Dressed As A Cheetah Cub In A Primitive Farming

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The little cheetah cub was very surprised to see the pile of frozen meat in front of him, and he also had a new understanding of the hunting ability of the neighbor's uncle in his mind.

It seems that I have always heard that this winter is a difficult winter, and because of the tribal war, the losses are particularly heavy. It may not be said that every household has no surplus food, but they are also somewhat stretched.

After all, the best collective hunting time will be lost at the beginning of the war. Without collective hunting, many large herbivores will have no way to start, and the amount of food they get will also decrease.

I went to the tribal gathering place before, and I can see that the Talon tribe is actually not a particularly small tribe. Even so, it is still struggling through this winter.

But looking at the amount of frozen meat hoarded in the neighbor's uncle's house, it's hard to imagine how much stock there would be when there was no war in a good year.

Luo Qiu turned his head to look at the big tiger who was seriously counting his belongings, and took a deep breath.

Niubi, he is the king of beasts, he is the king of cats.

But looking at the inventory, Luo Qiu actually didn't have a precise idea of ​​the big tiger's appetite. Although the amount of these frozen meats seemed to be very large, in fact, there was only a little surplus to survive the winter. That's all.

Noko let the little cub poke around in his hidden hoarding hole, taking stock of his food stock.

Although winter is coming to an end according to the days, according to Big Tiger's judgment on the weather, the wind and snow will continue for a period of time, which means that this year's winter is likely to be prolonged, which is not good news.

The entire battle with the tribe next door lasted for nearly a whole winter, and Noko didn't know the losses on the other side, but the Talon tribe did suffer heavy losses.

Leaving aside those soldiers who died in battle or were injured or disabled, the delayed collective hunting alone has caused the tribe's collective hoarding hole to never be filled this winter.

The number of cat populations and food has declined collectively, which also extends to another more bad news.

When winter passes and spring comes, there will be no more cubs born in the tribe, which means that the new batch of warriors will not be able to grow up, and there will be a gap of one to two years in the hunting team of the tribe, and the scarred tribe may also die. Attacked by other tribes before the summer breeding season.

Nuo Ke frowned tightly, thinking about many things for adults in his heart.

For a big tiger that is already fully injured, raising a cub is not a burden at all, but the problem is that this little cub is a bit special...

Nuo Ke's gaze was drawn away from the belongings he had counted and landed on the floor of the hoarding hole. After shopping around, he shook his head in disinterest, and started digging the floor in place or scratching the little cheetah cubs on the rope.

It may be foreseeable that there will be some changes in the tribe after the spring of next year.

Nuo Ke thought so, turned his head calmly and continued to look at his belongings.

Alas, if you are raising small cubs, the size of some of the items that are usually stacked here may not be suitable, and a new batch should be made.

The big tiger flicked his tail in front of the belongings he had put away in different categories. While calculating the total, he was thinking about the future, completely forgetting that the little cheetah cub was only fostered at his home for a period of time. It was agreed that the little thing should return to his home after the leg injury healed.