The best are seeking death every day, and the big guys are killing each other indiscriminately.

After all, the little cub is only as big as a palm. Wen Shao can't teach him any big principles, so he can only take him to the bamboo house where he originally lived in seclusion to raise him.

In the original memory, there is no giant panda in this world, and Wen Shao only has a little knowledge of this creature in a certain small world.

——A national treasure species that has no natural enemies but can easily feed itself to death.

But in this world where gods and monsters move mountains and reclaim seas, is that knowledge really useful for the demons in this world?

Wen Shao sighed.

Raising cubs is so difficult, a hundred times, no, a thousand times harder than counterattacking with a slap in the face!

But having knowledge is better than having no knowledge, so let’s try to cultivate it first. Although I don’t know whether the giant pandas in other places in Moqi are the same as those in Wen Shao’s cognition, there is at least one thing that is absolutely different:

He can't be raised to death that easily.

After all, he is the son of gods and demons, and his physique is quite good.

Let him think about what baby giant pandas eat.

Wen Shao's mind recalled the scene he saw at the zoo one time, where panda cubs lined up to drink milk from basins.

So, he still has to find animal milk for him?

Wen Shao sighed again.

Raising cubs is hard.

The original body is different from those gods who were born with noble blood. He became a god through human cultivation, which is extremely difficult to practice.

In order to become a god as a human being, cultivation, talent, and merit are all indispensable.

If only the first two meet the standards, they can only become immortals, not gods.

The original merits came from the fact that when he was in the human world, he had saved all people from fire and water countless times. After he became a god, he could still receive offerings from the human world - the power of faith.

When the original body's cultivation was abolished, he could rely on the power of faith to escape from the civil strife in the demon world. When he was recovering from his injuries in the human world, he could rely on the power of faith to slowly nourish his body.

And now, he has to rely on it to find milk for Mo Qi...

The power of faith:? You are amazing.

When Wen Shao finally broke away from the mother beast and returned to the bamboo house with the milk, he finally knew the first special thing about his panda cub compared to other pandas.

Wen Shao stood beside the ruins in silence for a long time. If it weren't for the two cubs who couldn't fake it, he would really have thought that he was in the wrong place.

What a big bamboo house he has!

On top of the ruins, the big one was pointing at the little one. The little one lowered his head and held something in his arms. He was so sleepy that he probably didn't even hear a word.

"Let's see how your father will deal with you when he comes back!"

Wen Bai drooled all over, but the panda cub didn't respond at all. He was so angry that he directly issued an ultimatum and threatened.

Mo Qi, who had always lowered his head, finally reacted when he heard this. He looked in the direction Wen Shao left, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hey!"

Wen Bai finally discovered Wen Shao and immediately complained: "Host, look at him!"

Wen Shao's face looked very ugly.

However, Mo Qi was so small now that even if he raised his neck to the highest position, he couldn't see Wen Shao's face, so he didn't notice anything wrong at all and happily walked towards Wen Shao with his short legs and something in his mouth.

Wen Shao picked up his destiny by the scruff of his neck.

The sudden flight scared Mo Qi to a standard dog bark, and he hugged the things in his arms tightly.

"What did you do?!" Wen Shao almost gritted his teeth.

Mo Qi was lifted to eye level with Wen Shao, and he could finally see his gloomy expression.

The little Zaizai tilted his head, as if wondering why Wen Shao was unhappy, and then handed the bamboo he was holding towards him like a treasure.

"Yum hoo, hoo!"

Daddy, eat!

Fortunately for his soul, Wen Shao actually understood what he meant and was not relieved at all.

What to eat, whether you want to eat the fried meat with bamboo shoots or not!

But even if Wen Shao was angry again, he couldn't do anything to such a young boy, especially since he had a face that everyone liked, so he could only sigh secretly and admit that he was unlucky.

"You're just going to watch him do it?" Wen Shao looked at Wen Bai again, "He's such a small one, don't tell me you can't stop him."

"I'm a very small one too!" Wen Baili said confidently.

Wen Shao said expressionlessly: "You have cultivation."

"...I forgot." Wen Bai shrank his neck and muttered, "And host, you don't know how fast he demolished the house. As soon as I disappeared, he chewed up the load-bearing bamboo. "

Okay, one has cultivation but no brains, and one has no cultivation and has brute strength.

Wen Shao carefully examined Mo Qi's teeth and found that although he looked small, his teeth were fully grown and very sharp. No wonder his "crime scene" was in a mess.

Judging from his love for bamboo, it seems that he has skipped the stage of feeding and went directly to the stage of chewing bamboo.

Then he wouldn't have to risk being chased by the female beast to find him milk.

This can be regarded as the comfort Wen Shao gave himself after losing his house.

Bamboo is edible, but young bamboo shoots should be loved more.

Wen Shao glanced at the confused little Zaizai, and his consciousness spread for hundreds of miles and found his target.

"嘤嘤!嘤嘤?"

Daddy! Dad?

Mo Qi, who was suddenly left behind again, was stunned and shouted eagerly. Fortunately, Wen Shao came back after a while, still holding fresh bamboo shoots in his hand.

"嘤嘤!"

Mo Qi rushed to Wen Shao's feet like a small cannon barrel.

Wen Shao smiled like a devil.

An hour later.

Wen Shao and Wen Bai were roasting the monster meat they brought back. They were burning so fiercely that the bamboos in the pile of "ruins" were being roasted, and the meat was also filled with the fragrance of bamboo.

Wen Shaowen ate happily, but Mo Qi was drooling on the side.

Not far from Wen Shao's right front, a barrier trapped Mo Qi inside. Four fresh bamboo shoots floated outside the barrier, wrapping him in all directions.

The fragrance of the bamboo shoots was pervasive, but they could only be seen but not eaten. Mo Qi was so anxious that he screamed, feeling pitiful and aggrieved.

After all, he was his own cub. Wen Shao didn't hold him for long and quickly released him. Seeing him happily holding the bamboo shoots and gnawing them, Wen Shao knelt down and preached earnestly.

"Hey..."

After a while, Zai Zai, who was eating happily, drooped his head. Wen Shao heard an acknowledgment from his cry, confirmed that it was not an illusion, and patted his head gently to comfort him.

Wen Shao guessed that maybe it was because Mo Qi had half of his blood in his body that he could be proficient in "cat language".

Regardless, it's always good to communicate.