Zhong Jingshu stretched out his hand to cover the camera, this scene was not heroic and domineering at all, but he forgot for a moment, the one in his hand was just a telephoto one, the real camera was still on it.

"Big cat..."

Zhong Jingshu raised his voice to remind, "Hey, go hunting first, don't worry about the rope."

The rope was just something that Zhong Jingshu thought the big cat would like, so he tied it casually, but he didn't expect the big cat to take care of it so carefully. He never forgot to tidy up when hunting, as if he was afraid of losing it.

Zhong Jingshu said again: "Go back and prepare better ones for you. Now let's catch that wild boar first."

The big tiger who heard Zhong Jingshu's voice glanced this way, gave up on tidying up the rope for a long time, and rushed to the wild boar.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or what, after Zhong Jingshu finished speaking, the big cat rushed out.

There is a feeling that really understood this sentence, so went to it.

Zhong Jingshu blinked, no matter what kind, this promised gift needs to be prepared.

"—Aww!"

Hearing the cry of the wild boar, Zhong Jingshu hurriedly put on the binoculars again. What he saw was the huge Siberian tiger biting the throat of the wild boar. The angry wild boar struggled after falling to the ground, kicking its four hooves indiscriminately.Trying to hit the Siberian tiger with its fangs.

But all the struggles were in vain when the throat was bitten and the blood flowed profusely.

After a short stalemate, the wild boar died.

Because of thinking about what gift to prepare, Zhong Jingshu missed the moment when the big cat was hunting and biting: "..."

Is this plausible?

The audience in the live broadcast room has already brushed the exclamation mark at this moment.

"This is too handsome!!!"

"What is a perfect arc? Have you seen it? The strength of the Siberian tiger's hind limbs is like leaping from the sky."

"Hairy with blood on her face is the most aggressive!"

"Ahhh, the big cat bit me!"

"??? Sister, you are posting a very new barrage."

...

There was nothing Zhong Jingshu could do if he didn't see it, after all, he couldn't do it all over again.

Hunting on the spot is not like watching a video, you can replay the exciting places you missed.

Because of the appearance of a few Siberian tigers, there are no other animals near this water source, at least on the bright side.

Zhong Jingshu does not know whether there are small animals hiding in the tree holes.

A few tiger cubs squatted beside the fallen wild boar and waited. They didn't bite the food, and they looked a little honest and well-behaved.

The big cat licked its paws, and turned its head to straighten the rope on its tail. The tip of its tail paused. Instead of licking, the big cat walked to the water source and bowed its head to drink.

Then he bit the rope on the tail and pulled it twice, shaking his tail, as if to test whether the rope would fall off.

The big cat glanced at the prey, then turned to the place where Zhong Jingshu was hiding, "Roar!"

"Here we come." Zhong Jingshu put away the binoculars, and went out while arranging his backpack, "I'll pack my things, don't worry, come right over."

The big tiger ran a few steps in his direction, stopped beside Zhong Jingshu and rubbed his waist, opened his mouth and bit the backpack, "Woo..."

"Hmm... I seem to understand why the big cat goes to drink water first after hunting."

"I also……"

A wild boar divides its meat on the spot.

Compared with animals such as moose, the smell of wild boar can be said to be the greatest.

Zhong Jingshu skillfully cut with a knife, and a few furries surrounded him looking for a place to lie down, waiting to eat.

The big cat is the most straightforward, lying horizontally behind Zhong Jingshu, completely encircling Zhong Jingshu within his own range.

Warm clothes are rechargeable and time-sensitive.

But the big cat is not, the belly of the big tiger is always warm and hairy.

Sitting like this, Zhong Jingshu felt his back warm up.

After the wild boar divided the area, it first took out two leg bones, leaving a lot of meat on them.

Zhong Jingshu handed one of them to the little hairballs, "Come on, hold it and grind your teeth first."

"Wow!" The little furball took a bite and easily tore a piece of meat off it.

It's just an appetizing molar stick before meals, and don't expect the little ones to be full on this one bone. Three furry ones are enough.

The other one is for the big cat to eat.

