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

The moon is very round tonight, casting a silvery glow across the sky, covering the once dark forest with a faint, clear light.

Mo Ye didn't need to patrol; his body seemed to have an automatic navigation system, and he silently crept up to Bai Ze and sat down next to him.

He even declined Li's invitation to play Gomoku.

But after waiting for a while, there was still no sign that Bai Ze was going to sleep.

Mo transformed directly into beast form, squatting on the ground with his forelimbs crossed and his back arched in a smooth curve, his posture as elegant as the Sphinx in front of the Egyptian pyramids.

This caught Bai Ze's attention: "Didn't you say you weren't on patrol tonight?"

Mo nodded, still aloof even in his black panther form.

On the other hand, Yan kept rubbing his round head against Qing's neck, and even stuck out his tongue to lick it, oblivious to everyone else.

Qing couldn't help but tug at his ear, trying to stop him: "It hurts! Yan, you have barbs on your tongue."

Hearing the noise, Bai Ze turned his head curiously and saw Yan's big tongue going towards Qing's face.

But perhaps because he was in beast form, Bai Ze felt no romantic feelings at all, and instead thought of his friend's German Shepherd.

That huge lump of a thing, every time I go there it's so enthusiastic it's like it wants to wash my face with its tongue.

Just like Yan now, Bai Ze felt that Qing should slap him hard, because that's what his friend did, and it worked very well.

Turning his head back, Bai Ze saw Chen being slapped on the head by Xing. It was such a big head, yet it was easily pressed to the ground.

That's quite interesting.

The aloof Mo thought Bai Ze could go to sleep, so he flicked his tail and lay down on his side.

Having gotten used to petting cats, Bai Ze subconsciously rubbed the black panther's belly.

Bai Ze's gaze followed his legs down to his two thick paw pads. He wondered if the black panther's claws could spread like a kitten's.

But he dared not ask, after all, Mo's aloof and handsome face was still intimidating.

Mo squinted and quietly moved closer.

"You've really had a tough time these past two days, you should get some rest," Bai Ze said.

Mo's ears twitched, and it simply used its thick, long tail to hook Bai Ze, trying to pull it onto itself.

People sometimes view animal behavior through a lens of bias, as is the case now.

If Mo were to transform into a human, Bai Ze would be surprised by his action and ask him questions in confusion.

But when it came to the black leopard in front of him, Bai Ze would only smile and show extreme tolerance towards this big cat.

It seems like the stray cats downstairs used to like to attract my attention this way, so I would pet them.

Could it be that even beastmen who have transformed into animals have this habit?

Bai Ze tentatively reached out and pinched the tip of the black panther's fluffy tail.

Mo's pupils instantly popped up, and his ears uncontrollably pressed flat to the sides.

Bai Ze once learned feline body language online specifically for the sake of the stray cats downstairs, in order to prevent himself from being scratched or bitten by the arrogant kittens because he was not perceptive enough.

Black panthers should also be included, since tigers are felines.

Bai Ze secretly observed Mo's reaction.

This reaction should indicate happiness.

It felt good to be touched, but Mo seemed to want to hold Bai Ze like he had the nights before.

He made a bold move—he used both paws to pull Bai Ze over.

Actually, he was still very uneasy. Mo opened his eyes wide and stared intently at Bai Ze.

Bai Ze, who was lying on Mo, came to her senses and looked up at him: "Mo, do you want me to sleep?"

Mo's claw gently patted Bai Ze's body as a response.

"It's definitely time to rest."

Bai Ze lay down in this position, reached out and grabbed the animal skin next to him, and covered himself with it.

Mo was satisfied, letting out a low gurgling sound.

I slept without any dreams.

Red and yellow sweet potatoes were the main targets of this harvest. Before coming, everyone was worried that other tribes would get there first, but now they were completely at ease.

Over the next two days, the three teams planned to split up in the nearby mountains to collect more wild fruits, vegetables, mushrooms, and other edible items.

