Lion King's Adopted Son

Pascal placed Gera on the side of the warthog so that Gera could bite the warthog as soon as he stretched out his head.Gera was really hungry, so he didn't show politeness to Pascal, and opened his mouth to bite the warthog.It's a pity that I took a bite and couldn't bite off anything.

The warthog's flesh was too tough for him, and Jara felt like he had bitten a rock.The smell of blood and fresh meat filled the nostrils, making Jela's mouth constantly secrete saliva.It raised its head, smacked its lips, and took another bite.This time, it put its front paws on the warthog's belly and worked side to side with its mouth, but it was still helpless against the thick-skinned warthog.

Jera looked at the warthog in front of her with eyes that were about to get angry. What could be more bitter than a piece of meat that could not be eaten?Now Jera was aroused instead, and it circled around the warthog, and finally chose the softer buttocks of the warthog.But the warthog's rump was against a thick tree, and it was impossible for Gera to bite directly, and it was also very difficult to bite it from the side of the warthog.

Gera's little paws were clawing at the warthog, trying to climb up, because its leg was injured, and it looked a little unsteady.Halfway up the climb, it slid off the warthog and took a mouthful of mud.

Gera shook his head, looked at Pascal who was squatting beside him, and saw that he was looking at him with interest, as if he was playing a good show, and had no intention of helping him at all.

Jela, who couldn't eat food, felt fooled, so she simply stopped doing useless work, but lay down angrily with her back to Pascal, trying to fight against the desire for food and blood, while recovering the previously spent physical strength.

Pascal walked up to it, and Gera could see from the reflection of his pupils that he had become a little tabby cat.

"Little guy, is it so difficult for you to ask me for help?"

"But you just want to see me make a fool of yourself, don't you? If you don't satisfy your bad taste, I'm afraid I won't find peace." Hunger and anger overwhelmed Gera's fear of Pascal, what can it do to Pascal now? To a good voice.

"Did I pamper you too much, huh? How dare you talk to me like that!" Pascal narrowed his eyes.When the male lion restrains his kindness, his domineering and bloody side is fully revealed.

Jela was so small under the symmetry of the male lion's huge body, it had no doubt that if the male lion stretched out a paw, it could be crushed.

Gera's small body flinched, squatting in the corner, not daring to meet Pascal's eyes.The sharpness and ferocity contained in those vertical pupils made him feel cold all over his body.

"Look at you, I have to do this to be nice." Pascal restrained his whole body, seeing the cub being frightened by it, he was in a good mood.It's no wonder that Lion dads like to throw a wow at their young ones from time to time, it's a good feeling.

Well, he admitted that he just likes to bully the little guy, watching the little guy feel aggrieved and dare not say a word.However, he is the only one who can bully the little guy.

At this time, Pascal still didn't know where this feeling came from, and how it would develop in the future.

Pascal shook his dense mane: "Listen, it's not good for you to choke on me. As I said, from now on, I will be your father, and you—you can ask me for help." Then, he went to He tore a piece of meat off the warthog's thigh and handed it to Gera.

Although after being threatened by Pascal, Gera's appetite has been greatly reduced, but it still needs food-even if its mouth doesn't need it, its stomach needs it too.

Seeing Gera chewing the meat he fed to it with big mouthfuls, Pascal felt a little satisfied in his heart.

"Rest well when you're full, and don't run around. If you get caught by hyenas again, I won't care about you."

"understood."

Not long after eating, Gera fell asleep.It needs rest to recover its physical strength and the wounds on its body.When it faced Pascal's coercion just now, its nerves were tense and it consumed a lot of energy. Now it is really sleepy.

Seeing that Gera was asleep, Pascal didn't bother him, but stood up and walked out of the lair.

Ordinary lions like to be active at night, this habit is much weaker in him.

Pascal is not like lions in other territories. Apart from eating and sleeping, he just patrols the territory leisurely, or flirts with his wife, and occasionally shows off his majesty as a lion when foreign enemies invade.The work of patrolling the territory was handed over to the other three male lions in turn. He didn't have to worry about it. He spent more time training himself and improving his abilities.

In a burst of dazzling golden light, Pascal once again turned into a human form.He walked to an open place, from which he could see a group of vultures flying in the sky. This group of guys found something good again, and this time, when they were rushing to the food as usual Little do they know that they have embarked on a journey of death.

