Amazingly, Cheng Shuang could discern a complex array of emotions on Da Laofu's short-haired face—happiness, joy, sadness, and a deep-seated sense of farewell.

Her heart skipped a beat, and an impulse surged through her. She reached for a bottle of powder pills.

Because Big Axe's size was different from that of a normal human, the little girl subconsciously poured out more than a dozen pills in one go, and before Big Axe could react, she shoved them all into its mouth.

Stop talking nonsense. If you're sick, get treatment; if you're not sick, stay healthy.

To be honest, Big Axe is only just entering middle age on Animal Planet.

Unlike their enormous size, which is different from that of humans, their lifespan also begins at around two hundred years and gradually ends thereafter.

Tigers of the tiger clan, when in good health, can easily live to be over 260 or 270 years old.

Therefore, the 130-something-year-old tiger can only be considered a middle-aged tiger. The change in its fur color is merely a manifestation of its overall weakness after its serious injuries have not healed for a long time.

As the convenience store upgrades, Cheng Shuang's skills also upgrade. Her doll-making skill has basically reached a critical point, and changes are no longer so obvious. On the contrary, her second skill, repairmanship, is slowly beginning to stand out.

In the past, a single pill might only be able to repair a severe external injury, but nearly a hundred pills were needed to save a life.

Now, the power of a dozen or so pills is basically enough to save a dying person, leaving them with just a breath left.

The tiny pill rolled in Cheng's palms, barely bigger than a mung bean, and for Old Axe, it wouldn't even fill a gap between his teeth.

But Old Axe was familiar with the taste of the rice balls, how could he forget it?

The stronger the memory of the feeling of weakness and near death, the stronger the memory of the sweet taste of the powder pills.

As warm currents washed over its body, relieving all the pain and bringing a sense of ease it had never experienced in a century, the old axe was overjoyed. It realized what it had eaten and what it had gained.

But the next second, it panicked a little, turned around while holding Cheng Shuang, and faced away from the red fox on the wooden house, its head almost touching its chest.

Cheng Shuang was puzzled. She looked up at the sky, rested her forehead on the big axe's furry chin, and watched as its white fur instantly returned to its colorful hues. She was in a great mood. The little girl innocently cupped its big face, stood on tiptoe, and gently kissed the big axe's cheek like a butterfly landing on a petal.

"Axe Daddy, are you feeling better?"

Old Axe was both moved and nervous, and he made a muffled sound, "It's all done, all done, better than ever before!"

It paused, then gently coaxed, "Daddy has a task to complete. Will you wait for Daddy patiently?"

Cheng Shuang tilted her head and smiled. She had figured something out, and nodded understandingly.

Aww, its baby is so cute and adorable. Old Axe couldn't resist and gently rubbed his chin against the little girl's face (Cheng Shuang: The feeling of being surrounded by fur is still suffocating). Then, in his low, hoarse, and old voice, he activated the brain on his arm, "Attention, all personnel in South Canyon, assemble in your respective meeting rooms. I have an important announcement to make in half an hour."

The fox lingered on the wooden house, hesitated for a moment, and then immediately returned to the base.

It knew that Liehu was trying to lure it away, but thinking of the little pet's disappearance a hundred years ago, it felt it could understand Liehu's desire to be alone with the little pet.

Sure enough, Big Axe sent it another private message: "Friends who can help me take good care of my baby."

After the fox and its hidden tribe had all left, Big Axe put Cheng Shuang on his back, told her to sit properly, and then took a few strides and ran into the depths of the dense forest.

It wasn't moving very fast; it was mainly searching for something, hopping and stopping in front of some big trees. Finally, it pulled out a dark weed, grabbed it with its tiger claws, crushed it, and used the squeezed-out white liquid to smear it on its temples.

It made a face like a tiger and whispered to Cheng Shuang, "Baby, check if it's spread evenly?"

Cheng Shuang tiptoed, scraped off the remaining white liquid from the tiger's claws, and helped Big Axe touch up his makeup. After looking him over from left to right, the little girl sweetly said, "Axe Daddy is the most handsome Big Axe!"

Her howling voice was so adorable it almost melted Liehu's heart.

At this moment, the enormous beast resembled a tamed, loyal dog, its tail slapping and wagging with the speed of a propeller.

The man and the tiger affectionately wiped each other's hands (claws) clean. Just as they were about to turn back, Big Axe keenly crouched down and pressed his massive body under the bushes, assuming a defensive posture.

Of course, before that, it instinctively hid Cheng Shuang in its chest, perfectly concealing her figure when it bent down.

A faint noise came from deep within the forest. Big Axe usually didn't care about the situation outside the base, so it was hard to tell whether it was the orcs patrolling or some other hostile animal that had broken in.

If it were a tiger, it would never be so careful in avoiding it, but not today. It doesn't want its cub to encounter something unpleasant on its first day meeting it.

Tiger's eyes cautiously scanned the enemy's movements. Then, footsteps gradually approached, and a group of orcs wearing flying armor and carrying weapons were conducting their routine patrol in the forest.

Seeing that these orcs were using the latest equipment from the South Canyon, Old Axe was relieved. Just as he was about to leave quietly with Cheng Shuang, a young man with two long, curved horns on his head stopped abruptly. His lifeless eyes, like those of a cold-blooded animal, swept across the bushes, and he called out in a deep voice, "Who's there?"

Liehu was quite surprised. Orcs' senses are not as sharp as those of animals. Logically, when its body was about to recover to its peak, no orc should have been able to detect its movements.

But it quickly realized that it was its baby; the sound of its breathing betrayed their location.

Having already disguised itself, the Great Axe was not afraid to expose itself to its subordinates. It raised its body, revealing a face familiar to every animal and beastman in the South Canyon.

"Chief!" Several wary orcs immediately lowered their weapons. With respect on their faces, they confirmed Liehu's identity and then excitedly lowered their eyelids, avoiding eye contact with him.

The customs on the animal planet are different from those of humans. The weaker the animal, the more it will subconsciously avoid eye contact with the stronger animal, so as not to be mistaken for a provocation.

In the past, things were fine during times of peace, but now, under the flames of war, all animals and beastmen are on edge, and all the old rules have been picked up again.

Therefore, war only brings about the regression of civilization.

The old axe used to disregard this respect, but now it nodded in satisfaction, after all, it didn't want any orcs to look at its baby with disdain or curiosity.

Just as the old axe was about to order them to continue working, it noticed a gaze that the tiger could not ignore.

The orc who first discovered it and its baby was staring intently at its chest.

Big Axe immediately shielded Cheng Shuang, roaring angrily, "What are you looking at?"

The aura of the Forest King was far beyond what the orcs could withstand; the group of orcs trembled like a flock of quails. Only the horned orc remained oblivious, his gaze fixed intently on Liehu's chest.