Tiger, I rejected the iron rice bowl.

In the end, he even dragged God into his rant, his tone full of grievance: "Damn God! You sent me through time so I could be a majestic tiger king and enjoy a life of luxury, didn't you?"

"Why are you setting up poachers and traps for me every day? Are you deliberately trying to mess with me?"

"Look what I've been suffering lately!"

"With lassos and huge pits, if you want to mess with me, just say so!"

"There's no need to beat around the bush and make things difficult for people... oh no, for tigers!"

"Holy shit..."

Wang Yuyu lay on the ground muttering to herself, cursing everything from the poachers' ancestors to the injustice of God, going through every single nasty thing she could think of, wishing she could dig up the family tree and curse each and every one of them.

In the monitoring hall of the research base, a group of researchers sat around the screen, looking at each other, their faces flushed as they tried to suppress their laughter.

Although no one could understand tiger language, judging from Wang Yuyu's agitated appearance, furious growls, and the occasional pawing and tail-swishing movements, anyone could tell that this tiger was cursing wildly.

Ji Yongjun's shoulders trembled as he suppressed a laugh. He nudged the researcher next to him and whispered teasingly, "What exactly did Xiao Tang teach 'iron rice bowl'?"

"That's not a tiger, that's clearly a swearing little monkey!"

"You can actually keep cursing for so long, you must have impressive lung capacity."

The researcher next to him couldn't help but laugh and nodded in agreement: "Who says otherwise! Tigers in zoos usually spend a lot of time with people, so they're lucky if they can understand simple commands."

"A wild-caught individual like Iron Rice Bowl can not only understand human speech but also accurately express its emotions, and has even learned to 'swear.' There's only one like it in history; it's practically a miracle!"

Ji Yongjun's smile faded, and his eyes turned serious: "Yes, such intelligent, wild Siberian tigers are rare all over the world, and we must do everything we can to protect them."

"Whether it was an accident or intentional, we must strengthen patrols and never let him encounter such danger again."

Wang Yuyu cursed for a long time at the bottom of the pit until his mouth was dry and he finally got tired of cursing.

He calmed himself down, stopped dwelling on the cursing, and began to look around the deep pit with his amber eyes, wondering if there was any way he could climb out on his own.

Upon closer inspection, he did discover something amiss.

Wang Yuyu slowly stood up, walked to the pit wall, stretched out his nose to smell it, and then gently scratched the pit wall with his paw.

A hard texture came from my fingertips. I peeled off a few pieces of gravel covered in dirt. They were sharp, angular stones.

"A stone?" Wang Yuyu's heart skipped a beat, and she tilted her head in confusion.

He slowly walked around the pit wall, carefully observing the pits of varying depths, and then bent down to rummage through the scattered pebbles and dirt on the ground, gradually forming some guesses in his mind.

Wang Yu squatted in the center of the pit, looking around at the deep and large pit, and pondered: "This doesn't seem to be a trap dug by poachers."

"What poacher would be so foolish as to choose a rocky spot to dig a hole?"

"Digging this kind of hole takes so much effort; it's like having too much energy and nowhere to use it."

"Besides, why would a trap need to be this big? A normal trap is enough to trap the prey, this pit is practically trying to bury me alive."

"Could it be that the person who dug this hole wasn't a poacher?"

"But if it weren't for poachers, who would have the time to dig such a big hole in the mountain?"

He tilted his head, unable to figure it out.

Wang Yuyu chuckled self-deprecatingly, "It couldn't be for these worthless stones, could it?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a sudden thought struck him. He abruptly looked up at the rubble at the bottom of the pit, his eyes widening in disbelief: "For the stones? Could it be that the person who dug this pit really did it for these stones?"

But he rejected the idea as soon as it came to mind.

Wang Yuyu shook her head, thinking to herself, "That's not right. There are plenty of stones by the river. I can just bend down and pick them up. Why bother digging in the ground? That's too much trouble."

"But if it were poachers, it wouldn't make sense for them to dig a hole here."

He frowned again. "This pit is so big, it will definitely take a lot of time to dig it."

"This place is so close to the small village at the foot of the mountain. With such a big commotion, it's impossible that the villagers didn't notice it."

"Besides, there are drones patrolling the protected area every day. Even if the human eye can't see it, the drone's camera should be able to capture it, right?"

"No matter how daring the poachers are, they wouldn't dare to make such a big move in such an obvious place."

For a moment, Wang Yuyu was caught in a dilemma.

A voice in his head said: Poachers aren't stupid; they wouldn't choose such a time-consuming, laborious, and easily exposed place to dig a pit. It definitely wasn't them.

Another voice countered: Besides poachers, who else would dig holes and set traps in the mountains?

The small village at the foot of the mountain has long stopped hunting; every household has switched to being forest rangers. It couldn't have been them who did it, could it?

He squatted there at the bottom of the pit, his head feeling like two little people were fighting. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. Finally, he shook his head to shake off all the messy thoughts.

Wang Yuyu lay back down on the ground, resting her head on her paws, staring blankly at the small ball's camera, silently thinking, "Forget it, I'm definitely not cut out to be a detective. Let Tang Li and the others figure out these brain-taxing things. I just need to obediently wait to be rescued."

What Wang Yuyu didn't know was that many places in Northeast China are characterized by sedimentary rock landforms.

The stones along the river are mostly sandstone and shale, which are soft and have very low hardness, making them unsuitable for building houses or ancestral halls.

In Northeast China, granite, which is hard and suitable for engineering use, is often found underground or inside mountains.

Therefore, in order to build ancestral halls and houses, people in many small mountain villages would dig pits in the mountains and forests near the village to search for underground granite.

These pits, left by digging, will gradually fill with mud and water after the snow melts over winter and spring rains wash them away, turning into small ponds that provide a place for the animals in the mountains to drink.

The places where Wang Yuyu often went to drink water were actually formed from these old pits.

Some of the larger old pits will eventually turn into small wetlands, where reeds and aquatic plants grow, attracting many water birds and small animals to settle and breed here. They gradually integrate into the mountain forest ecosystem and become an indispensable part of the food chain.

Wang Yuyu was lying on the ground, her mind blank, curled up obediently waiting for rescue, when suddenly the small ball in front of her lit up with a "buzz," and a familiar, gentle voice came from inside: "Iron rice bowl!"