This is for fear that his son will be hungry!

If you look at the creatures around here, they are all like a buffet!

"Why are you here?"

Lao Bai's voice rang in his head, making Zhang Bei let out a long sigh.

He knew that this mountain god who had lived for too long was definitely a bit messed up.

"Are you sure you won't raise it to death?"

"No, I'm always paying attention when hunting!"

For a father who dotes on his son, Zhang Bei finally resisted the desire to complain.

Forget it, anyway, Lao Bai's strength has recovered a lot now, and there will be more and more creatures in the old forest. Even if his hunting skills are a bit poor, he will not starve.

With Lao Bai taking care of him anytime and anywhere, Zhang Bei walked directly into the cave without any worries.

"Ho, hiccup~~"

Hearing the sound coming from not far away, Zhang Bei's eyes became even more melancholy.

Under the sunlight, a little guy walked out of the cave with a fat belly.

Compared to the first time we met, this guy has gained at least two pounds.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the Little Tiger barrage in the live broadcast room, it was quiet for a moment, and then burst out with great enthusiasm.

But when the whole tiger cub appeared on camera, the original surprise suddenly turned into a huge question mark.

Sand Fool: [You call this a wild animal?]

Waiting for death: [My dog ​​is not so fat after three bowls of food, right?]

Rice cooker porridge: [How on earth does it make itself so fat? 】

The little guy looked at Zhang Bei in confusion for a moment, but then the whole tiger quickly rushed towards Zhang Bei and kept rubbing its head against his chest.

Although this little guy is a wild animal, he was brought back to the rescue center by humans almost as soon as he was weaned from breast milk.

For a full three months, I had contact with humans every day, even though the rescue station had tried to reduce the time spent together as much as possible.

But after such a long time, this little guy is still full of dependence on humans.

Now with Lao Bai taking care of me, although I don't have to go hungry and have broad freedom, I still cannot avoid loneliness.

Zhang Bei took two steps back to relieve his strength, pinched the little guy's flesh, and found a place to sit down.

Even though this little guy is only five months old, he still weighs one hundred and fifty sixty pounds.

By the time the little guy is fully grown in the winter, he will weigh at least 500 kilograms.

Coupled with Lao Bai's care and being fatter, it is not difficult to break through 600 kilograms.

Now Zhang Bei can still catch it when it pounces. If he had waited until winter, he would probably have saved two months of hospital visits if he had let him pounce.

The little guy was so excited about Zhang Bei's sudden appearance that the whole tiger clung to Zhang Bei's body and refused to get up.

It's been several days, and finally someone remembered this poor little guy who was left in the cafeteria.

Zhang Bei also took out a rare catnip ball from his backpack and tried to put it next to him.

The little guy sniffed it with his nose, then swiped his tail and changed his position to lie on Zhang Bei's body.

Well, obviously, it has no interest in catnip at all.

Zhang Bei felt helpless when he saw this scene and explained to the live broadcast room.

"Not all cats are sensitive to catnip."

"The probability is usually around 60 percent."

"However, the probability of tigers and lions is higher. I don't know the specific reasons. There is no data to show the reasons for this situation."

Zhang Bei is not talking nonsense. His theory comes from practice.

After many tests, he was very sure that catnip was much more attractive to tigers and lions than to cats.

Tigers are easy to find, but as for lions...

Who said mountain gods can only be found in China?

It's not like he has never been abroad. After studying with Lao Bai for a while, he took Colin around.

However, there are big differences between foreign mountain gods and domestic ones.

Domestic mountain gods must be mountains. No matter what the situation is, if you want to give birth to the mountain god, you must be a mountain.

But the place where Zhang Bei played with the lion was a grassland, and the mountain god there was called Ramoso.

It's not appropriate to call him a mountain god, and it feels even more wrong to call him a grass god.

As for the original god... I won’t mention this, it is easy to cause liver pain.

It is still difficult for Zhang Bei to understand why a small grassland can give birth to a being similar to a mountain god.

And the place is even sparsely populated.

The little tiger twisted its body and kept rubbing its head on Zhang Bei's chin, like a cat waiting for "lucky moments".

Zhang Bei glanced at the little guy's big, sparkling eyes, and took out a comb from his backpack to tidy up the little guy's hair.

Seeing that more than half of the bottle of goat's milk was left, I poured it into the bottle and stuffed it into the little guy's mouth.

Lord Slime: [I no longer feel jealous, I am studying Conan’s killing techniques. 】

Forget things and follow the wind: [Add me, I will be responsible for dismembering the corpse!]

Little Horrible: [I have a truck at home and I am responsible for transporting it!]

The Fool of Sand: [I run a supermarket and can provide plastic wrap! 】

Five cups of cold water and three pounds of soybeans: [I’m coming too. My family has land and can provide a place to bury the body.]

In a few words in the live broadcast room, Zhang Bei, the anchor who wantonly aroused the jealousy of the audience, had already thought about where to bury the body after dismembering it.

Zhang Bei cleaned the hair on his comb and glanced at the barrage.

Seeing that his first seven days were almost over, his face suddenly turned dark.

A bunch of thugs!

However, although the group of people in the live broadcast room were a little noisy, they were still full of aunty laughter when they saw the little guy being intimate with Zhang Bei.

Zhang Bei yawned and was about to clean the hair on the little guy's belly.

Suddenly there was an explosion in the sky.

The little tiger jumped up instantly, holding the bottle in his mouth and looking warily at the entrance of the cave, protecting Zhang Bei behind him.

Hearing this voice, Zhang Bei was wary for a moment, but then he felt relieved.

After appeasing the little guy, he also explained.

"This is the preparation work before clearing the snow. The sound of the explosion is used to prevent nearby creatures from gathering."

"This kind of avalanche can easily cause damage to wild animals. Using sound for two consecutive days to keep them away from the danger zone will not cause damage to the ecology."

This plan has been going on so many times that Zhang Bei has long been familiar with it.

Now that Lao Bai's strength has recovered a lot, it is not difficult to move the animals in advance.

The top of Changbai Mountain is covered with snow all year round. If it is not cleaned up, any loud noise can easily trigger an avalanche.

Before this project started, no mountain runners dared to go up the mountain in winter.

However, with the progress of the snow clearing plan, there are many more mountain runners running on the mountain to collect firewood in winter.

Most rural areas in the Northeast use earthen kangs. Although heating is now available, this kind of wood-burning earthen kang still exists.

Due to the existence of snow, the friction on the ground is relatively small, which is very suitable for pulling large quantities of dry firewood down the mountain.
Chapter completed!