Traveling through the world of beasts: I lead the system to build an empire

"They have chosen a name and want to tell you."

When he returned to health, the four cubs gathered around his feet, spinning in circles and calling out to him in unison.

I don’t know if he’s used to the cubs’ noise or if he’s just generally patient.

In short, Jiankang remained calm and composed as he relayed the four cubs' words to Su Mo in a concise and concise manner.

"Really?" Su Mo's eyes flashed with surprise.

You know, I have been thinking about names for these two cubs for more than a month, and now I finally came up with them.

It is worth celebrating.

"what is it call?"

Jiankang put his hands under Tiger Boss's armpits and lifted him up, "His name is Jun Yu."

"Shanjun refers to the tiger in the mountain, so I took the character Jun. I also heard that stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade..."

Su Mo always felt that something was not right, "Then why not use the word 'stone'?"

"Jun Yu said he didn't believe it."

Su Mo: “…”

So does he know what this sentence means?

He wouldn't think that this sentence means that the stones from other mountains can attack the jade from his own mountain, right?

I don't believe that you, a foreign stone, can beat my local jade, so my name is Jun Yu?

But as long as Jun Yu doesn't tell us, no one will know the origin of his name.

A gentleman is modest and gentle as jade, which is not beyond explanation.

This meaning sounds much better than the "attacked" jade.

Moreover, she herself said that the kids should name themselves. She would not interfere with whatever they wanted to be called.

Su Mo quickly reconciled with herself and gave Jun Yu a motherly smile, "This name is very nice, Jun Yu is awesome."

Being praised by his mother, Jun Yu happily wagged his tail.

As if it was just for the sake of going through the motions, Jiankang threw Jun Yu aside and picked up Hu Lao Er, who was crying anxiously, in the same posture.

"He said he wanted to be called Jun Tao."

Su Mo had not expected the abstract Tiger Second to have a high-sounding name, but unexpectedly, this name sounded pretty good.

At least it's not called Celodica.

Su Mo is quite content.

"He said he really liked my mother's vase."

Su Mo looked at the vase with flowers in the corner.

It was sent to her by the orcs of the tribe.

In fact, this is not the original bottle.

The original one was broken by Hu Laoer a few days ago, and this one was replaced with a new one.

The orcs all knew that Ling Han often picked flowers for her, so they made a ceramic vase for her.

There are beautiful patterns carefully painted on it. Su Mo likes it very much and cherishes it very much.

However, it is rare to see flowers blooming in the rainy season. The flowers in her vase now were sent by the orcs and grown using energy.

It is also sold in the tribal market and it is said that the sales are quite good.

It is worth it for an orc to spend money to buy a bouquet of flowers to give to a female and make her smile.

A new profession was born in the tribe.

gardener.

The Tiger Tribe now has professional gardeners, some of whom are quite famous.

They always give birth to more beautiful flowers, and they complement each other well when paired with beautiful vases.

Thinking of this, Su Mo couldn't help but get angry.

The vase that was broken by Hu Lao Er was her favorite vase.

At that time, I was indeed worried that the kid would get hurt more.

It wasn't until she found out that the kid was fine, but her vase was broken into pieces, that Su Mo almost got angry.

Although when Mu Yang got home in the evening, he found that Su Mo's favorite vase was missing, Hu Laoer's butt had already received the corresponding punishment.

But it didn't stop Su Mo from getting emotional.

She exhaled slowly.

Kind mother, I am a kind mother.

She is a woman who is determined to be a loving mother and cannot be blinded by anger.

Facing Hu Lao Er who was looking expectant, Su Mo tried hard to force a smile.

This name is also good, it means being contented and at ease with one's nature.

As long as Jun Tao didn't say that he had been thinking about the name for a month and that the inspiration came from a vase, no one would know that his name was so casual.

"Jun Tao's name is also very nice."

Hearing his mother praising him, Jun Tao couldn't control himself anymore. He kicked his four legs wildly, struggling to get off Jiankang's hands.

Health has no choice but to let people go.

As soon as his claws touched the ground, Jun Tao immediately ran towards Su Mo.

Because he ran too fast, his feet slipped several times, and he lost his balance and slid to Su Mo's feet with his chin touching the ground.

The tiger cub was tough and didn't feel any pain. He struggled to get up and grabbed her trouser legs to beg for a hug.

Jun Tao wanted a hug, and Jun Yu wanted one too. A little further away, there was Qiming Changgeng, who was standing quietly but staring at Su Mo eagerly.

Su Mo was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Sometimes having too many children can also be a sweet burden.