The crouching tiger didn't seem to be interested in this bone. When Zhong Jingshu handed over the bone, he ignored it, but sniffed Zhong Jingshu's wrist and licked him.

"Big cat?" Zhong Jingshu put the bone between the big tiger's paws, and stroked the tiger's head, "Eat it by yourself."

"Woo..."

After arranging all the meat and bones, Zhong Jingshu continued to process the wild boar, finished cutting it quickly, and cleaned up all the blood nearby. The smell of wild boar blood was really overwhelming.

Even though Zhong Jingshu is not the first time dealing with wild boars.

It's also hard to get used to the smell.

The big cat narrowed its eyes, and instead of biting the fleshy bone in front of it, it opened its mouth and slowly licked it from one end.

The barbs on the tongue brought off the meat that had not been removed from the bone. Compared with the cubs biting their teeth, the lazy expression of the big tiger was no different from Shunmao.

"Hiss! I don't know why it hurts me to look at it."

"I was wrong, I just licked it, and the bone was almost licked clean."

"Do you think the barbs on the Siberian tiger's tongue are there for good looks?"

"So, at this moment, the breeder who is always being licked by the big tiger, do you have anything to say?"

The breeder who was concentrating on cutting the meat did not notice the emerging topic in the live broadcast room.

After dividing the meat, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Okay, little guys, let's get ready for dinner."

"Aw!"

After cleaning up the blood on the ground, Zhong Jingshu leaned tiredly on the big cat.

The big meat-eating tiger glanced at it, then squatted down.

Compared with before, he could only lean on his abdomen, but in this squatting, Zhong Jingshu could put all his weight on the big tiger.

He tilted his head to look at the big tiger who was still eating meat with his head down, and couldn't help pursing his lips into a smile, "Why are you so smart, big cat?"

The smart and well-behaved super-sized orange cat, can't help but play rua just by looking at it.

The big tiger rubbed his head sideways, unlike before, it didn't use its snout, but hairy's side face.

Before breakfast was finished, snowflakes began to fall in the sky again.

The recent snow is more frequent than Zhong Jingshu expected.

Zhong Jingshu didn't want to eat greasy food like barbecue in the morning, and he couldn't eat the wild boar caught by Furry, the taste of wild boar was not the same as that of domestic pigs.

So can only simply soak the noodles.

Then add a few pieces of dried meat and ham sausage.

Originally, the side dishes added later can be left out, but to avoid being confiscated by the big cat who also judges the instant noodles as junk food, it is safer to add some meat to it.

Perhaps in the eyes of Siberian tigers, meat equals health, and meat equals junk food.

Hot soup is more tempting than pasta in cold weather.

A bowl of instant noodles was eaten clean, not even a bit of soup left.

Zhong Jingshu packed up the trash and looked at the meat in each hairy bowl, there was still more than half of it.

The neighborhood is cleaned up, just let them eat slowly.

He casually grabbed a handful of snow on the ground, and the snow was still fluffy where he hadn't stepped on it. He held it in his hand and clenched his fingers tightly, squeezing the fluffy and large pieces of snow into one piece.

Zhong Jingshu didn't wear gloves when going out, and wearing gloves when playing in the snow was soulless, and it wasn't very cold.

The snow in the apocalypse is far less white than the current snow, and don’t know if it is polluted or for some reason, it is always gray and white. For the sake of safety, people are not allowed to go out when it snows.

Calculating carefully, Zhong Jingshu hasn't touched the snow for a while.

With a small ball of tightly clenched snow in his hand, Zhong Jingshu grabbed a handful of new snow to cover it, expanding Xue Tuan little by little.

The left and right are filled with snow, and where there is a missing piece, add it, trying to make the snowball look more round.

"Have you ever played snowball fights?" Zhong Jingshu patted the snowball that had formed in his hand, "I liked to play this before, but it's fun only if there are more people playing it."

All by myself it just snowballs.

"Isn't it just a bloody battle? I've played it."

"I feel that the anchor is boring without anyone to play with. I am willing to sacrifice myself to serve the anchor. Therefore, the official troubles me to send me to the anchor as soon as possible."