Pascal raised his left hand, and a ball of golden light quickly brewed above his palm. The buzzing sound in the air showed that the energy of this ball of light should not be underestimated.The ball of light was thrown into the sky, and as the crackling sound spread, soon, the vultures fell from midair without landing.This group of unlucky guys who Pascal used as training objects simply suffered a disaster without reason. If God knew it, he would also sigh for their luck.

The goshawk, which was circling in the sky looking for food, saw this scene and felt terrified, and quickly told the news to his clansmen, telling them to be careful when hunting in the sky above the lion Pascal's territory!Otherwise, maybe one day they will turn into a bunch of roasted birds like those unlucky vultures.

The members of Pascal's lion group obviously also noticed this movement, which was different from the panic of the birds on the grassland, and they were very pleasantly surprised by it.

"Being able to hit the superpower wave so far, my lord's supernatural power level must have reached level four. As expected of a lord! Oh, let me think about it, it seems that it is less than two years before your lord breaks through to level three, right? "

"Now, even if the city lord sends his guards to hunt down your lord, you don't have to be afraid. Your lord has suffered too much in terms of rank before!"

"However, to be honest, I still feel a little unbelievable. After all, it took you five years to break through from the second level to the third level, and his breakthrough speed is already considered very fast. It doesn't make sense in such a short time. I can still break through again. I don’t know what method the lord used... Oh, I hope this will not have a negative impact on the lord’s body.”

Members of Pascal's lions never seem to have to worry about food, they have a strong ability to hunt.Under the same circumstances, they hunted twice as many prey as the Canalian pride, or even more.

Today, they hunted a buffalo, which is enough to feed every member of the pride.In order to take care of the new member of the lion group, the lionesses brought back a dying calf, hoping that Jella would practice hunting.

In other lion prides, the lioness is the wife of the male lion except for the daughter of the male lion, but in the Pascal lion pride, Pascal, who is the head of the male lion, is still single, and there is only one couple in the entire lion pride.They all have the ability to change into human form. Compared with ordinary lions, they have more powerful power, but their ability to reproduce is far inferior to ordinary lions.This has resulted in the Pascal pride being without a cub for a long period of time, and Jela is now the only cub in the pride.It deserves extra care from the lionesses.

Gera poked his head out of the cave - in order to avoid the wind and rain, Pascal put it in a small cave to recuperate, and carefully paved the meadow.But before finding the cave, Jela was still exposed to the rain, so, unfortunately, Jela fell ill when the injury was not healed.

It looked at the little calf struggling in horror in front of it, and instinctively wanted to pounce on it and bite its throat, but couldn't use the strength.

"What's the matter, you poor little one?" Amy, the gentlest among the lionesses, walked to Jella's side and rubbed Jella's small body.Although Gera appeared in animal form, she did not ignore the blush on Gera's face: "You are sick, aren't you? You are really hot."

Gera was already feeling dizzy, but the sun made her dizzy even more from the shaking of her head.It shook its head, trying to regain consciousness, but it failed.Now, its head seems to be stuffed with paste, and it can't think about anything.Relying on the experience of its previous life, it knew that it had a fever.

The cubs are very fragile and any illness can take their lives.Even in lion prides, the cub mortality rate is high, and only the strong cubs survive, and Jela happens to be in the not-so-strong category.

After discovering the abnormality of Jela, Amy quickly took it back to the cave, licked the hair on its head lovingly, and took off a dead grass hanging from its head: "Little guy, be strong!" Son."

Amy bit off the calf's neck and handed it to Gera, but Gera had no appetite at all, and the usual big meal for him lost all appeal at this time.It shook its head slightly, closed its eyes, and lay down on the ground again.If it wasn't for its small body still rising and falling due to breathing, anyone would suspect that it was dead.

"Oh, letting a lion take care of a cub is the biggest mistake!" At this moment, Amy's love for the cub surpassed her respect for the lion leader: "We actually threw the injured lion cub away." To a lion! It can't go on like this! This mistake should not be continued!"

"What are you talking about?" came a thick male voice.

"I said, Jela must be taken care of by us, and we can no longer let it live with Master Pascal. I must say that Master Pascal is really a very bad breeder!"

"It sounds like you have a big opinion of me?"

It wasn't until this moment that Amy's overexpanded mind cooled down—she recognized who the owner of that voice was.

The courage in her body immediately disappeared like a balloon that was punctured.She looked reserved, even bewildered, but nonetheless stopped Gera and stammered her point: "My lord, you haven't taken good care of the cubs—in fact, you haven't taken care of them." It should not be up to male lions to care for cubs."

Pascal frowned and glanced at Amy, who was obviously lacking in confidence, and Gera, who was lying on the ground: "You spoil it too much."

