Caesar of the Primordial Beast World

Caesar is not good at healing, although this is not good at relative to his other abilities, but no matter how powerful he was in the past, he is still just a little kitten in the early stage of Qi refining.

So the treatment he gave Tai Lun was really only the continuous upper spine.

He didn't completely heal Tai Lun's injury, nor did he restore Tai Lun's physical fitness to its best.

Fortunately, food is the most abundant on the Felida Grassland now, and Tai Lun also has rich experience in how to obtain food when he is weak.

He has largely recovered.

So when Eve finally came back with the vomit grass, she saw several carcasses of yellow cattle piled up under the tree from a distance, and some bastards who loved to pick up leaks even divided them into several circles, gnawing on the remaining flesh and blood. .

Some would even chew the bones and eat them, while others laughed at the internal organs that the Pads picked on.

It stinks all over the place.

And smells worse than the stuff that comes out after the flesh and blood are gradually rotting and the internal organs are ruptured...

With a pinch of vomit grass in her mouth, Eve raised her head eeriely. Sure enough, some damn voyeur is getting fed up with her baby Caesar!

Eve became anxious, and she ran faster and faster. After the distance was almost the same, she kicked her hind legs vigorously. Her strong jumping ability allowed her to jump to a height of at least eight meters. At the same time, her two front legs slightly retracted, Embracing the youngest son, he knocked his head forward, and then the impact of the jump directly knocked Tai Lun into the air.

At this height, if it really falls, the group of leak-picking guys below will have another fresh food.

However, Tai Lun is Tai Lun after all, he has the ability to hunt four cattle (including an adult male) in a row for his young son, and he naturally has a way to deal with the sudden appearance of females.

Twisting his waist, turning his body, and hooking his tail lightly, he landed on the tree again.

It was still the same tree, but the one with Caesar Eve was not a branch.

After approaching the Pads cub and being found, he still ran with his tail between his legs. This is the biggest challenge to the big cat mother.

Eve's eyes became more and more sinister, she would never let this damn old guy have a good time!

However, the most important thing at present is to ensure that the baby's belly will not be burst.

Eve resisted the urge to drive Tyron away, she put the vomit grass in front of Caesar: "Eat it, hurry up, eat it up quickly."

...Does Pads still eat grass?

Caesar once simply classified Pads as a leopard, or a mortal beast without spiritual power, but after Eve popularized the three stages of Pads' teeth replacement for him, he knew that a mortal beast might be a mortal beast, but It's not the leopard he knows, it can only be said to be a similar species.

But Caesar always thought that Pads was also a pure carnivore, so he didn't?

To be honest, with such a handful of weeds covered in Eve's saliva, Caesar really has no desire to eat.

But Eve was in such a hurry, and ran so fast that even her light golden eyes were covered with red threads...

Caesar lowered his head, barely resisting the desire to vomit, and took three bites in a row.

The smell is very disgusting. Caesar, whose body has just been strengthened with the energy of four and a half scalpers, needs a strong will to hold it back.

Caesar didn't eat any more after taking three mouthfuls, and Eve didn't force him, but just watched and waited.

She was waiting for Caesar to spit out the food she had eaten earlier.

But Caesar just doesn't vomit!

If Eve hadn't been so sure that the taste left in her mouth still made her want to vomit, she would have wondered if she had picked the wrong grass!

But it's impossible. For big cats, things like vomit grass are not a normal food that they eat every day, but they must eat a little bit of it every once in a while, so as to smoothly expel the hairballs in their stomachs.

Among other things, it was very difficult for Eve to come back with such a mouthful of grass. She almost stopped and vomited several times.

Absolutely impossible to pick a mistake!

But Caesar just doesn't vomit!

—Why doesn't he vomit?

The big cat mother was very puzzled and was thinking very hard.

But after all, she is only a primitive species, and the thinking power brought to her by Caesar is only the most recent thing.

Eve couldn't figure it out, just like she couldn't figure out why Caesar could grow stronger than Primo and Edith just by basking in the sun and the moon in the trees.

