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

After Xi left, Jue sat in front of the fire, adding firewood to the pit from time to time. The child was not very talkative, and the cave became even quieter.

Bai Ze picked up the meat Xi had brought and sat down next to Jue: "Do you know what kind of meat this is?"

Jue leaned closer, sniffed, and replied, "Moo Moo Beast."

The child, with a composed expression, recited onomatopoeic words, which Bai Ze found extremely adorable.

He chuckled and joked, "Then are there also 'Gaga Beast' and 'Meimei Beast'?"

Jue nodded.

"Really?" Bai Ze chuckled, then asked Jue, "Doesn't the Moo Moo beast have two large, pointed horns on its head?"

"Hmm." Jue poked at the fire with a stick and said a few more words, which was unusual for her. "Their horns are dangerous; you can't get gored by them."

"However, the horns of the Moomoo beast can be used to make weapons, which are very sharp after being sharpened."

Bai Ze asked, "Would you like to roast this Moo Moo beast meat tomorrow, or make soup?"

Jue replied instinctively, "Either is fine."

Bai Ze thought Jue was good in every way, except that he was too sensible and thoughtful. He was only eight years old, and he should have some childlike qualities like Xi.

"Choose one." Bai Ze tilted his head slightly, staring at Jue's profile illuminated by the firelight.

Jue thought for a moment: "Would grilling be okay?"

Bai Ze reached out and ruffled the child's hair: "Of course."

Bai Ze felt very uncomfortable after running around outside all day and wanted to take a shower.

He added some more wood to the fire, then filled the stone pot with water and placed it on top.

This pot is unlike the large iron pots used in rural areas. It is heavy and not very large in capacity. Stone has poor heat conductivity, so it is not as convenient to use.

Bai Ze planned to boil a pot or two of water to wash his body simply, and apart from a stone vat and a wooden bucket, there didn't seem to be any other containers of any significant size in the cave.

Seeing that her father was busy again, Jue was a little puzzled.

"I want to boil some water to take a bath," Bai Ze said, then asked curiously, "Jue, how do you usually take baths?"

Jue replied, "Go to the riverbank, or to the stream."

All members of the Black Panther tribe, whether orcs or sub-orcs, are born with the ability to swim.

"What about when it was cold?"

"There are hot springs on the mountain."

"Hot springs?" Bai Ze was surprised, but then he thought about the terrain and realized that it was normal to have hot springs.

"Where is it? Is it far?" Bai Ze asked impatiently. "How long does it usually take to get there?"

Jue replied, "It's located halfway up this mountain; it would take quite a while to walk there."

"Moreover, the mountains are dangerous at night, and the orcs from the tribe need orcs to accompany them if they go."

"Then I'll just shower at home." Upon hearing this, Bai Ze immediately dismissed the idea. It would be too frightening for him to run alone on a mountain where wild animals roam at night.

It's a bit of a hassle, but at least it's safe.

The water in the stone pot began to bubble and steam, with white steam rising above it.

Bai Ze moved the stone basin from the cave entrance. It was already heavy, and it became even more difficult to move it after being filled with water.

He asked Jue why she didn't make bowls and basins out of wood.

Jue said that things made of wood are prone to cracking and leaking, and will rot over time.

Bai Ze guessed that they probably hadn't carbonized and waterproofed the wooden products.

His neighbor used to be an old man who was a carpenter. When Bai Ze was a child, he often went to his house and learned some skills from him.

Bai Ze first moved the stone basin into his sleeping cave, then poured in water that had been diluted to the correct temperature using the wooden bucket. He then picked out a slightly smaller piece of animal hide and began to wash himself.

Without a calendar or time, Bai Ze could only rely on his body's perception of the climate, along with the vegetation in the mountains, to determine that it was probably autumn, and likely late autumn.

The temperature difference between day and night is huge here, and the cave is cold and damp. After a short while, Bai Ze got goosebumps all over his body. He quickly washed up and put on the animal skin from the rack.

Bai Ze prepared to wash his hair as he boiled the second pot of water.

Jue handed over a handful of round, yellow fruits, each about the size of a thumb.

"What is this?"

Jue said, "Put bubble fruit in water, rub it, and use it to wash your hair."

After taking it, Bai Ze examined it carefully and found it to be soapberry, a natural cleaning agent.

"Jue, where did you get these bubble fruits?"

"The beast father traded with other sub-beastmen in the tribe; they picked them in the southern valley."

"Are there many bubble fruits there?"

