Tiger, I rejected the iron rice bowl.

He stopped, lay down on the snow, panting heavily. His breath instantly turned to frost, sticking to the black hair on the tip of his nose.

"Enter the village? No way!" Human reason screamed in his mind. "Have you forgotten what it felt like to have a real gun pointed at you last time? If you hurt someone, you'll lose your job, and your life too!"

But his stomach protested even more fiercely; hunger, like a claw, gripped his internal organs tightly, making even his thinking sluggish.

He shook his groggy head, his tail irritably sweeping the ground, leaving a shallow ditch in the snow.

"Damn it, I'd rather starve to death than be shot!"

Ultimately, hunger completely overwhelmed reason.

Wang Yuyu suddenly stood up, shook off the snow, turned around, and ran towards the village at the foot of the mountain where smoke was faintly rising from the chimneys.

His steps were lighter than before, each step landing on the thickest part of the snow, minimizing the noise.

His innate instincts taught him how to hide his tracks.

He bypassed the cameras and surveillance equipment set up by the village around the area, and, under the cover of the woods, quietly climbed up the Eagle's Beak Rock halfway up the mountain.

Standing atop the rock, you can see the entire village below.

In the courtyard enclosed by a low wall, wisps of smoke rose from the chimney, and occasionally a few barks of dogs drifted in, mixed with faint voices, reaching his sensitive ears.

"It smells like braised pork!"

"It also has a rich flavor with hints of star anise and cinnamon!"

The aroma of meat wafted up on the warm breeze, making his throat tighten and his saliva drip onto the cold rock, instantly freezing into tiny ice beads.

He moved forward, placing his front paws on the edge of the rock, his tiger eyes fixed on the courtyard at the village entrance from which the strongest aroma wafted, and the rumbling in his belly grew even louder.

Charge down?

Did it barge into the yard and snatch the meat from the pot?

The tiger's instincts roared, but human reason held it back.

No, if someone gets hurt, everything will be over.

He needed a "signal," a signal that would make the villagers hide while allowing him to take some livestock.

"roar!"

Wang Yuyu suddenly raised his head, and a powerful tiger roar burst forth from his chest.

The sound waves crashed through the valley like rolling thunder, reverberating back and forth, startling the snow on the cliff edge into falling down in a flurry.

In the distant woods, several birds hiding in their nests suddenly took flight with a whoosh and fled in panic.

The village fell silent for a second; even the dogs stopped barking.

But the next second, a sharp alarm shattered the tranquility of the village.

Suddenly, the loudspeaker at the village entrance blared, and the village chief Liu Huanjun's accented shouts pierced through the doors and windows of every household.

"Emergency alert! Emergency alert! Attention all villagers!"

A wild Siberian tiger has appeared outside the village! I just heard its roar; the tiger is to the north of the village!

Everyone must immediately stop going out! Close the doors and lock the windows! No matter what the emergency, do not go out!

Villagers who are still outside, immediately find the nearest house to take shelter! Do not run, do not shout, and remain quiet!

If you have livestock, immediately go into your yard and drive them into their pens, then lock the pens! Poultry should be put into cages immediately!

Keep an eye on your children! Draw the curtains! Don't peer through the windows! Don't turn on the lights! Keep quiet!

In case of a tiger entering the village or any other emergency, contact the village committee immediately!

I'll repeat myself! The tiger is outside the village! No one is allowed to go outside! Close all doors and windows! Keep quiet!

Several other family cars immediately began to shuttle through the village, their horns repeating the same warning, instantly making the entire village erupt in excitement.

The villagers' phones rang immediately, with WeChat groups and text messages bombarding them to ensure everyone received the message.

However, the villages deep in the mountains have long been accustomed to living alongside wild animals.

The older generation of villagers calmly bolted the door and moved things to block it.

The young man, however, became excited. He secretly drew the curtains, peered out through the crack, pointed his phone camera at Eagle's Beak Rock, and muttered, "Where is it? Where is it? If I film a tiger and post a video, it'll definitely go viral!"

Wang Yuyu lay on the top of the rock, listening to the sounds from the village, and wagged her tail contentedly.

As the commotion in the village gradually subsided, Wang Yuyu pricked up his furry ears and listened carefully for a while. Confirming there was no problem, he suddenly arched his back and let out a powerful, resounding tiger roar from his chest: "Roar!"

The howl, imbued with the majesty of the mountain lord, was not a warning, but a blatant declaration: I'm coming into the village!

The next second, he kicked off the giant rock of Eagle Beak Rock with his hind legs, and his body, weighing more than 400 kilograms, leaped down like a cannonball, splashing up a wave of snow half a person high when his four claws landed.

The snow was crushed into deep gullies under his feet, but it did not slow him down at all. He carved a snow-white path through the forest, the rushing wind whistling in his ears. In just three minutes, he reached the edge of the village.

Inside the patrol car, village chief Liu Huanjun was staring at his phone screen and the village committee's video feed when a burst of snow mist suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision.

After he cleared the snow off the windshield, he couldn't see a tiger's shadow, or even a tiger's paw print.

"Fourth brother! The tiger has entered the village! The tiger has entered the village!" Liu Huanjun shouted urgently, gripping his phone.

On the other end of the phone, Liu Laosi's roar instantly blared through the village's loudspeakers: "A tiger has entered the village! A tiger has entered the village! All villagers, immediately lock your doors and windows! No peeking out! No taking pictures! Stay inside and don't move!"

After informing Liu Laosi, Liu Huanjun immediately turned the car around.

But after he finished, Wang Yuyu was nowhere to be seen.

Just then, Liu Laosi, who was video chatting with him, shouted, "Second Brother, hurry to Second Aunt's house at the village entrance, the tiger is in their yard."

On the other side, Wang Yuyu completely ignored the alarms that were ringing throughout the village. He leaped over the two-meter-high wall and landed steadily in the courtyard of Liu Huanjun's second aunt at the village entrance.

He twitched his nose; the poultry smell was very faint, which gave him a bad feeling.

He ran quickly to the outside of the pigpen, peered through the entrance, but couldn't see a single pig.

The smell in the pigsty had faded considerably, indicating that the pigs had been slaughtered some time ago.

"Damn it, they've already slaughtered the New Year's pig!" Wang Yu cursed inwardly.

Originally, he didn't plan to go deep into the village; he only intended to hunt a pig on the outskirts of the village, eat his fill, and then leave!

But now it seems we have no choice but to go into the village!

The empty hunger in his stomach scratched at his internal organs like claws. He gritted his teeth, turned around, and climbed over the wall again.

As soon as they landed on the main road of the village, they came face to face with Liu Huanjun, who was turning his car around and rushing towards them.

Liu Huanjun's body stiffened into a statue with a "click," his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, forgetting even to breathe.

He saw the tiger's amber pupils sweep over him, and only one prayer echoed in his mind: "You can't see me! You can't see me! You can't see me!"

"roar!"

Wang Yuyu didn't have time to waste with this terrified human.

He roared at the village again, both to clear the area and to "identify the pigs by their voices".

Sure enough, amidst the chaotic squawking of chickens, ducks, geese, and barking of dogs, there were also a few terrified squeals of pigs.

There were even some children crying.