falling into the water, he preferred wild vegetables and fruits. Even meat had to be repeatedly marinated, roasted, fried, and grilled before he would eat more.

His smoldering doubts quietly resurfaced.

Can a person really change that much?

But despite the doubts, there are still many concerns.

Mo couldn't help but worry every time he saw Bai Ze's slender little body.

Eating so little, and always mixing meat with wild vegetables and fruits, how can I gain weight?

worry……

Bai Ze, an "omnivore," is now full and satisfied, feeling not only more energetic but also in a better mood.

Indeed, carbohydrates are still essential.