When Wang Tianxiao opened the door, he saw the doe lying nervously on the ground. She had barely eaten the corn and fried food mixed in front of her, and seemed to have drunk less water.

The fawn took a special liking to the newcomer and lay close to it.

When Wang Tianxiao came in, the fawn didn't move. It was quite familiar with Wang Tianxiao. But the mother fawn nervously raised her head, her ears perked up, and stared at Wang Tianxiao with her eyes fixed on him.

Wang Tianxiao wasn't in a hurry. He stood quietly and watched for a while until the doe gradually relaxed her guard. Only then did he pick up the broom and dustpan next to him and go over to clean up the droppings.

As he approached, the doe stood up and retreated, shrinking herself into the corner of the wall, her beautiful eyes showing a mixture of wariness and confusion.

Her skin was glistening with moisture, making her seem pitiful.

"Don't be afraid, just stay here, it's just like being in the wild. There's plenty of food, clean water, and no wolves or honey badger to bother you, it's very safe."

Wang Tianxiao said with a smile as he swept the floor.

He enjoys chatting with these animals, which is basically just talking to himself.

In my past life, I raised several cats, all of which were very well-behaved. At first, they couldn't understand what I said, but after a few years, they could understand most of what I said.

Any animal that is raised to a certain age will develop some intelligence.

Wang Tianxiao doesn't expect the doe to understand him right now, but he hopes that by communicating through some sounds and actions, he can gradually make the doe lower her guard against him.

In contrast, Xiao Lu had gotten used to Wang Tianxiao's presence and had no resentment towards him. She would even walk up to him and pick up Wang Tianxiao's broom.

This fawn is a male deer. Wang Tianxiao originally thought it was one or two months old, but after thinking about it carefully, he remembered that deer can only live independently after four months, and female deer usually give birth no later than June, so this fawn is probably more than five months old.

All I can say is that the young man isn't very developed; he looks a bit small.

"Hey, you'd better take good care of your new friend, okay?"

Wang Tianxiao patted the head of the little deer he named "Na Na," then carried the garbage and excrement out the door.

It then went to check on the little badger and found that the little guy was eating and drinking as usual, and was still quite content even when it was locked in a cage. Its ability to adapt was much better than that of the mother deer.

Perhaps for these small carnivores, having meat to eat is enough; they don't have much of a spiritual need, as long as they're full.