my body has no limits

Chapter 54 Tiger Baby
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The little tiger cub whimpered unconsciously. Its eyes hadn't been opened yet, and it might be about to leave this world.

For it, this world is just a short trip, and I hope it can grow up happily in the arms of its mother in the next life.

Yang Ding's fingers caressed the little tiger cub unconsciously, hoping to give him last comfort.

But an unconscious action of the little tiger cub gave Yang Ding hope.

It sticks out its little pink tongue and gently touches Yang Ding's index finger.Feeling a slight itching on the belly of his index finger, Yang Ding's eyes suddenly widened a little.

Is it possible to try it.

Just do what you want, Yang Ding thought of a plot that he saw in a novel, although the protagonist of that story was a human baby, and what he had in his hand was a little tiger.

Yang Ding ignored the difference for the time being, and planned to try this method.

Yang Ding sat down, put the little tiger on his stomach and wrapped it with his clothes, and then pulled out the dagger from his thigh.

"呲"

Yang Ding used a dagger to cut a cut on the index finger of his left hand, and blood popped out.

"Oh, digging a groove, it's too big."

Yang Ding resisted the urge to put his index finger in his mouth, and instead extended his index finger to the cub's mouth.

The little tiger cub, who had been lifeless just now, probably smelled the smell of blood, so he stuck out his little tongue and licked it up.

Yang Ding's incision just now was indeed a little big, and the blood beads kept pressing on his index finger.

Soon, Yang Ding's blood seemed to have magical powers, and the cub not only regained its vitality, but even bit his index finger and began to suck it.

"Damn it, didn't you have no interest in blood just now? Why are you sucking it up now?"

Yang Ding just tried to feed the tiger cub with rabbit blood, and found that he just added it, and then lost interest, and would rather starve to death than drink it.

Now that Yang Ding's blood is replaced, the food tastes so delicious. Could it be that he didn't know the value of food until he was about to die?
You said you were starving to death, what food did you choose?
But finally survived.

Looking at the little tiger cub that came back to life, Yang Ding had already forgotten the pain in his fingers, and he felt that he had done a very great thing.

"You're full. If you're full, lie down. I'll take you back when I'm done eating. See if your mother is back."

The little tiger cub called "meow meow" twice again, not sure whether it was the joy after eating, or the excitement after hearing its mother.

After Yang Ding finished eating the hare he caught, he returned to the cave where he found the cub, hoping to wait for the mother tiger to come back.

Yang Ding put the cub into the cave, "You sleep here, and the mother tiger will be back soon."

Yang Ding patted the little tiger cub lightly, then backed out.

Yang Ding walked not far away, found a tree and climbed up.

"Climb higher, tigers can climb trees."

If you think a tiger won't climb a tree and just stay in the lower half of the tree, it will pay a price.

Yang Ding climbed to a relatively high place, and then fixed himself with a rope. Who knows if he would fall down when he was taking a nap?
Waking up the next day, Yang Ding quietly came down from the tree to play, and when he came to the cave, he found that the shrubs he had re-covered hadn't changed a bit.

"Isn't Mother Tiger back yet?"

Yang Ding came to the cave carefully and moved the bushes away, the cub was already waiting to be fed, and climbed to the entrance of the cave again.

"Little guy, what if your mother hasn't come back yet?"

The little tiger cub doesn't care where its mother is, it knows its stomach is growling and it wants to eat.

"Meow meow meow……"

Seeing the little tiger cub howling constantly with his eyes closed, Yang Ding had a headache.

"Okay, okay, wait, I'll catch another rabbit and come back."

Putting the little tiger cub into the hole, regardless of his writhing on the ground, Yang Ding caught a hare back with the fastest speed.

Thanks to the many prey in the valley not far away!

"Come on, let's have dinner!"

Yang Ding put the rabbit blood into the small bottle cap and put it in front of the little tiger cub. The little tiger cub smelled it, then raised his head and let out a "meow meow".

"What's the matter, aren't you already able to drink blood?"

Yang Ding looked at the little tiger cub strangely, what's the matter?

"How about I dip my finger in it and drink it for you?"

Yang Ding picked up the little tiger cub, put his right index finger into the rabbit's blood, and stuffed it into the little tiger cub's mouth.

It still tilted its head back vigorously, and its little paws also wanted to push Yang Ding's fingers away.

You stay away from me, I don't want to drink this kind of thing?
The appearance of the little tiger cub made Yang Ding seem to see a picky eater who smelled the food he hated the most, and the look of dislike made people unable to look directly at it.

"Why, it won't work if you change one finger? Come on, let's change it."

Yang Ding dipped his left finger in rabbit blood and brought it to the little tiger cub's mouth, but it still avoided it in disgust.

"Hey, you won't just drink my blood, will you?"

Yang Ding exclaimed, is it because his blood is different?

Yang Ding tried decisively, and cut a hole in his left hand with the dagger.

The little tiger cub seemed to smell something delicious, and wanted to "meow meow".

"It really is!"

Seeing the cub's licking vigorously, Yang Ding didn't know that his blood was really different until he guessed it right.

"Okay, you can continue to wait here when you're full. I'll squat outside for a while. If your mother hasn't come back at noon, I'm leaving."

The little tiger cub didn't know what this meant, so it went back to sleep on the haystack after it was full.

It was impossible for Yang Ding to stay here forever. By noon, the mother tiger was still gone, and the cubs were also hungry, calling at the entrance of the cave.

"It looks like your mother won't be coming back. What are you going to do?"

Maybe the tiger mother had an accident, died of serious injuries, or abandoned her cub and left?
But what about the little tiger cub?Stay here to fend for yourself?
Yang Ding decided to take it with him, and contact the relevant departments to deal with it after he went out.

Yang Ding has the video in his hand and is not afraid of other troubles.

"Let's go. It seems that your mother can't find you, but there is no way. Who told her not to come back? Don't blame me for abducting you when you grow up."

Yang Ding put the cub into his arms, protected it from the wind with clothes, and kept it warm with body temperature, hoping that it could walk out of here with him.

"Since you are going to be my little partner, let me give you a name."

Naming one's animal companions is a human hobby, and Yang Ding also has it, because he is used to calling things by their code names.

"How about I call you Tiger Baby?"

"Meow meow……"

"Well, it's very vivid! It's called Huwa."

The little tiger cub is going to leave the forest with Yang Ding, and it has its own name, Huwa.

Dragon Baby, Phoenix Baby and Tiger Baby, maybe they can make another Oriental God Baby.

Yang Dinghuai thought that the tiger baby came first. The tiger baby leaves home.

(End of this chapter)