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Mercer hurriedly took it, not minding the cold, and put it directly into his arms, listening to the cub's weak howls through the layer of clothing.

Seeing that Messer's attention had been diverted, Kureha took a few steps to deal with the rabbit. A few seconds later, as if she had thought of something, her expression suddenly turned sour.

His expression was unpredictable, sometimes bright, sometimes dark.

But after glancing at Messer, he simply sighed softly, "What a tragedy."

She could imagine that for the next six months, she might not have a peaceful night again.

'Or, how about we throw Mercer and the panda cub out together tonight?'

He then shook his head, denying the negative thoughts that had arisen in his mind.

For the next few hours, Kureha silently picked and processed the herbs. When she felt she had done enough, she took Messer home.

That night, as expected, a sharp "ghostly scream" woke the two of them in the middle of the night. In his sleep, Mercer suddenly sat up, still groggy, and then fell back down to sleep.

The time that follows.

Unwavering.

Under the cubs' persistent howling, Kureha had no choice but to get up and deal with it. Looking at the sleeping Messer, her eyes kept twitching.

“Grandpa’s a bastard, and his grandson’s a bastard too. He just loves to cause trouble for others. You little brat, Mercer, just wait till tomorrow I teach you a lesson.”

the next day.

He still hadn't dealt with Messer, he just had a very sour face.

Having some recollection of what happened last night, Messer breathed a sigh of relief without showing any emotion. It seemed that Doctor Doriel still loved him.

She immediately became much more obedient.

Life is like a play!

Amidst the cries of the cubs, Kureha coldly taught Messer. From that day on, Messer's daily meals became far less palatable, and the mundane days passed by.

Although there was an extra mouth to feed in the house, nothing changed. Mercer grew up day by day, and the little panda grew from the size of a mouse to the size of a basketball.

Thanks to Mercer, his breast milk also had a lot of "ingredients" added by Kureha to help him grow.

As a leading medical expert, Kureha is quite adept at handling these seemingly minor tasks.

My body grew bigger every day, and the unpleasant days of being woken up by noise lessened after three months. It has to be said that the animals in this world are particularly intelligent and very human-like.

From the first time he opened his eyes, the first time he pooped, the first time he played, through many firsts, he grew bigger and bigger.

Animals always grow very quickly. His nickname is Xiong Bao, and his formal name is Winter, which is a homonym for "winter," taken from the winter island.

Haiyuan Calendar, January 1, 1502.

Merit Points: [730]

Mercer was two years old, and the little panda was six months old. On this day, Mercer carried a basket on his back, with the panda cub inside, and followed Kureha to the Purple Bamboo Forest once again. After all, bamboo is the panda's staple food.

However, in this world, pandas are still mixed omnivores.

However, their digestive system has also become quite unusual.

Hunting ability has been greatly improved.

You can eat more meat.

The snow was quite heavy today.

White snowflakes fell into the basket, and Xiong Bao poked his head out, his front paws pawing at the opening of the basket. Watching the snowflakes falling from the sky, he opened his mouth and stuck out his pink tongue to lick them.

It made soft whimpering noises, occasionally nudging Mercer's nape with its head or licking it with its tongue.

Mercer, tickled by the licking, couldn't help but laugh and said, "Don't rush, you can eat as much as you want after we get to the bamboo forest, now keep quiet."

Reaching back with my right hand, I pushed Xiong Bao's head back, ruffled his hair, and pinched his chubby cheeks.

嘤～

The little bear whimpered contentedly.

……

Two-year-old Messer is nearly a meter tall, with a black and white panda in a bamboo basket on his back. Even carrying a 15-pound "heavy object," he still moves nimbly to follow Kureha over mountains and valleys.

He was carrying an axe made entirely of iron, which looked like it was used for chopping wood.

The axe was rather strange; one end, which should have been a hammer, had been transformed into a sharp, wolf-tooth-like pickaxe, serving the function of an ice pick.

The axe blade is sharp, and the pickaxe head is pointed.

The axe has three blades, serving the functions of a sickle, axe, and shovel. The pickaxe is also double-edged, and the handle is sanded to prevent it from slipping out of your hand.

A multi-functional axe.

Just then, Kureha's voice came from ahead, "Today is another first time. If you want to eat meat, you'll be the one to hunt."

"Do you eat bamboo rats?" Mercer asked with a grin. "I've never eaten them before."

Kureha paused for a moment, then explained, "The bamboo rats on this island aren't fat; they're quite tough. If you catch one, you can eat it yourself."

This is a lie!

Mercer had seen them in the Purple Bamboo Forest, where the white-haired bamboo rats were big and fat, the largest being at least as big as a rabbit.

Can be imagined.

Some people just don't like it.

Seeing this, Mercer spoke up from the bottom of his heart: "Alright then, what about the reindeer?"

This time, Kureha didn't object, since venison is very nutritious.

Yam stewed with deer leg, deer antler and pork bone soup, braised deer kidney, stir-fried deer heart—Chopper has definitely never eaten these.

