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

Perhaps because his wish was fulfilled, Bai Ze had a dream while he was asleep. In the dream, a large black cat licked and rubbed against him, so enthusiastic that it was hard to resist.

But it's very warm to hug.

In the middle of the night, Bai Ze was gently shaken awake by Mo.

He rubbed his eyes, yawned, and sat up from the animal skin, his whole body enveloped in a deep drowsiness.

Bai Ze was still groggy, his voice nasal from sleepiness: "Are we leaving?"

"Okay." Mo reached out and pulled him up. "Let's set off now. We should be able to get back to the tribe before sunset."

"Okay." Bai Ze rubbed his face to clear his head.

Everyone else had already started packing up their things, and the fire was burning brightly, illuminating the dark gray night.

The animal skin bags were tied tightly shut, and vines were used to bind everything that could be tied together, creating a bustling scene all around.

Because they had already made two trips to the tribe beforehand, they didn't need to bring much this time. With many people, they were able to pack quickly.

After turning off the fire, counting the number of people, and distributing the belongings, the group began their journey towards the tribe.

Bai Ze sat astride Mo's back, still yawning incessantly, extremely sleepy.

The forest wasn't completely dark; the orcs could still vaguely make out the outlines of their surroundings.

Despite carrying supplies on their return journey, the orcs were not much slower than when they came.

The black panther pack galloped through the jungle, their fur rustling as it brushed against the tips of the grass, and the heavy paw pads thudded as they landed.

The noise wasn't loud, but it was enough to startle the birds sleeping on the branches. They flapped their wings and soared into the night sky, accompanied by short cries.

After a short while, everything returned to calm.

The road was still difficult to travel, and Bai Ze on Mo's back was so sleepy that he kept dozing off.

Yan, carrying Qing, caught up and walked alongside Mo.

Qing reminded him, "Bai Ze, hold on tight, don't fall."

"Oh well."

Just then, there was a rock in front of them. The black panthers leaped up, and their sudden airborne bodies startled Bai Ze, who quickly grabbed Mo's back.

Now, the drowsiness is completely gone.

It wasn't until dawn was fully broken and the red sun rose from the east that the group stopped to rest and eat some food.

They had brought prey, so they could eat quickly as soon as they lit a fire. Everyone was filled with joy at the prospect of returning to the tribe, and their tolerance for hunger was much higher.

Stones and firewood are the most abundant things in the forest. Using what's available, chunks of meat sizzle and ooze oil over the fire in no time.

When the salt ran out, they just roasted it directly without anyone caring. They sat down wherever they could find a spot, picked up the food, and began to eat with gusto.

In this world, being a picky eater is generally not an issue.

But Bai Ze is an exception.

He looked at the greasy, charred roast meat, took a bite, and his brows furrowed.

The meat was tough, tasteless, and had a fishy, ​​gamey smell that lingered in the mouth for a long time.

Bai Ze stared at the meat in his hand with a troubled expression.

Seeing that he didn't move, Mo asked, "What's wrong?"

Bai Ze lied and said, "I don't think I'm very hungry."

Mo frowned. During the time he was away, Bai Ze hadn't been eating properly, often just munching on a few fruits to get by. The only exception was the day he roasted the Gaga Beast and ate a few extra pieces of meat.

How can your body get better if you don't eat?

Mo said, "Eat something, we still have to keep going."

Bai Ze forced himself to take another bite, but after chewing for a long time, he just couldn't swallow it.

Seeing his pained expression, Mo asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I'm just not hungry."

Helpless, Mo could only take out a few fruits and hand them to him: "Want some?"

"Hmm." Seeing the juicy and fresh fruit, Bai Ze breathed a sigh of relief and immediately nodded.

He secretly spat out the meat in his mouth and then drank several large mouthfuls of cold water.

After a quick meal, the group got ready to set off again, and the black panthers continued to run through the forest carrying their food.

The fog had dissipated, and everything in front of me became clear.

Bai Ze was attracted by the colorful plants on both sides, and every now and then a strange-looking animal would pop out, which was quite interesting.

But soon he couldn't get up. His stomach started to ache, and the nausea intensified with the jolting.

Bai Ze leaned over Mo's back, one hand clenched into a fist and pressed against his stomach, hoping to reduce the discomfort there.

But it didn't seem to work. His stomach started to cramp in waves, and he felt nauseous, unable to swallow or vomit. Bai Ze almost curled up, and cold sweat seeped out from his back.

He felt that his stomach must have caught a chill, as he had been drinking cold water and eating a lot of fruit at every meal for the past few days.

It was enjoyable to eat, but now it's really unpleasant to feel uncomfortable.

After enduring it for a while, Bai Ze finally couldn't take it anymore. Afraid of vomiting on Mo, he quickly reached out and patted him, his voice weak: "Mo, you, you stop for a moment."

Mo intentionally controlled his speed and was currently at the back of the group. Upon hearing this, he stopped to the side. Before he could bend down, Bai Ze staggered and slid off his back.

Before Mo could react, he squatted down next to a tree and started vomiting.

Mo quickly transformed into human form and rushed over without even bothering to put on his clothes: "What's wrong?"

Bai Ze was hunched over, one hand pressed against his stomach, the other hand clutching his throat, his face completely bloodless.

Mo reached out and touched his hand; it was covered in sweat.

"No, ugh..." The nausea surged up again, and Bai Ze's body jerked as if he were being pushed.

Mo supported him, his brows furrowed: "I'll take you back to find the Great Shaman."

"Just throw up, it'll be fine." Bai Ze was a little weak. He grabbed Mo's arm to support his body and threw up twice more. Once the stuff churning in his stomach was gone, the discomfort gradually subsided.

He took a deep breath, rubbed his stomach, and then noticed that Mo was still naked.

At a glance.

Bai Ze looked away awkwardly: "Mo, um... you should put your clothes on first."

Mo hurriedly put on a pair of pants, but his tightly furrowed brows remained furrowed.

He reached out and touched Bai Ze's forehead. There was no fever, but his complexion was still not good.

Qing and Xing noticed that Mo and Bai Ze hadn't followed, so they turned back to look for them.

Seeing Bai Ze leaning weakly against Mo, he quickly ran over: "What happened?"

Mo's eyes were full of worry: "Bai Ze isn't feeling well."

Actually, after vomiting, Bai Ze felt much better. He patted Mo's arm and said, "I'm fine now."

This time it was purely because I wasn't paying attention; I'll learn my lesson after I'm over it.

Mo wanted everyone to go first, planning to take Bai Ze to rest for a while before slowly catching up.

Bai Ze shook his head. He now knew the dangers of the jungle and felt that he still had to go with the troops.

Mo himself is fine, but with him along, it would be troublesome if they encountered a pack of wild beasts.

Moreover, he really wasn't feeling that bad anymore, just for a moment.

When we were little, we would eat too much and get cold. The adults would make us gag our throats and spit it out, then we would drink a bowl of hot noodle soup and we would feel better.

No medicine is needed.

Mo instructed, "Tell me if you feel unwell."

"Yes, I know."

Bai Ze climbed back onto Mo's back, but this time, Mo ran much slower, barely managing to keep up with the tribe.

Qing and Xing were also nearby, glancing at Bai Ze every now and then.

We arrived at the village just as dusk was falling, and we could see the crowd waiting in front of the village from afar.

The cubs ran ahead, some even climbing trees and craning their necks to look into the distance.

Upon seeing familiar figures, Xi excitedly hugged Jue, exclaiming, "I saw my father and the others!!!"