"It's up to me to make such a big sacrifice, I don't want to see the sisters in the live broadcast room being wronged."

"Wait... host, you can have a snowball fight with furries!"

The audience in the live broadcast gave Zhong Jingshu an idea.

The content displayed in the lower right corner of the screen made Zhong Jingshu pause, and his eyes slowly moved to the side, and landed on the big cat who was licking his paw after eating the meat.

The big cat didn't know why, halfway through licking its paws, it leaned over and licked Zhong Jingshu's cheek.

Thinking that the big cat had just eaten wild boar, and Zhong Jingshu was just about to hide, the big cat had already moved over, but didn't smell much blood, paused, and was licked by the big tiger.

Zhong Jingshu turned around, sat facing the big tiger, and handed the snowball in front of the big cat, "Big cat, look at this."

The big cat tilted its head, sniffed, and then opened its mouth——

"Eh?!"

The snowball fight hasn't started yet, and the snowball is half gone.

Zhong Jingshu: "???"

"Hahahaha, big cats don't talk about martial arts."

"Big Mao Mao thought, today's dessert is tasteless, like white water."

Siberian tigers usually eat snow in the wild.

Zhong Jingshu is used to being fed, and the big cat may think that he is being fed.

The remaining half doesn't look like a snowball either.

Zhong Jingshu put down the half piece, grabbed it again, but didn't hold it firmly, but grabbed it and threw it on the big cat.

The loose snow fell a lot as soon as it was thrown out, and when it hit the big tiger, it shattered and fell in a rustle.

The target of the attack in the snowball fight - the big cat.

not moving at all.

He even licked the corner of his mouth and swallowed the snowball he ate just now.

No feeling of snowball fights.

Zhong Jingshu turned his attention to the younger ones.

Compared with the calmness of the big cat, the little tiger has never seen snow, so he is quite excited.

After eating, rolled in the snow directly.

Zhong Jingshu took a few steps forward, shortening the distance between them, then grabbed the snow, aimed and threw it, all in one go.

The snowball hit Da Ju on the head.

The little guy blinked, didn't respond, and continued to roll in the snow.

The second targets the furball.

The furball nestled in the snow jumped up and bit the snowball. The fluffy and shapeless ball disappeared instantly. The furball opened its mouth, as if it had bitten nothing, but it seemed to bite something again.

Finally, volumes——

Because of the first two snowballs, this quick-witted little guy had already noticed that Zhong Jingshu would throw a snowball over, turned his ears back, and looked towards him.

Zhong Jingshu had a panoramic view of Juan Juan's little movements.

He hooked the corner of his mouth, and made a gesture to throw the snowball from the right, and in an instant, Jujuan stepped forward with his front paws in the opposite direction.

At the same time, Zhong Jingshu quickly threw the snowball to the left after a fake move.

Juanjuan's footsteps paused, "Wow!" He rushed over to hug Snowball and pressed it to the ground.

"Haha." Zhong Jingshu leaned back with a smile, but forgot that he had walked some distance forward, the big cat was still in place, and almost fell on his back.

He hurriedly stabilized his figure, but still couldn't help smiling.

Zhong Jingshu rolled his eyes, "I feel like I'm having a snowball fight now."

Next, Zhong Jingshu grabbed the snow with his left and right hands at the same time, and threw snowballs at the three furballs not far away. From time to time, when the big cat behind him was not paying attention, he would also hit it.

The snow around him disappeared, and Zhong Jingshu changed to a place with a lot of snow.

"Next is the scene of the 1V4 large-scale snowball fight by the breeders. I am the host and main attacker Zhong Jingshu."

After finding the seat, Zhong Jingshu first introduced himself, and then held up the snowball.

Unexpectedly, the moment he turned around, several furries got up one after another, and ran towards him at the same time.

Zhong Jingshu: "?!!"

The big cat rushed to the front, and threw the breeder down with a swoop.

"what!"

Zhong Jingshu was knocked into the soft snow, and several other little furry swarmed up.

"Hey!!!"

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