Chopper?

That kid might still be deoxyribose right now.

Moses didn't feel any guilt about hunting or killing, because in the past six months, Moses not only studied, but Kureha also asked Moses to butcher the prey she hunted.

After handling a lot of prey, you stop noticing it so much. Humans are just that adaptable; even two-legged creatures are omnivorous.

The snow crunched underfoot, accompanied by the sound of Kureha swallowing her drink and the occasional whimpering from her basket.

Walking through the familiar snow forest, with the cold wind blowing, as time passed, a magnetic drum mountain appeared, and at the same time, a large bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain also came into view.

Swish!

Wandering through the bamboo forest, a tender bamboo stalk, as thick as a little finger, was chopped down by Messer with a single axe stroke.

As the tender bamboo shoots fell, the left hand grasped them and handed them behind its back. Xiong Bao stretched out its right paw, grabbed them, and eagerly stuffed them into its mouth.

The sound of bamboo strips breaking echoed continuously as they chewed and swallowed, making "woo-woo" noises.

This dish is good.

Kureha witnessed this scene and was already used to it. Two months ago, Xiong Bao had been brought here to eat tender bamboo shoots, and the taste of tender bamboo shoots had long been on his mind.

Bear Cub won't stand on ceremony.

After finishing its snacks, it tumbled out of Moses's basket, landing with a "plop" in the snow, splashing up a handful of snowflakes. With its black nose twitching, it crawled forward, taking one step and rolling one circle.

Mercer followed happily, and within seconds he saw Xiong Bao digging in the snow. With a few swipes of his paws, a bamboo shoot tip emerged.

Scrambling for food in the snow is a kind of instinctual activation; finding something to eat is a way of activating one's instincts.

If I get lost in the future, at least I won't starve.

The little thing didn't stand on ceremony. It opened its mouth, revealing its tiny, snow-white milk teeth, and with a few crunches, swallowed the bamboo shoot tips, chewing them with relish as its cheeks puffed out.

Kureha went to the side to gather herbs, while Messer observed the surrounding environment, noting things like feces, footprints, or irregular broken stems and leaves.

Every step leaves a trace!

In the wild, only by observing carefully can you survive better. The surrounding environment will tell you where things have passed by, all of which I learned from Kureha's teachings.

Of course, there is an even more convenient way for Moses.

His breathing slowed down, and with each breath, a pale white mist emerged. His thoughts calmed, and his Observation Haki was released from his body.

The chaotic auras around me flowed into my mind as I sensed them. The cold wind howled, and the auras of different creatures were distinct.

A moment later, Mercer raised his arm and pulled back, twisting his body slightly backward and stepping back with his right leg. Whoosh! He spun around, gripped the axe handle, and threw it to the left front.

A silver disc appeared, and with a resounding "thud," the axe blade struck precisely at the base of a purple bamboo stalk, about the thickness of a thigh, several meters away.

With a "whoosh," a snow-white shadow darted out from the snow hole directly in front of the bamboo. Messer's face fell; she hadn't expected to miss the target.

Hee hee hee!

Kureha's slightly amused laughter rang out, "Silly girl, Observation Haki can help you detect auras, but it can't help you increase your strength."

"Furthermore, you only copied my throwing techniques, merely imitating the form. You didn't learn the internal posture, power generation, technique, or turning. You're just copying a tiger without understanding its essence."

Mercer rubbed his nose, shook his right arm, and went to pick up his axe, saying as he walked, "I learned it on my own. Besides, Doctor Doriel, you should teach me first."

With a forceful pull from the bamboo pole, Messer grabbed a handful of snow, rolled it into a snowball, walked over to Kureha, and handed her the snowball.

Seeing Messer blinking at her, Kureha pursed her lips, took the item, and weighed it in her hand.

There's no such thing as passing it down only to daughters.

"The so-called throwing is nothing more than eyesight, grip, standing posture, and strength. Of course, the same applies to the technique of generating force in the human body. The only thing to pursue is to hit the target."

"The reason I didn't teach you before was simply because your body wasn't fully developed yet. The human body is a complex mechanical engineering project, and exerting force is a skill that is easy to learn but difficult to master."

"And now, even though you're still not fully grown, you can start the most basic power training."

Seeing that Messer was listening attentively and even using his Observation Haki to sense his body, Kureha took a bamboo stick and first tapped Messer on the head, then repeatedly tapped the key points in Messer's body where he exerted force.

Toes, feet, legs, hips, waist, spine, shoulders, head, arms, wrists, palms, fingers.

Strands of muscle.

Each joint.

From static throwing techniques involving breathing, posture, eyesight, arm swing, and wrist rotation, to dynamic throwing incorporating footwork, this course explains throwing techniques from various perspectives, including biomechanics and medicine, in a step-by-step manner.

One taught meticulously, and the other listened attentively.

With the aid of Observation Haki and Messer's familiarity with the human body and himself, Kureha doesn't need to elaborate on some of the details of his movements.