The host is a slime [Quick Transmigration]

Trafalah was actually very hungry, but he was more interested in the caracal that could roar like a lion than being hungry.

He has always had a dislike for lions, because he and Nelson's mother said that they were killed in the mouth of lions, and their weakest sister was taken along with them.

Two months ago, they witnessed the cruel scene of their mother and younger sister being devoured by a lion. The young Trafah and Nelson were frightened and lay down in the grass, but they also deeply remembered the ugly face of the lion.

Since then, they have left this sad land and were forced to wander. Thanks to their earnestness when they learned their skills from their mother, they have experienced drought and scarcity of prey along the way, and also crossed two groups of lions. Grassland, they are still alive and well.

"Brother, let's eat something first, and find a place to rest, so as not to run out of strength later." Nelson begged, he was only thirteen months old, to be precise, he hadn't reached the age of adulthood .So they have to forage together because they are not old enough or skilled enough to hunt independently.

In the first period of time away from their mother, almost all cubs have to go through such a joint hunting process.

Trafal originally wanted to stick to his own opinion, but seeing his brother starving with starvation and the cheetah's constitution that is easy to consume, he had no choice but to let go of his plan for the time being.

Compared with Nelson, who is relatively weaker, brother Trafa's hunting instinct is much stronger. It didn't take much effort for him to spot a baboon in a tree.

At this time, the sky is getting dark, leaving only a touch of orange-red afterglow in the sky, but it is an excellent hunting time for cheetahs.

The baboon probably had a very pleasant day today, and he was so happy that he didn't notice the two pairs of leopard-looking eyes under the tree.

By the time he felt the branches under him suddenly regain life, Trafal had already climbed to the top of the tree.

The baboon obviously found it too late, and his panic made him have no time to think about it, so he could only venture to a thinner branch at the top of the tree and escape.

It's a pity that Trafah already had experience in hunting baboons. Seeing that the red butt was trying to go from beginning to end, he quickly stretched out his paws and began to shake the branches.

The branch couldn't bear the sudden weight of the baboon, let alone the external force shaking it. Before the baboon could stand still, it lost its center of gravity and fell down.

Nelson was guarding under the tree and was ready to arrest him at any time, but Trafal obviously didn't need the help of his younger brother. Amid the screams of the baboon, he jumped up and hit the baboon's head hard with his paw!

The baboon was already panicked by the weightlessness, but the sudden heavy blow made him feel pained and confused, so he screamed directly.

Trafal didn't give the baboon any extra time, the leopard opened its mouth, and bit the back of the baboon's neck without hesitation!

At this time, Trafalah had already landed with the baboon, and Nelson on the side was not to be outdone, and opened his mouth to hold the front neck of the baboon.

Unlike other big cats that have thick and powerful fangs, cheetahs have relatively small teeth, so most of the time they cannot use their teeth to kill their prey. Clamp the prey's neck like pincers until the prey suffocates to death.

Generally speaking, it takes almost 5 minutes for a cheetah to catch a prey and kill the prey, but the Trafal and Nelson brothers can shorten the time to 3 minutes - which is why the two brothers can survive until now One of the secrets, because before the vultures and hyenas came to smell the scent, they had already dragged the carcass to the dense forest or tree to eat.

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According to the previous distribution habits, Trafah and Nelson would share the dinner equally, but after Nelson gobbled it up and chewed the bones, he realized that Trafah still had a baboon's hind leg left uneaten.

"Brother, why don't you eat? Can't you eat?" Nelson weighed his stomach while talking-well, there is still room for a leg.

Trafalah didn't notice Nelson's expectant and eager eyes at all, and he turned around and walked with the baboon leg in his mouth.

Nelson didn't care that Trafal didn't take this leg for himself: "Brother, where are you going? Are you going to bury this leg?" When the cheetah couldn't finish eating its prey, There is a habit of burying the meat in the soil to "keep fresh", but the time will not be too long, a day at most.

"Aren't you looking for a place to rest?" Trafalah squeezed out the words between his teeth, and then started to trot.

Monk Nelson Zhang Er was puzzled, but he knew it was right to follow his brother, so he ran after him with his long legs.

At this time, Ohm has mobilized the meerkats to find some hay—after a day of exposure to the sun, and collected it before the night dew hung on it, so there is no need to worry about moisture causing it to rot—and made a thick nest.

Both Ohm and Atum are less than one meter long, so a haystack more than two meters wide is enough for two kittens to stretch out and lie flat comfortably.

"Thank you, neighbors." Ohm tried to use his talent skills to make the dry grass more fluffy and soft, and the result satisfied him, and he was more pleasant to the meerkats.