The tiger cubs grew too fast, and Su Mo had a hard time holding one, let alone two.

She had no choice but to get down from the chair and sit directly on the carpet, stretching her legs together, patting her thighs and saying, "Come up one by one."

The four boys also obeyed and lined up and lay on Su Mo's legs one by one.

The tiger cub was indeed quite large. When it lay on her legs, its belly could only touch her thighs, with its four little paws drooping on the ground.

Then they are willing to do so.

The one with the strongest experience is Chang Gung Qiming.

They grow slowly and are not very big now. They will be even smaller when curled up into a ball. They can even fit in Su Mo's palm.

I was originally worried that the tiger cubs would damage Su Mo's health, but when I saw that the two cubs were supporting themselves with all four paws and not putting their weight on Su Mo, I could now cook with peace of mind.

Although these kids usually behave childishly, they are actually very sensible and know how to protect their mother.

Especially Chang Geng Qiming.

They possess Ling Han's inherited memories. Even though sometimes their behavioral logic and way of thinking are still like those of a cub, they have already learned many truths from Ling Han.

Just like.

Ling Han will be back in a few days, so you can't act naughty.

Even though Ling Han usually dotes on the tiger cub, he always strikes hard at the snake cub.

Anyway, he has learned how to set bones, so even if he breaks dozens of the snake cub's ribs, he can still heal it.

The kind that won’t be discovered by Su Mo.

If Chang Geng Qiming had any brains, he wouldn't have acted naughty when Ling Han was about to come back.

At least pretend to be a good kid for a few days.

The little snake here was trying hard to act like a good boy in front of Su Mo.

In the forest over there, the little lion with scar is racking his brains to escape from the clutches of his father.

During the rainy season, the construction sites of the tribe stopped working and many orcs had no jobs, so they had no time to go to school.

The rainy season and the cold season are the busiest times of the year for Scar as a teacher.

So apart from the time for classes and hunting, he could only spare half a day every day to train his cubs.

Just this short half day was enough to make him angry.

"You're moving too slowly. Go faster."

"How can you bump into someone's paw like that?!"

"Jump! I tell you to jump! Use your hind legs, give me the power!"

Scar kept throwing small stones in his hands, and each stone accurately hit the little lion that was soaking wet and dodging in a panic.

After throwing all the stones in his hand, Scar just stood quietly in the rain, looking at the little lion panting on the spot without saying a word.

The kid was so tired that he was swaying from side to side and could barely stand.

"I've been training with you for so long, but you haven't made any progress at all."

Scar's tone was very calm when he said this. There was no question, blame, or regret. It seemed as if he was just saying something meaningless.

Scar's words sounded more like what he was saying to himself than to the lion cub.

"But Father, I am not even one year old."

The kid didn't know what he had done wrong, and his father seemed to be always dissatisfied with him.

"When I was one year old, I was fighting adult orcs."

Scar was just stating the facts.

The kid pursed his lips and stopped talking.

He knows how powerful his father is.

As the only teacher in the Tiger Tribe who currently teaches combat skills, Scar's strength is recognized by the entire tribe.

If you want to take his class now, you have to make an appointment in advance.

As Scar's biological son, he can receive one-on-one tutoring from Scar every day without making an appointment.

But he just wanted to escape.

The little lion was silent for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to ask, "Why doesn't my brother need to learn?"

The little lion was not convinced by this.

He was in such a cold forest, exposed to the cold wind and rain, and had to run and jump constantly and be hit by stones. He was unhappy when he thought about his brother staying in the warm home and being with their mother.

After these words were spoken, Scar remained silent for a long time.

It lasted so long that the little lion forgot his fear and looked up at his tall father.

He happened to meet Scar's bloodshot eyes.

"Because he can stay in the tribe all his life, but you can't. You must learn to be independent."

"Why can't I?" The little lion was obviously not satisfied with the answer. "My mother said I was the cutest and wanted me to always be with her. Why can't I..."

Scar suddenly became emotional and didn't even wait for the little lion to finish, "Because you are my cub!"

And he is the cub of the tribal orcs.

The little lion has inherited Green Bud's stubborn temper, and once he gets angry, he is fearless.

At this moment, the little lion completely forgot that the male in front of him was his father who spanked him very painfully and no one could stop him.

"Brother is also your cub, and also the cub of mother and father Curly Tail. We are obviously the same!"

Scar shook his head.

Not the same, not at all.

I don’t know if it was the little lion’s bravery that aroused Scar’s emotions, but he and the little lion, father and son, started roaring at each other.

"This is different, you are born different!"

"When will you finally show your strength?!"