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

As soon as Bai Ze found a seat, Jue and Mo immediately moved closer to him from either side.

The Qing family of three sat opposite.

The character next to the star was originally 辰, but somehow it turned into 黎.

"Qin, sit here." Bai Ze smiled and pointed to the seat next to Kun.

While he was cooking, he noticed that Zhen kept glancing furtively at Kun, so he casually asked her a question. As a result, Zhen blushed and lowered her head slightly.

Bai Ze immediately understood, and seeing the two of them sitting together made him feel happy too.

Zhao ran like a madman, almost turning into a black panther. He stopped near Bai Ze's house, carefully straightened his clothes, took a few deep breaths, and then, pretending to be just passing by, strolled over slowly and smiled, "It's so lively here."

"Great Shaman." Everyone quickly stood up to greet him.

"I just happened to be gathering herbs nearby." As if afraid they wouldn't see him, Zhao deliberately held up the basket in his hand and said gently, "I heard your laughter and came to check on you."

"Great Shaman, I've made hot pot, would you like to have some with me?" Bai Ze immediately stepped forward and invited.

The others chimed in, "Great Shaman, have some! This hot pot smells amazing!"

"Yes, and there's also stir-fried snails with perilla leaves, it's spicy and flavorful!"

Bai Ze took the basket from Zhao's hands: "We've prepared a lot of food."

Unable to refuse such hospitality, Zhao nodded: "Looks like I'm very lucky today."

Si brought over a stone bench, and Zhao walked over and sat down next to him. A bowl and chopsticks had already been set out in front of them.

The pot was bubbling with red oil, and bowls of sliced ​​meat were being added. They were cooked and changed color in seconds. Everyone rushed to put their chopsticks in, wishing they could strip naked and jump in.

Li picked up a piece of meat and placed it in front of Xing. Chen gave him a strange look, and then Li picked up another piece for him.

It was a bit strange, but Chen couldn't quite put his finger on it. He scratched his head and continued eating.

Because of his status as a high priest, Zhao had to be mindful of his image, so he used his chopsticks slowly and deliberately.

Si picked up two large pieces of meat and put them in his bowl.

Zhao tasted it, nodded repeatedly, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

It's delicious, but a bit spicy.

He couldn't help but hiss.

Si handed the water over.

The burning branches crackled and popped, and soon everyone was warming up, the air itself cozy and filled with the aroma of spicy food.

Fish fillets are the most popular, as they are smooth and tender.

Mo scooped up a small plate and even picked out the bones. Bai Ze thought it was for Jue, but then he saw the plate being pushed in front of him.

"For me?" Bai Ze had never been taken care of like this before, and he was quite surprised. He asked uncertainly.

"Mm." Mo nodded and then picked up the mushrooms and sweet potato slices that Bai Ze liked to eat.

"You eat too, I can get it for myself." Bai Ze knew Mo had a big appetite and was worried that he wouldn't eat well.

Mo stared at the piece of meat on Bai Ze's chopsticks.

"Do you want some?"

"Um."

Bai Ze tried to put the meat into Mo's plate, but as soon as he raised his chopsticks, Mo leaned over and snatched the meat from the chopsticks.

Bai Ze was startled.

Mo opened his mouth: "I thought you were going to give it to me."

"Hmm." Bai Ze withdrew his hand and looked away. "It's...it's for you to eat."

The barbecue is ready, sizzling and dripping with oil, and it smells amazing with perilla leaves.

Xi walked over, picked up the fish that had slapped her earlier, took a bite, and winced in pain from the burn. She angrily said, "Serves you right for bullying me!"

"Isn't it hot?" Jue took the fish away from his mouth. "Eat it later."

"oh."

Everyone ate heartily, their faces flushed, and the pile of food in front of them dwindled until it was all gone.

The beastmen patted their bellies, burped, and licked their lips with lingering satisfaction. If they weren't so full, they would have drunk the hot pot broth.

Before leaving, everyone cleaned up the things outside the cave together. Zhao, as the great shaman, was no exception, sweeping the floor and serving bowls.

No one could stop them.

Bai Ze divided the rice he had husked that day equally among everyone, but they refused to take any of it.

"You were the one who discovered rice."

"You've taught us so much, you should keep this for yourself."

"Yes, we ate such delicious food today, and we even learned how to cook it."

"Bai Ze, here you go. Remember to call us next time you need work. We love coming over to work."

They talked back and forth, and then they started walking outside.

Bai Ze felt as if something soft and warm had gently bumped into his heart.

He never thought he knew anything particularly remarkable about these things, but they were extremely important to the people here.

They were grateful to themselves for this, and never took it for granted. They would repay it with their labor and gifts, and even then, they would feel embarrassed.

Having lived in a society driven by self-interest for so long, Bai Ze hadn't experienced such genuine human connection in a long time.

After everyone left, the outside became quiet again. Mo lit the fire in the cave, illuminating the dark space.

Because he had eaten dinner early, Bai Ze wasn't sleepy at all. Seeing that the fire was burning anyway, he set up a pot and made a pot of sugar with honey and berries.

After pouring it out and letting it cool and set, cut it into small pieces.

They come in grape, blueberry, and various berry flavors; they're small, attractive, and easy to eat.

Jue tried it, and it was sweet and sour, very delicious.

Mo was twisting animal sinew rope by the fire when Bai Ze picked one up and walked over: "Open your mouth."

Mo obediently opened his mouth.

Bai Ze popped the candy into his mouth, blinked, and asked with a smile, "Is it good?"

Mo nodded: "Delicious."

"Everything you cook is delicious."

His expression was as serious as a presiding judge in court.

Bai Ze felt that Mo seemed different lately, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

If I had to put it into words, it would be that the cold aura around him has diminished considerably, he's become more expressive, and he's not as sparing with his words as before.

Occasionally, you can still sense his emotions.

Bai Ze thought this was a very good sign, proving that their relationship was becoming more and more harmonious, which was very beneficial to the long-term development of the family.

After washing up, it was time to go to bed.

Mo watched helplessly as Bai Ze led Jue into their cave, then sat alone by the fire, looking somewhat dejected.

The door was closed, and he was deprived of even the little chance he had to see.

Mo secretly made up his mind that he must steal Bai Ze tonight—no, he must carry Bai Ze back to his cave.

He hasn't slept with Bai Ze for a day.

Unacceptable.

Mo tied the twisted animal sinew rope together, then quietly moved closer to the entrance of Bai Ze's cave, keeping a close eye on the movements inside.

Animal ears popped out; although they didn't offer much of a hearing boost, they provided some psychological comfort.

The sound of storytelling came from my ears again, this time it seemed to be the Black Bear Tribe.

Mo pinched his thigh hard, determined not to fall asleep again today.