Dawn is always fleeting; the rays of the rising sun quickly illuminate the horizon, the orange light rapidly transforming into a golden hue in less than three minutes.
Once the orange-red sun stops blushing, its scorching rays begin to bake the earth.
Yes, it's scorching hot. The sun is no longer warm; it's filled with scorching heat.
Feeling the scorching heat of the sun, Lin Qian looked up at the sun, let out a tiger-like roar, and announced a break.
Before the golden eagles flew down, Lin Qian suddenly let out another low roar.
The Golden Eagle leader glanced at the forest, then spread its wings and flew away alone.
Soon the Golden Sparrow leader flew back, landed under the shade of a tree, called out twice to Lin Qianming, and then quickly picked up the fruit that the chipmunk had brought.
The chipmunk stood with its hands on its hips, sulking as it watched the golden pheasants devour the fruit it had just picked along the way.
Squeak, this is something I just picked!
If you want to eat them, why don't you go pick them?
It can clearly fly that high!
Angry rat!
Upon hearing the Golden Eagle leader say that the child was still following the tracks they left behind, Lin Qian's gaze shifted slightly.
Although they had only been away from the city for about four hours, Lin Qian knew how difficult it was to walk in the forest.
The environment outside the city today is not the same as the areas with roads and other convenient places to move around in the past. Now, the wild grass is at least ten feet tall and incredibly lush, not to mention all kinds of vines and tree roots, making it several times more primitive than the primeval forests before the disaster!
It can be said that if Lin Qian hadn't been a tiger, and hadn't been given a human body, he wouldn't have dared to set foot there so easily.
And now, a teenager is walking alone in such a forest for two hours!
According to the leader of the Golden Pavilion, the child walked very slowly, but very firmly, always following the tracks they had left behind.
Putting aside issues like physical strength, this kind of perseverance and willpower is truly remarkable.
In terms of personality, Lin Qian undoubtedly admired the boy very much, but as a tiger, he was more worried about such an outstanding human.
The stepmother noticed that Lin Qian was still paying attention to the human cub and was puzzled. She could tell that Lin Qian wanted to take the boy back, but she could also sense the cub's hesitation.
This was something the stepmother couldn't understand. In her opinion, if she wanted to take something back, she could take it back; if she wanted to eat something, she could eat it. What was there to hesitate about?
"Awooo." Jin Diao, go and bring that little human back.
The Golden Eagle leader tilted his head and looked at the white tiger that had suddenly spoken, then glanced at Lin Qian with a puzzled expression.
Lin Qian knew his stepmother was concerned about him, so he immediately went over and rubbed against the white tiger's head. At the same time, he made up his mind and turned his head to give a low growl to the leader of the Golden Eagle.
The Golden Eagle leader looked at Lin Qian speechlessly, but still nimbly took flight.
The stepmother didn't quite understand the significance of Lin Qian's decision. Should she take the boy back with her?
After thinking about it, the stepmother decided to give up. Tiger could never understand the eldest son's thoughts, so thinking about it was pointless.
In the forest behind, Shan Feng leaned against a big tree, sweating profusely. He raised his wrist, looked at his mechanical watch, which showed only 9 o'clock, rummaged through his pocket, took out a thermometer, looked at the 39 degrees Celsius displayed on it, and fell silent.
The boy looked at the blinding sunlight with a sense of despair.
The temperature has risen again, and the sun is heating up even faster.
He remembered that it was only around 10 o'clock yesterday when it got this hot.
Upon noticing the change, Shanfeng didn't regret leaving the city, but he felt a sense of despair. He began to doubt whether he could reach the area where the tigers lived...
In such scorching heat, he only had one bottle of water with him, but he did have a bucket of snacks. However, considering that they belonged to the Great White Tiger, Shanfeng didn't want to touch them.
If he could actually get to the tigers, this bucket of snacks would be his only "stepping stone".
She took out her water glass and drank a little water, but it only moistened her throat and lips, and was not enough to quench her thirst.
There wasn't much water to begin with, but there was nothing the mountain wind could do; if he didn't drink any, he would probably become dehydrated very quickly.
After drinking some water, Shanfeng felt a bit better. He leaned back against the thick tree, looking up at the treetop laden with fruit, his dark eyes filled with longing.
Of course, even if he wanted to eat, he couldn't do it now; he had walked for too long and needed to rest first.
"Cry!" Just as the mountain wind was calculating the most effortless way to pick the fruit from the treetops, a cry of an eagle suddenly rang out.
Then the tree canopy shook, and huge fruits fell down with a thud.
The boy, who had just raised his hand to protect his head, was still hit a few times, but when he looked up, his dirty little face was full of smiles.
It's gold-plated!
It's a golden sculpture of someone who's with tigers!
What he remembered was that sound!
Don't be fooled by the fact that the Golden Eagles used to have similar calls. The Golden Eagle leader and his companions are spirit beasts, and their calls are clear, melodious, and distinct from their ordinary counterparts. Once you've heard them once, you'll be able to tell the difference.
After completing its mission, the Golden Eagle leader flew back. The little tiger had promised to get some water, and it did just that; the fruit was very juicy.
The Golden Leader was not mistaken; the fallen wild fruits were all ripped open, and juice was splattered everywhere.
But Shanfeng didn't mind; he picked up the fruit beside him, wiped it slightly, and ate it.
The wiping motion was just a subconscious habit; in reality, his clothes were no cleaner than Guozi's, and he himself was even dirtier than Guozi.
Lin Qian asked Jin Diao to get some water for the boy because he was afraid the child would suffer from heatstroke, starve, or die of thirst. In this kind of weather, the boy would be placed at the back of the queue, and besides, it was only the first day, so he wouldn't starve or die of thirst.
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