Tiger, I rejected the iron rice bowl.

As the two "big lights" drew closer, Wang Yuyu's figure gradually came into view.

He walked with steady steps, slowly surveying his territory, looking left and right.

But just as Wang Yuyu passed the bushes where the raccoon was hiding, she suddenly stopped, glanced disdainfully at the raccoon huddled in the bushes, and muttered to herself:

"I could smell your stench from a mile away. Do you think I'm blind, giving me such a perfunctory look?"

"I used to hear people say 'covering one's ears while stealing a bell,' and I thought it was something ancient people made up. I thought, how could anyone be so stupid!"

"Now that I see you, I believe it. If there are stupid animals like you in this world, there must be stupid people too!"

"Consider yourself lucky tonight, kid. I'm not hungry right now; I just had a wild boar meal. I'll let you go for now!"

"I'm leaving now, bye-bye. I might not be so lucky next time we meet!"

Only after Wang Yuyu had walked far away did the raccoon cautiously raise its head and steal a glance at Wang Yuyu's departing figure.

Once it was safe, it immediately emerged from the bushes, dashed across the road, and ran into the depths of the dense forest.

At that speed, it was as if it wished it had two more legs to get as far away from Wang Yuyu as possible.

This absurd scene was silently captured by an infrared camera mounted on a nearby tree.

Meanwhile, in the core territory of Wang Yuyu's wife, in a secluded, sunny cave on a hillside, the entrance is hidden by dense bushes, which can not only block the wind and rain, but also prevent outsiders from spying on it. It is a nest carefully chosen by the tigress to give birth to her cubs.

With two powerful roars from the cubs, two tiger cubs were born safely.

The eldest was a female tiger cub, while the second was a male, with a size similar to the eldest.

As soon as the two tiger cubs landed, they instinctively began to wriggle, searching for their mother.

The mother tiger looked at her two cubs, lowered her head, and carefully licked their bodies with her warm, rough tongue.

Her movements were gentle as she slowly licked away the sticky amniotic fluid from the tiger cub's body.

The touch of the tongue can stimulate the blood circulation of tiger cubs, helping them to defecate smoothly, and can also stimulate the expansion of their lungs, helping them establish their first breath.

Every lick reveals the tigress's most primal tenderness and protectiveness.

Enveloped by their mother's warm tongue, the two tiger cubs gradually regained their strength and immediately let out soft, delicate "ah~ ah~ ah~" sounds.

With their eyes closed, they moved haphazardly under the tigress's belly, relying on instinct. Their little noses sniffed incessantly, desperately searching for a "meal bowl," hoping to eat their first meal in their tiger lives and draw strength to survive.

After the tigress licked the two cubs clean, she gently rubbed them with the tip of her nose, a hint of satisfaction and pride flashing in her amber eyes.

These two tiger cubs are almost exactly the same size, even a little bigger than the strongest cub she gave birth to in her first litter, and they even wriggle with more force than the cub she gave birth to in her first litter.

This is enough to prove that Wang Yuyu's genes are truly good, strong and excellent.

Although she only conceived twins this time, fewer than expected, the tigress didn't mind at all, since they were of high quality.

Rather than giving birth to a bunch of weak, sickly cubs that are unlikely to survive, it's better to focus on raising these two strong little ones to adulthood. This is the way to survive in the wild.

The two tiger cubs continued to roar, their tiny bodies wriggling and exploring under their mother's belly, never daring to stop.

They are almost the same size at this moment, but this first taste of milk directly determines their later growth and development speed.

Whoever seizes the initiative and gets more milk will grow faster and stronger, gaining an advantage in the subsequent competition for survival.

This is the cruelest reality in the wild: a tiger's maternal love is never shown to the weak.

From the moment they are born, tiger cubs must face a brutal test of survival. The law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak and only the fittest survive, has always been an unchanging rule in the mountains and forests.

The tigress lay quietly to one side, her amber eyes watching the two cubs' every move, showing no intention of interfering.

She knew this was the first step they had to take. Only by relying on their own strength to secure milk could they have the confidence to survive. Too much intervention would only cause them to lose their ability to establish themselves in the wild.

In the end, the eldest child, with the advantage of being born first, was the first to find a source of milk. It held the milk tightly in its little mouth and sucked hard, making soft "gurgling" sounds in its throat, as if afraid that the second child would take it away.

The second child was not to be outdone. Although it was a few seconds slower, it still managed to find another source of milk with its tenacity and began to suckle desperately, its small body pressed tightly against the eldest, refusing to give way even a little.

The eldest child had already taken a few sips of milk and was gradually gaining strength. Her instinctive competitive spirit made her nurse vigorously while waving her pink little paws and gently pushing the second child next to her, trying to push it aside and monopolize all the milk, showing no consideration for the younger siblings.

The second child also sensed the crisis, knowing that it had fallen behind and would probably never get any more milk if it was pushed away. So it could only do its best, resisting the older child's shoving while speeding up its sucking.

The little body clung tightly to the mother tiger's belly, refusing to let go, and a stubborn whimper came from its tiny throat.

Seeing her two cubs so energetic and strong, the exhausted tigress finally relaxed, slowly lay down in her den, closed her eyes, and rested peacefully.

Before long, the two tiger cubs had eaten their fill, their bellies bulging like two tiny balls. They nestled obediently in their mother's fluffy, soft fur, snuggling against her belly, and soon drifted off to sleep.

Her little mouth would twitch from time to time, as if she were still suckling milk in her dream.

However, upon closer inspection, there is a noticeable difference in the degree of bloating between the two tiger cubs' bellies.

The older child's belly was noticeably larger than the younger child's, clearly indicating that she had secured more breast milk and gained the upper hand in this first wave of competition after birth.

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Two days later, the atmosphere at the research base was somewhat somber.

Ji Yongjun stood in front of the huge monitoring screen, his brows furrowed, staring at the tigress's activity trajectory on the screen, which had abruptly stopped three days ago.

"Still no sign of the tigress? It's been three days, and there's not a sound."

The researcher next to him was typing rapidly on the keyboard. Hearing this, he shook his head slightly, his tone tinged with helplessness: "No, Director."

"She hasn't been seen in any surveillance footage for three whole days. The last time she was captured by an infrared camera was by the river, when she was drinking water."