The host is a slime [Quick Transmigration]

When he first sensed that someone was lurking outside their cave, Ohm secretly tensed up and prepared for the opponent to make a surprise attack.

Because in his opinion, those herbivores don't have the energy to stare at juvenile caracal cats and lion cubs, and when carnivores stare at them, it's impossible to suddenly think they are cute and cute?

It's just that he didn't expect that what appeared was a cheetah that was about to grow up.

Cheetahs are felines. Ohm has read relevant information from lady. If they want to hunt, they will definitely lurk quietly and kill them with one blow.

Because although cheetahs run fast, their calorie consumption is extremely high when they run, so they can't last for a few minutes.

Because of this, Ohm actually breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Trafash come out suddenly.

But he doesn't let his guard down entirely.

It's just that the other party's operation made him puzzled - give himself a piece of meat?

In an instant, the words "Father of the Funder" actually appeared in Ohm's mind.

Suppressing this absurd thought, Ohm and the other party's amber leopard eyes looked at each other for a few seconds, and found that he understood the other party's meaning.

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The lion is a kind of animal that likes to sleep very much. In fact, the feline family sleeps more than the sky.

But that doesn't mean that when they fall asleep, they will fall asleep and be unshakable.In fact, even though it was not as good as Ohm's, he was able to detect even the slightest anomaly, but when there was a strange beast smell in the cave, it still woke Ohm up from his dark and sweet sleep—the strange smell!It's an intruder!

So Ohm just saw that when Trafalah and Nelson stepped into the cave, Atum, who was sleeping soundly in the middle of the grass nest, opened his eyes suddenly as if being stung by a scorpion, and his eyes were bright. stared over.

Without waiting for Ohm to speak, he rushed the little lion to him and blocked him, showing his deciduous teeth that were not very intimidating to Brother Cheetah: "Roar!"

Before Trafah could show his attitude, Nelson, who was controlled by the brother, got into a fight with Atum: "Ouch!" What are you yelling about, brat!

Trafal slapped Nelson on the ass: "Why are you howling with an unweaned lion cub!"

Nelson didn't fry it, but Atum did: "You haven't been weaned yet, I can eat meat now!"

Nelson: "?"

Ohm: "Atum just didn't keep up with his nutrition... In fact, he is almost eight months old."

Hey!

Now, Trafal looked at Ohm even more wrongly.

He had seen Atum thin and small before, and thought it was an unweaned cub, thinking about how hard it would be for the caracal to bring an unweaned lion cub, so he became curious; Unexpectedly, the other party was in this situation... This made Trafal even more confused - if Atum was a caracal cat, it would be easier to understand. Although weak, his blood relatives would never give up. But a caracal cat and a lion, there is such an irreconcilable relationship... Could it be that this lion cub is the caracal cat's reserve food?

Seeing Ohm patiently comforting the cub with gentle eyes and movements, Trafal denied this statement in his heart.

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Trafal's request with the piece of baboon meat was for a night's stay.

Ohm agreed.

But it's not for the sake of that piece of meat.

But the other party can take a piece of meat as a "reward" first, which already shows that the other party is not that kind of rampant and arrogant; secondly...Although I have to admit it, if the Cheetah brothers get violent, Ohm thinks he doesn't have his own blood. Let Atum retreat completely. In this case, of course, everyone should retreat a step to maintain the superficial peace.

It's just that I didn't expect that the mentality of the meerkats just now made me go through it so quickly.

Naturally, Trafalgar didn't intend to come here to borrow. The cheetah actually stayed in the tree much longer than the caracal.

"If this little guy doesn't like it, we won't force it, and that piece of meat will be regarded as our apology for disturbing you." Just after Trafalah finished speaking, Nelson's eyes widened—so big Piece of meat bro!You are so generous!

The cheetah controlled by the brother couldn't help but look at the caracal and the cub in front of him, wanting to see what his brother valued about these two guys.Then his eyes froze on Ohm's fur with light markings—oh, brother, don't you think this caracal is your little sister?

Not knowing that Nelson's brain hole has reached the sky, Ohm (♂) calmed down the awkward Atum, and said to Trafal: "No, it's just that we haven't dealt with cheetahs yet, so for a while I was a little nervous for a while."

Trafal recalled Ohm who had been calm so far—nervous?

Ohm divided the grass nest into three parts—fortunately, the meerkats were worried that Ohm would make trouble for them under the pretext of being unfavorable, so they worked hard to collect a lot of hay, and pushed two-thirds of it in the direction of the cheetah brothers: "It will be warmer if you sleep on it." I hope that because of his friendliness, the two cheetahs can always maintain this peaceful attitude, and don't suddenly want to eat "snack" in the middle of the night.

