Become a group pet after being dressed as a little white tiger in the beast world

Chapter 229 A Hasty Death

The little black panther thought to himself, since he said he could live in another place, then if he is so good, the living environment should be the same.

With some good wishes in his heart that existed for the first time in his life, he resolutely embarked on the first journey in his life.

Dragging its round belly, the little leopard ran jolting for a long time, but did not find the man.

The special aura on the man also disappeared very quickly. His passing by was like creating a dreamland of chance encounters for passers-by, which dissipated extremely quickly.

The disappearance of the target person made Leopard a little clueless.

Coupled with the strenuous exercise after the accumulated food, my stomach began to ache.

He squatted on the ground a little uncomfortable, not knowing whether he should continue to chase.

After hesitating on the spot for a long time, the little leopard didn't dare to delay any longer, and finally chased after him intuitively.

Fortunately, the beast god should take care of him.

When Xiao Baobao's footsteps were faltering, his physical strength was exhausted, and he was really about to lose his hold, he saw that unique figure from his back.

The moment he saw the target person, he seemed to be motivated instantly, his body was no longer tired, and his head was no longer dizzy.

Perhaps it was because the man was not an orc and had no sensitive kinesthetic ability, so when the cub was far behind him, he didn't even feel it at all.

Little Black Panther didn't intend to find a long-term meal ticket for himself, he just wanted to find a tour guide.

It is the meaning of his going out this time to follow the person who makes him pleasing to the eye and find a place that is pleasing to the eye.

So no matter how tired or uncomfortable, the little leopard never thought of giving up, and no matter how hungry he was, he would never run out to control what the man wanted to eat.

The two walked together for a few days without incident.

Through these few days of observation, the little black panther discovered that this special man never seemed to change back to his animal form.

'I don't have sharp teeth and claws like yours'

This sentence kept echoing in his mind. While gnawing on the mushrooms on the side of the road, the little leopard guessed that the other party might be some kind of weak beast that was not very lethal?

Not only that, Little Leopard also noticed that this man seemed to have a habit.

Every time before eating, he would dig out a square treasure from the thing called a backpack.

The treasure seemed to have been divided into many sheets, and the man patiently opened them bit by bit every time.

It was only later that the little leopard discovered that there were a lot of strange symbols drawn in the treasure that people could not understand at all.

A man's daily habit is not only to look through, but also to take out a thin and long thing from time to time, and use it to 'draw and draw' on it.

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On the third day after leaving the tribe, the little black panther hid in the bushes, gnawing on the giant ant carcass he had just picked up, while observing the man.

Now he is writing and drawing on that square baby again.

It's a pity that today's thin and long thing doesn't seem to be very useful.

The man shook it vigorously, and even breathed out at the pointed end, but the effect seemed somewhat unsatisfactory.

After tossing for a long time, the task of writing and drawing today should not be completed.

In the end, the man could only choose to give up, and closed his square treasure in frustration.

On the fourth day after leaving the tribe, the little black panther discovered that after the long, thin thing broke, it should have had a great impact or blow on him.

The man's behavior gradually became weird.

Although he still takes it as usual every day, he will take out the square baby and look through it before the meal.

But there are also some behaviors that are really elusive.

He should be trying something new...

The little black panther looked at him and tore the animal skins that he had accumulated in the past few days into strips.

Then they tied the animal skin cloth strips one by one, and hung them on the crooked neck tree branch nearby.

It may be because the animal skin rope was not fastened securely. After the man stuck his head in, the rope broke.

He looked as if he had been hurt by the fall and was starting to hang his head down again.

The little black panther tilted his head and was still chewing on the bird he got from somewhere. He really didn't understand what this man was trying to do.

On the fifth day after leaving the tribe, well...he started to do some new tricks again.

The man had been grinding his bones for almost a whole day today, until it was getting dark, and he almost finished grinding out a finished product that was far from his ideal.

He calmly faced the afterglow of the setting sun, holding up the defective bone knife and gesticulating in front of his chest.

After a while, as if he had made up his mind, he stabbed fiercely in the chest.

I don't know if it's too blunt or because his thin arms are too weak.

It didn't go in, but the pain still caused the man to roll all over the floor.

Little Black Panther had never been exposed to the concept of suicide in his short life, so seeing the man's series of bizarre behaviors, he was even more puzzled.

Is this hunting yourself?Or simply want to try whether the bone knife is sharp enough?
If nothing else happened, after he got up, he should be depressed again.

Sure enough, today's man is so decadent that he can't even eat dinner.

On the sixth day after leaving the tribe, the man seemed to be tossing around with another game item today.

I saw him staring blankly at the cliff in front of the road and started to be dazed, his eyes didn't know whether it was relief or surprise, but there was no nostalgia.

At this time, the little black panther seemed to have guessed something, he got out of the grass in a panic, and subconsciously ran two steps there.

No, you will die...

Yes, it will die.

The little black panther's paws froze for an instant, as if he just wanted to understand.

It turned out that he had been looking for death, did he want to die?

but…

Before the young panther could fully accept this fact, the man over there couldn't wait to rush out.

He really died, a hasty death...

The little black panther detoured to the bottom of the cliff and squatted next to the man's unrecognizable body.

His little head was crooked, full of doubts.

Why did he want to die? Obviously before he saw a big beast, he would try his best to avoid it. Even this morning, he carefully trimmed his hair with dark fire.

He will insist on making traps to catch prey every day, he will always insist on carrying that big useless backpack, and he will also admire and marvel at the beautiful flowers and plants on the roadside.

Therefore, the little black panther really doesn't understand why he chose to jump off so hastily...

He squatted quietly to the side and kept watch all night long.

Early the next morning, the little black panther, which had turned into a human, started to work by the morning light.

He found a small, empty cave and stuffed the man's body and his precious luggage into it.

Although it might be a bit crowded... The man probably never thought before his death that his body would be stuffed into the hole in such a twisted way.

In the end, the little black panther was afraid that some wild beast would pull his body out, so he snorted and picked up as many small stones as he could, and piled them up one by one to block the entrance of the cave.

(End of this chapter)