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

Mo woke up from her own anger.

I slept quite well in the first half of the night, but started having dreams in the second half.

Perhaps it was because of the story Bai Ze told about the "tiger" tribe of beastmen that Mo inexplicably dreamed of the white tiger beastmen who tried to steal Bai Ze that day.

In the dream, the white tiger beastman was extremely attentive to Bai Ze, giving him beautiful stones and flowers, and constantly showing his ears and tail to seduce him.

Bai Ze even touched it!!!

What's even more infuriating is that he followed Bai Ze wherever he went, even chasing him to this cave, carrying a leather bag and saying that it contained his clothes and that he would stay and live with them from now on.

Even with a chase, they couldn't be driven away.

Unfortunately, both Bai Ze and Jue liked him, and even prepared a sumptuous meal that evening to welcome him.

Mo was furious, but whenever he got angry, the two children would come over and yell at him. Even when they ran away from home, no one stopped them or looked for them.

He squatted alone on a tree branch at the entrance of the cave, watching the warm and harmonious scene inside. Mo was so angry that he punched the tree, and then heard a crack.

Then the person woke up.

Mo's clenched fist still ached slightly; he had been too emotional in his dream and had punched the stone wall in reality.

The crumbs all fell onto the bed.

Mo suddenly opened his eyes, his chest still rising and falling slightly. He stared blankly at the stone cave above him, and after a long while, he realized that he had just had a dream.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, still angry. Just thinking about that stinky tiger's face made his teeth itch with hatred.

But despite the anger, the work still had to be done.

Mo didn't ask for meat yesterday, so he's going out hunting and will be back before breakfast.

On the wooden shelf beside the bed, the animal skin robe that Bai Ze had made for him was hanging neatly.

Mo would glance at it every time he passed by.

The robe was thick, and before he even had a chance to wear it, he had already tried it on countless times in the cave.

It was still gloomy outside, and dawn had not yet broken.

Mo put on his clothes and quietly ran to the next cave. On the large bed, Bai Ze and Jue were huddled together, the child almost completely curled up in Bai Ze's arms, the two of them sleeping soundly.

I've never seen him so clingy when he sleeps before.

Mo glanced at Jue, recalling his "bad" behavior in the dream, and suddenly felt an urge to push the cub away and throw it at the door.

But that would wake Bai Ze up.

Mo suppressed the thought of "disrespecting elders," stood by the bed, leaned down and gently touched Bai Ze's face, which was warm.

He quickly bent down and kissed her, then turned and went out, braving the morning mist, and ran into the dense forest.

Mo's hunt this time was somewhat impulsive; he didn't care about technique and charged into the Moo Moo herd to start the attack. The Moo Moo, who were resting, were instantly terrified and scattered in all directions.

For large, social animals like these, the beastmen often cooperate to hunt. However, his antics left some small moo-moo beasts alone, giving Mo an opportunity. With one bite, he severed the neck of a small moo-moo beast.

The black panther elegantly licked its paws, then dragged its prey to the riverbank to process it.

When food is plentiful, beastmen don't eat animal organs much, as they always find them to have a strong, unpleasant smell.

However, because Bai Ze had casually mentioned it while he was picking Sichuan peppercorns, Mo decided to leave his heart, liver, and lungs behind this time.

Jue woke up shortly after Mo left, but lingering in her father's warm embrace, she tilted her little face up and stared intently at the sleeping Bai Ze, staying there for a while longer.

Since the temperature dropped, Mo and Jue would boil a pot of water as soon as they got up, drinking some and leaving the rest for Bai Ze to wash up.

Once the water boiled, Jue saw that Bai Ze was still asleep, so she prepared to go and gather some firewood nearby, and also sharpen her claws along the way.

Back home, without having to think about work the next day, Bai Ze slept until he naturally woke up. Then, stretching and yawning, he slowly dragged his homemade animal skin slippers outside.

The cave was empty, with only a faint ember remaining in front of the stove.

Bai Ze glanced at it casually and was instantly stunned.

The shelves in the storage room were filled with fruits, mushrooms and wild vegetables, and there was a huge pile of potatoes and sweet potatoes on the ground. Garlic with its sprouts was also neatly stacked against the wall.

There was also a basket of Sichuan peppercorns, which, along with the food stored earlier, took up a large space in the storage room.

Bai Ze went inside and took a look around, feeling overjoyed.

After stepping out of the cave, he was surprised by the bundles of rice.

Are tribes really that generous? Or did Mo go out to rob some people?

At this moment, Jue was carrying a large stack of wood and walking step by step toward her own door.

Because he had gathered too much firewood, which blocked his view, Jue walked slowly, swaying from side to side, looking extremely hard-working.

Upon seeing this, Bai Ze quickly reached out to take it.

"It's alright, I can manage." Jue didn't let go, but went straight into the cave and placed pieces of wood neatly against the wall next to the stove.

Bai Ze noticed that Jue seemed to have a bit of OCD. The pieces of wood she found were all about the same size, and she broke them all to the same length. She even arranged them from bottom to top, and the number of pieces in each row was the same.

Sure enough, if the father is diligent, the son can't be lazy.

Mo works just like that, very efficiently.

As the child set the table, he turned to Bai Ze and said, "Father, there's hot water in the pot. Go wash up; the water will get cold soon."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ze was deeply moved. He wondered what he had done to deserve such a well-behaved son.

After washing up, Bai Ze was preparing to cook when Mo returned with his prey.

He strode in, carrying meat on his left shoulder and a heart, liver, and lung in his right.

Because Mo's physique is too perfect, his heart, liver, and lungs are like fashion items.

"Didn't we just finish distributing the food? Why are you going hunting again?" Bai Ze asked.

Mo placed the items on the stone slab: "I didn't order any meat yesterday."

Hearing him say that, Bai Ze realized that apart from some eggs, he hadn't seen any meat in the storage room earlier.

Could it be that they asked for so many fruits and vegetables because of themselves, since orcs mainly eat meat?

"Why didn't you order any meat?"

"You seem to really like fruit," Mo said, then, worried that he might worry about the food at home, added, "I can hunt."

Bai Ze was moved by Jue and Mo one after another from the very beginning of the morning.

Looking at the father and son, he said sincerely, "It's so good to have you two."

Mo: "We are family."

Remembering what was outside the cave, Bai Ze asked, "What's with all that rice?"

"The clan chief said to leave it to you to handle."

"I?"

Mo nodded: "You're the one who discovered this."

"Let's call Qing and the others over. After we husk the rice together, we can each take a portion."

"it is good."

Faced with the storage room full of food, Bai Ze's eyes lit up and he rubbed his hands together, eager to get started.

He wanted a hot, modern meal.

Bai Ze first taught Mo and Jue how to husk the rice.

The father and son learned very quickly, and soon they came in carrying a large bag of bright white rice.