Chapter 3 The King of Beasts

The morning breeze blows the green mist, which wraps around the mountainside like a ribbon, looming over the Yingzui Mountain that gradually turns green after the spring breeze.

Suddenly, two roars came from the forest.

This roar could not penetrate the mist, and was firmly locked in the mountain, turning into a low whine.

All the creatures living in this mountain forest know the danger behind this low roar. It is the declaration made by the absolute overlord in this forest when hunting.

"Roar--"

On the gentle slope in the forest, a big cat wearing a colorful brocade robe was licking the blood on its chin and nose with its barbed tongue.

The yellow and black markings, the tail as thick as a steel whip, the steel needle-like beard, and the conspicuous king pattern on the forehead all demonstrate its identity as the king of beasts.

At this moment, there was a corpse lying at its feet. That was its prey tonight, a newly adult sika deer.

After licking his paws and chin, the tiger raised his head and roared toward the bushes in front of him. Then he lowered his head and enjoyed the feast by himself.

Then, there were suddenly several noises in the bushes.

A small head with a tiger head popped out from the bushes. Its dark eyes scanned the surrounding woods warily, and its attention was quickly attracted by the sweet smell of blood.

Sensing the presence of food, the little tiger jumped out excitedly and rushed over on its four short legs.

But before it could pounce on the food, the tigress that was eating gave it a slap.

"Roar!"

The tigress growled dissatisfiedly at the cub, turned her head and continued eating.

The little tiger was so slapped that he rolled over. After getting up, he let out a cry of grievance, and then squatted down on the spot, watching his mother eat eagerly.

An adult female tiger eats very quickly, and her proud teeth are like two rows of meat cleavers, able to easily tear flesh and blood from food.

Halfway through the meal, the female tiger seemed to suddenly realize something and quickly raised her head to look at the cub.

...why just one cub?

What about the other one?

The tigress turned to look at the low bushes and called her child with a low roar again.

But this time, she didn't get a response for a long time.

The tigress was a little uneasy and paced back and forth around the food. She quickly turned her head and roared at the cub, then bit the prey's neck and picked it up in her mouth, heading towards the bushes.

The little tiger followed his mother obediently, but still kept his eyes on the food in his mother's mouth.

Walking into the bush, the female tiger found a fairly flat place and put down the prey. She walked around the place where the cub had been just a few times and sniffed carefully. After confirming the location, she picked up the prey again and followed the instructions. Following the scent left by another little tiger.

Soon, the tigress found her child next to a broken pine tree.

The pine tree was about half a meter in diameter and more than ten meters tall, but it was broken at the middle for some unknown reason. The fracture looked very fresh, and it should have been broken not long ago.

Looking at the broken pine tree, the tigress instinctively felt a little uneasy.

She put down the prey in her mouth, ignored the little tiger behind her that pounced on it for a feast, and quietly walked towards the other little tiger with cat steps.

Beside the broken tree, the lone tiger cub was unaware of its mother's approach.

It was playing with a gray bead with all its concentration. It moved the gray bead back and forth with its two fleshy paws, and it opened its mouth to take a few bites from time to time, having a great time.

Just as it grabbed the gray bead with its two paws and opened its mouth to gnaw, the tigress who had quietly walked up behind it slapped her cub on the back of the head.

The little tiger was caught off guard and swallowed the gray bead in one go.

The next second, the little tiger's eyes suddenly widened, and his whole body twitched and fell to the ground.

The tigress didn't know what was going on, her eyes were blank, and she was stunned for a while, then she quickly pressed her nose against the twitching body of the little tiger, trying to help it stand up.

But this doesn't do anything.

The little tiger was rolled on the ground. Whether it was accidental or intentional, when he turned over, he slapped his mother, pushing the nearly 300 kilogram body to roll several times.

"Roar?"

The female tiger turned over and stood up, looking blankly at the little tiger who was twisting its body and looking very painful. She was obviously stunned by this slap.

……what's the situation?

When did her little boy get so strong?

After a while, the little tiger finally stopped twitching.

After calming down, the little tiger got up in a daze.

The tigress, who had been slapped inexplicably, was now wary. She approached cautiously and used her paws to poke her cub's head as usual.

Tiger cubs often play this game with their mother. When they see their mother's outstretched paws, they habitually lie down on the ground and raise their two little paws to thwart their mother's attack.

But unlike usual, this time the little tiger's claws were particularly powerful.

With just a tentative touch, the tigress' paw was shot into the air.

what happened?

Is this still my own son?

Looking at the little tiger lying on the ground waiting for her, the tigress showed a trace of confusion and suspicion in her eyes.

At this moment, another little tiger suddenly let out a menacing roar.

The tigress suddenly came back to her senses, with a fierce look in her eyes, and turned her head to look in the direction of the cub.

She saw a huge stone man about two meters tall standing next to her prey, looking down at the brave little tiger with interest, not caring about the attack on her feet.

The sharp claws of the little tiger touched the hard rock and could not scrape off even a few scattered stone chips.

The stone man just bent down, pinched the flesh of the little tiger's back neck and lifted it up.

"There are actually tigers... So this is really a parallel world of Earth?"

Lin Zhongtian looked at the helpless and furious little tiger in his hands with interest.

After successfully verifying his conjecture, Lin Zhongtian moved some materials from this world and built this new rock body using ants on the ground as a reference.

In order to allow this rock body to move freely, Lin Zhongtian spent a lot of effort designing the limb joints. It can barely complete basic movements such as walking, bending, swinging arms, and turning the neck, but the range cannot be too large.

Logically speaking, there is nothing Lin Zhongtian can do against an agile creature like a little tiger.

But he couldn't resist the blessing of the ontological consciousness of the gray mist space.

After integrating into the gray fog space, Lin Zhongtian's consciousness and spiritual power became extremely powerful. Even if he was only attached to the gray ball, he had a reaction speed that exceeded the physiological limits of all carbon-based organisms.

As long as he wanted to, not to mention the tiger, even the Flash would have a hard time escaping his perception.

Coupled with the white-eye-like field of vision that generally has no blind spots in X-rays, it is no problem to pick out a tiger cub.

Of course, no matter how powerful Lin Zhongtian's consciousness is, he will still be restrained by his body. With the current flexibility of this rock body, the most he can do is defend and counterattack, and stop statically.

Therefore, after entering this body, Lin Zhongtian began to think about how to change his body.

But before that, he still has a more important thing to do, which is to retrieve the gray ball that accidentally fell into the world.

But who would have thought that he had just followed the trace to the place where the gray ball fell, and saw the little tiger swallowing the gray ball.

But what surprised him the most was the result of the little tiger swallowing the gray ball——

It's not dead?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhongtian couldn't help but focus on the little tiger next to the female tiger.