Trafal could actually see Ohm's secret vigilance, but he didn't feel offended, but secretly admired it—if the two brothers were really allowed to enter their territory unsuspectingly because of a piece of meat, there was no way to bring them back. living with a lion cub.

Two-thirds of the hay was divided, and the remaining one-third was enough for Ohm and Atum to sleep together, but it was a pity that they couldn't roll around.

Atum originally had some objections to separating so many beds between himself and Brother Ohm, but later he found that he could stay close to Brother Ohm in this way, and he was very happy-of course, he still wanted to sleep on the surface. Maintaining the vigilance against uninvited guests: "Brother Ohm, are we hugging and sleeping together?"

Ohm: "..." Your shining expectant eyes have already betrayed you.

Seeing the caracal and lion cub embracing and loving each other, Nelson couldn't help sneaking up to Trafah's side, blinking his eyes and trying to be cute: "Brother?"

Trafalah directly pulled half of the hay, and ruthlessly slapped his brother's big (?) face away with his front paw: "Go to sleep!"

Nelson: "..." Which side is the real brother!

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The hottest time at noon passed, and the woods became much cooler. A stupid wild boar came out of nowhere, swaying and swaggering over.

He has just grown up for less than a year, and although his figure is strong enough, his nature still has the vivacity of a "young man".

He hummed as he walked, as if he was complaining about the hot weather, and he seemed to be happy thinking about eating delicious grass roots right away.

Two days ago, he found the grass root he liked in this forest. He ate a lot at that time, but because he was not very hungry at that time, he just relieved his craving.He came here today with a specially reserved stomach, and the thought of having a big meal later made the wild boar's huge and heavy body seem to become a little lighter.

1000 m.

500 m.

100 m.

50 m.

Seeing the patch of grass roots close in front of his eyes, he could smell the sweet juice of the grass roots, but the wild boar was not completely occupied by appetite, and could still pay attention to alert the surroundings.

It was quiet in the woods, and there was no movement.

The wild boar made up his mind, once he heard any troubles, he would immediately spread his legs and run wildly. His uncle wild boar has thick and hard thick hair and strong and hard fangs. He is not a vegetarian either!

The wild boar was confident enough in himself, but he didn't expect that the danger this time did not come from the surroundings, but from under his feet.

When the front hoof fell, the wild boar felt that something was wrong. It only felt that the ground under the front hoof seemed to be softer than other places. Before thinking about it, the remaining three feet had moved over with the inertia of the body. Then he swayed, and sank with a "bang".

The wild boar was about to open its mouth and scream subconsciously!

But the moment his mouth just opened, it was blocked by a sticky thing.

Ohm, the sticky maker, broke into a cold sweat—fortunately, in time, you must know that the sound of wild boars is not a good sign, and the most obvious consequence is that it will attract the attention of other predators.

This time he activated one of the foam slime's innate skills. Although the power was greatly reduced due to "changing" a body, the grassy soil mixed with anesthetic juice was quite effective.

The wild boar whose mouth was muzzled couldn't scream, and his survival instinct made him want to struggle to stand up, but he didn't expect that the pothole was just about the size of his body, and there was no room or focus for him to turn around. Worse, he felt as if his body had become a little out of control.

Taking advantage of the fact that the wild boar was unable to move, Trafal and Nelson jumped up, their whole bodies were like arrows shot from a fully stretched bowstring, and they bit the wild boar's ass in less than three seconds!

The severe pain from both sides of the butt made the wild boar want to open its mouth and howl, but suddenly its head was heavy. It was Atum who opened his mouth wide and bit the wild boar's neck tightly!

The bite force of an adult lion is about 450 kilograms, far exceeding that of cheetahs and caracals. Even if Atum is a malnourished lion cub, his teeth are more suitable for "breathing" than Ohm and the cheetah brothers.

Atum knew that he was not as fast as the cheetah brothers, and his agility was not as good as Ohm, but he didn't want to eat ready-made ones, so he got so ruthless that the hard skin of the wild boar was bitten by his deciduous teeth!

Atum chose the neck of the wild boar's lower jaw instead of the nape of the neck, because the hair here is the least covered and the nape of the neck is not covered by cervical vertebrae. Brother Ohm taught him that as long as the throat is bitten off, everything will be fine!

A warm liquid flowed down the tongue and into the throat. It was blood, the blood of a wild boar. He must have bitten the aorta that Brother Ohm mentioned!