He pushed the calf's carcass in front of Gera, almost directly into Gera's mouth: "Hey, little one, get up and eat. Listen, you have to eat - if you want to live. "

He even tried to rip a piece of meat from the calf and force it into Gera's mouth after finding that the conclusion fell on deaf ears.

Seeing the rough look of the male lion, Amy couldn't bear it anymore: "My lord, please don't be like this, this is just a sick child! You know, in the young period, we are much weaker than those pure beasts Many." She thought of the cub she had bred with an ordinary lion before she met Pascal, and that was how the fragile cub had left her.

"So, what are you going to do? Advise it to eat nicely and be rejected?"

"At least you shouldn't be so rough!" Amy argued: "Also, you should care a little more about Jara. I know it's not your child, but since you decided to be its father, you should should care about it."

"Listen, this is my child. How to raise it is my business. I don't allow you to instill some wrong information in it. It's not good for it." The aura of the lion permeated the entire cave Suddenly, Amy began to tremble all over: "Also, you should know that this is my resting place. Without my permission, no one can come in and out at will. Now, you give me, get out."

Amy couldn't say anything, she could only run away with her tail between her legs.When Pascal spoke in this tone, no one had the courage to go against his word.

After driving away the obstructive person, Pascal turned his gaze to the sluggish little lion.For Gera, Pascal was never a gentle adopter.When he was in a good mood he teased Gerald badly, but now, his reason was bordering on harsh.

"Hey, little guy, I know you don't want to eat anything. It's hard to be sick. I've tasted it, but now, it's not the time to let you be self-willed. Eat it, and you will have the strength to heal your illness. If you don't eat it, maybe you will be sick again." You will starve to death before you recover from your illness." Pascal said, "To live or to die is your choice. If you choose the latter, I will throw you out now and let the predators take you away."

Perhaps because of illness, Gera looked a lot more fragile than usual, staring pitifully at Pascal with big watery eyes, sniffing, looking a little aggrieved.It's not that it doesn't understand these principles in the past, but now, it is more willing to be coaxed.

"We live on the prairie, and we don't have willful power." Pascal looked at Gera, lowered his head, bit the meat into pieces, and handed it to Gera's mouth. Looking at Gera's surprised eyes, he moved away He rolled his eyes and said, "This is the only time, the next time will not be an example."

Jela looked at the minced meat with disgust, it was all saliva, did it and this male lion get close enough to eat each other's saliva?However, seeing the increasingly bad face of the lion, Jela didn't dare to say this.

In the next few days, in order to cool Jella down, Pascal gave it a 'bath' every day.Big cats don't like to have their skin wet. For big cats, bathing means licking from head to toe.Previously in the Ghana Lions Pride, this work was done by Jela himself.

At that time, it didn't think there was anything wrong with this way of bathing, but now, with close contact with Pascal every day, Gera felt that the whole person, ah no, the whole lion was not well.

Needless to say, while Pascal patiently cared for Gela, he still seemed reliable, but this close contact gave Gela the illusion that they were actually close.After enjoying Pascal's service again, Gera secretly reminded herself.

Although the male lion seems to be working hard to support itself now, it is only the reserve food of the male lion. If he is not careful, he will not know how he will die.Fortunately, the male lion would bully it from time to time to remind it of this "truth".

Pascal didn't notice Gera's little thoughts.Even if he noticed it, I'm afraid he wouldn't care too much.After all, it is also one of his pleasures to watch Gera worry and then make some resistance that he thinks has little effect.

The weather is getting colder and colder, which gives a signal to the living creatures on this prairie: winter is coming.Although he said he didn't want to coddle Gera, Pascal took the lion cub under his stomach when it was shivering from the cold.

Nestled on the warm and soft belly fur of the male lion, the cub rubbed it contentedly, and subconsciously called "Mom" in his sleep, and the male lion's face quickly darkened.In "Wake up the cub so it can see who it is leaning on" and "Let it continue to sleep", the lion chose the latter.

Forget it, he thought, if the little guy is shaken awake now, he probably won't be able to rest well, since the little guy is still injured and sick, let him be spared for the time being.Anyway, when it recovers from its injury, he will have plenty of time to let the cub know whether it is "mother" or "father" who is raising it.

Carefully raising her head, looking at the livid face of the lion, Jela showed a sly smile.Let this guy take pleasure in bullying him all the time!Although the value of force is not proportional now, and there is no way to avenge him, but it is also very fulfilling to be able to anger this annoying big guy.