The meerkats were still a little trembling: "Then...then tell us if you have nothing to do?"

Atum yawned, flicked his tail, and looked at Ohm.

Ohm said: "No, it's too late today, you guys should go to bed earlier, I'll thank you tomorrow."

The meerkats heaved a sigh of relief when they got Ohm to leave, and they scrambled to get into the burrow, fearing that Ohm and the others would regret it if they were one step behind, or they would bite right away—after all, it was late at night. These two guys want a meerkat-flavored supper?

As for the so-called "thank you gift", the meerkats didn't take Ohm's words seriously at all-it's enough for these sharp-toothed guys not to eat them, so how dare they expect a gift in return?

Not only Ohm, but Atum didn't take it seriously, and wondered why Ohm was so polite to these "slender strips" that were not as big as him: "What is the thank you, brother Ohm?"

"Thank you meerkats for helping us build a nest. Do you feel that sleeping on hay is much more comfortable than sleeping on a tree or directly on the ground?" Ohm took the lead in rolling himself into a ball, so comfortable that he "meow "Sounded.

In the future hunting life, catch more rabbits and the like. Rabbit fur is warmer, and you don’t have to worry about moisture or bugs getting in.

Probably because he was the weakest of the lions at the beginning. Although Atum also has the arrogance of a lion as the top of the food chain, he can understand these weak lives: "It's very comfortable, so we can sleep together Brother Ohm!"

He jumped towards the grass nest, and the solid lion cub, who was completely untouched by lightness, smashed a big hole in the soft grass nest, letting the cubs who planned to sleep half and leave half for the cub Passively, he rolled towards the middle of the depression, and was crushed by Atum.

After all, Atum is still a child. Although his state of mind has undergone a great change due to walking through the gate of hell two days ago, in front of the caracal who has been taking care of him wholeheartedly, he is still willing to let the mischievous and mischievous in his instincts go. show up.

Ohm also understood this situation, so he didn't get angry. He just crawled out from under the lion cub on all fours: "Meow, this place is so spacious, why do you have to squeeze in the middle?" The grass nest that had just been assembled was broken up.

Atum blinked and blinked, looking very pitiful: "I want to sleep with Brother Ohm! Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep..."

Ohm was silent for a while, interpreting this situation as Atum's traumatic sequelae from being abandoned, so he hesitated for a while, and finally gave up half of the arrangements: "Okay, but no snoring, teeth grinding, or restless movement. "

Then he saw Atum put on a happy expression immediately, and stuck out his tongue to lick his face: "Okay Brother Ohm, I will be good~"

Ohm's face was blurred, and he stretched out his front paws to hold down the restless lion cub: "Take a rest, and observe the surrounding environment tomorrow to confirm whether the surrounding situation is consistent with what Hakuna and the others said, and the most important thing is to hunt and eat!"

Hearing what Ohm said, Atum suppressed his excitement, closed his eyes and whimpered, "Okay, I fell asleep."

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After waiting for about half an hour, after Atum's breathing became steady and even, Ohm nimbly moved away from the little guy and jumped out of the grass nest.The thick meat pads didn't make any noise, but only stirred up thin dust less than one centimeter high when it landed.

Ohm walked to the entrance of the cave, because there was no shelter, the night wind blew unhindered, blowing the tufts of soft black hair on the top of his ears to this side.

Unlike Atum, who is still young, there are more than twenty muscle fibers in the ear, allowing Ohm to hear distant and subtle movements in 360 degrees without obstruction.

"Everyone who comes here is a guest, since you've been here for so long, why don't you show up?"

Nelson, who was lying in the grass half waiting and half dozing off, turned his head to look at Trafah: "Brother, what is this little guy talking about?" It was really hard for him.

Trafal's tail twitched his stupid brother's ass, then picked up the baboon leg that had just been buried in the soil and walked over, stopped when it was about three meters away from the caracal cat, put down the baboon leg, and backed away two steps.

Ohm didn't expect that the other party was actually a beautiful long-legged cheetah - the other party had black spots all over his body, a black stripe from the corner of the mouth to the corner of the eyes, a black ring pattern on the third part of the tail end, and a black ring on the back of the neck. The hair on the back is relatively long, like a very short mane, coupled with the streamlined body like a sculpture, it is simply a beautiful male model in the animal world!

It's just that this "model" looks not much older than him.

Ahem, he said age, not size.

But before he could admire the other party's outstanding appearance, he saw the other party's actions, staring at the lump of flesh that was stained with mud, and an almost materialized question mark appeared on Ohm's head.