Having been bitten by a snake yesterday, Bai Ze became much more cautious, and Mo stayed by his side at all times.

Bai Ze simply had Mo lead them to the place where they had picked persimmons and grapes the day before.

Upon arriving at their destination, Bai Ze took a look and discovered that the tree was perched on a cliff face. It was easy to slip and fall if one was not careful, and below was a dense forest, with no idea how deep it was.

"You picked them right here yesterday?" Bai Ze frowned. "What if you had fallen?"

"No," Mo said, walking towards the rocks.

Bai Ze grabbed him, saying, "Why not? It rained before, look, there's still water in the cracks between the rocks!"

Bai Ze felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about it. It was just a fruit; he could have chosen not to eat it. The risk he was taking was far too great.

Yan jumped out and said, "Don't worry, we Black Panthers are experts at climbing. Hunting on cliffs is no problem for us."

Bai Ze didn't want Mo to go: "Let's not pick them anymore, let's go back."

"It's alright." Mo patted Bai Ze's hand, and before he could react, he climbed down.

"Oh!" Bai Ze couldn't stop him; his heart was in his throat.

"Don't worry," Yan and the others followed them down. "We're not that weak."

Qing and Xing signaled to Bai Ze not to worry.

Just as they said, Yan and Mo easily arrived at the location of the persimmon tree.

Li and the others went to the grapevines on the other side.

Bai Ze breathed a sigh of relief.

After they finished picking the fruit and started climbing, Bai Ze lay on the edge of the rock and reached out his hand to Mo.

The ink was not held.

Yan, sweat beading on his forehead, still had the mood to joke: "Bai Ze, look, Mo is disgusted with you."

The next second, he was met with a glare from Mo.

Fearing he would kick him, Yan immediately shut his mouth.

After Mo climbed up, he explained, "I'm heavy, I'll carry you down with me."

Bai Ze smiled at him, then reached out and patted the dust off his clothes: "Yeah, you've worked hard."

As they were heading back to the meeting point, they passed a flat depression and Bai Ze spotted a patch of yellowish-green grass with orange-brown ears of grain hanging from the top.

His heart jumped into his throat.

"Let's go over there!" Bai Ze's voice was tinged with excitement.

If the slope weren't so steep, he would have loved to jump right down.

Rice!

Bai Ze excitedly ran over, but then tripped over the wet mud and fell to his knees.

Even his face was covered in camouflage patterns.

Mo, who was closest to him, immediately scooped him up: "Stand still, don't rush."

It was a little embarrassing, but in front of this field of rice, Bai Ze considered his mere stumble as an expression of his sincere gratitude to God.

The rice paddies were located in low-lying areas with a lot of standing water, so he simply took off his shoes and walked in barefoot.

Rice! This world actually allowed him to discover rice!

Bai Ze held a heavy ear of rice with fascination, his eyes filled with such deep affection that even Xing was mesmerized.

Xing couldn't help but ask, "Um... Bai Ze, are you alright?"

Bai Ze turned around, grabbed Xing's shoulder, and shook her: "Xing, this trip was worth it!"

"Do you think we could move? This is such a great place!"

Even the usually carefree Xing was stunned: "Calm down, let's calm down."

"If you keep shaking me, I'm going to throw up."

"Hehe, sorry."

Bai Ze stopped what he was doing, turned to Mo and the others, and asked, "Did you bring any knives?"

Mo took out the ink and handed it to him.

Bai Ze was the first to cut the first ear of rice, placing it reverently in his heart, as if he could already see the fragrant rice beckoning to him.

Chen casually picked one, tasted it, and said, "Bai Ze, they're prickly."

"What we want to eat are the seeds inside."

Bai Ze said to them, "We must cut down all the ears of grain like these here."

Eating is a minor matter; the main thing is that maybe we can plant these seeds next spring.

This is a milestone in the transition to the agricultural era!