Jue nodded: "Now is the perfect time for bubble fruits to ripen."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ze had an idea. He planned to ask Qing tomorrow if they could go pick more together.

After washing his hair, Bai Ze came out but didn't see Jue. He sat by the fire, drying his hair while waiting for the child.

After a while, Jue walked in from outside the cave, her clothes damp with sweat.

Looking at his wet hair, Bai Ze asked in surprise, "You didn't go take a shower, did you?"

"Um."

"Was it washed by the river?" Bai Ze reached out and touched Jue's arm; it was icy cold.

Jue pointed and said, "There's a stream flowing past the west side of the tribe, near the cave."

"What if we catch a cold?" Bai Ze was a little worried. The medical conditions here are so poor that even a cold or fever is difficult to treat.

Jue: "Orcs rarely get sick."

Although Qing and Xing had both emphasized to him that the orc cubs in the tribe were very resilient, Bai Ze always unconsciously regarded Jue in front of him as an ordinary child who needed to be taken care of.

Moreover, rarely getting sick does not mean you won't get sick.

Bai Ze pulled Jue to sit down by the fire: "Let's sleep after our hair is dried."

Jue didn't really care about these things, but seeing her father's insistence, she could only wait for her hair to dry.

After a while, Jue got up and walked to the corner where she had been sleeping.

Its small body, huddled in the animal skin, appeared even more frail against the backdrop of the empty, cold cave.

There's also a cave entrance where the wind is howling.

Bai Ze felt a pang of sadness. He walked over, squatted down beside Jue's bed, and gently shook his shoulder: "Jue, let's sleep together tonight."

Jue turned around and looked at Bai Ze: "Father, I'm fine sleeping here."

"That's not good at all." Bai Ze thought for a moment and said, "You'll sleep in the cave with me for the next few days. When your beast father comes back, we'll dig a small cave for you inside the mountain cave."

A hint of surprise flashed in Jue's eyes, but she still whispered, "No need..."

"Come on, come on." Bai Ze didn't give Jue a chance to refuse. He wrapped the child in animal skin, carried him, and headed into the cave.

Realizing he was being held in Bai Ze's arms, Jue's body tensed instantly. In his memory, his adoptive father had never held him before.

The stone bed in the Bai Ze Cave is very large, with a very thick layer of dry grass underneath, as well as two layers of soft animal hides. The animal hide blankets covering the bed are also made of animal hides of the same color.

In comparison, Jue's sleeping place was much simpler.

Bai Ze asked, "Do you want to sleep inside or outside?"

His body landed on the soft animal hide. Jue didn't react for a moment. He was stunned for a moment, then shrank back near the stone wall.

Bai Ze climbed into bed, tucked the child in before lying down, and gently patted him, saying, "Go to sleep."

Bai Ze was truly exhausted today; his mind didn't even have time to wander, and his body had already completely relaxed.

He heard steady breathing beside him, and Jue opened his eyes, looking at Bai Ze beside him and feeling the softness beneath him. Something in his heart was suddenly touched.

Jue had seen Xi Yi nestled against Qing, and he had seen other children in the tribe acting coquettishly towards their adoptive father, but those were things he could only look on with longing and never reach.

Later, Jue thought he no longer needed these things, but Bai Ze's embrace just now made the longing buried deep in his heart resurface.

Jue quietly moved closer to Bai Ze, then closed her eyes.

The cubs' attachment to their mother is instinctive.

In a daze, Jue felt someone hug him, and he immediately opened his eyes, always alert and vigilant.

He is the father of the gods.

Her tense body relaxed, and Jue closed her eyes again.

Everything seems a little different now.

That night, Jue felt a warmth he had never experienced before. He no longer needed to transform into his beast form or use his fur for warmth.

Birdsong rises precisely from the woods every morning.

As soon as people start working, they sleep soundly.

Bai Ze woke up a little late today. He sat up in bed and stretched.

The sun has already risen.

A familiar "scratching" sound came from outside the cave; Jue was sharpening his claws on a rock.

Bai Ze walked over: "Do I need to do this every day?"

The little black panther nodded its head.

Looking at the little black leopard in front of him, Bai Ze suddenly remembered the cats he used to feed downstairs.

He couldn't help but bend down and stroke Jue's fluffy head, then scratch his chin.

Felines have a deep-seated genetic affinity for this action.

Although Jue was a little nervous when Bai Ze touched her, her instincts quickly overcame her reason.

The little black panther squinted its eyes comfortably, momentarily forgetting to sharpen its claws, and gently nuzzled Bai Ze's palm with its head.