——If you can’t understand the problem, can you just practice it?

Eve hesitated, and she glanced at the vomit grass.

Thanks to the blessing of taking it back with her own mouth, and the previous experience of measuring the size of the children with her mouth, Eve is very sure that she can eat as much vomit grass as the youngest child just ate, but...

She turned her head and glanced to the side, and under the tree.

Beside him is an old peeping tom with a dead skin and a face who refuses to go around. The cattle under the tree are basically eaten up, only a few bits and pieces of bones that are not easy to be crushed remain. Some, like vultures, were greedy and didn't have the ability to crush and eat those bones, so they were still lingering, refusing to leave.

Ordinary vomit grass will not make big cats lose their combat effectiveness, these vomit grass is probably not ordinary!

Eve is a little annoyed.

She couldn't lose her fighting power, and she was afraid that something terrible would happen if the youngest son couldn't spit out the contents of his stomach.

At this time, Tai Lun actually quietly advanced a little towards them.

Eve turned her head sharply, glaring.

Then she suddenly got a good idea.

So Tai Lun got the first gift from a female in more than ten years, a pinch of grass.

"Vomit grass? I just ate it the day before yesterday, so I don't need to eat it for now!"

As Tai Lun said this, he was a little reserved, a little arrogant, and a little hot, impatiently thinking, if this female invites her to live with her, should she agree or agree or agree?

The females are fierce, and while there is no rumor that they are so hungry that they eat the males, there is no doubt that no adult male wants to live with an adult female.

Even in the breeding season, the Pades went their separate ways immediately after finishing their work.

This is a very wary race. Even mothers and children, after going out independently as adults, look at each other from a distance, or when they have enough food, throwing a little to each other from a distance is already the greatest kindness.

But Tyron was clearly a freak.

He has no desire to live with females, but is willing to endure for cubs.

Maybe, maybe, if Caesar and the others were independent, and he was not old enough to drag the children down, maybe they could go for a walk together?

Tai Lun felt that a caring baby like Caesar, who would touch his head to his head and eat on a prey, would accept to go for a walk with him.

He can teach him a lot, he can let him know how to survive better.

Of course, it would be great if we can live together and cultivate a tacit understanding from now on~(≧▽≦)/~Tai Lun’s thinking is really beautiful.

Eve ruthlessly breaks his dream:

"I just ate it the day before yesterday, so let's eat it. Caesar ate so much just now, but he knows he hasn't vomited yet!"

Tai Lun looked at Caesar:

"No way? Even if it's an adult male, a mouthful of vomit grass is enough to spit out all the hairballs in his stomach..."

The effect of vomit grass is very strong. If you can’t accurately grasp the amount you need, you can make the cat spit out all the food in the stomach and still spit out the digestive juice. There is wood!

When Tai Lun just became independent, because he was still growing——

Padesia will be kicked out to be independent when he becomes an adult, usually around one and a half to two years old, and no more than two and a half years old at the latest, but Padesia's body can grow until he is four years old, and his sexual development is fully mature. It didn’t stop until time—during this period, the amount of vomit grass was different almost every time. If there was less, the hairballs in the stomach would not be vomited out. decline.

Many Padesias can suffer enough in this matter as adults, and many Padesias will fail to develop to the most perfect and strong state because they fail to get food in time after vomiting, and a little more unlucky Yes, they may even starve to death because they are too weak to hunt food, or become food for other predators.

Tyron is a little better than the average Pads. His evolutionary mother taught them to store food as much as possible just in case. This kind of weakness after eating the vomit grass is also in the situation that she specially reminded of preventive measures. This may be It is also why Tyron and his brothers and sisters are particularly strong.

Tai Lun originally planned to teach Caesar this experience.

Didn't expect to discover Caesar's strong immunity to vomit grass before this?

To be honest, this is actually not a good thing.

Big cats will eat some fur for various reasons, accidentally eat it when they lick for their cubs, accidentally swallow it when tearing animal fur, and even when there is not enough food, even the prey He was reluctant to throw away his skin, and he had no ability to remove hair, so he swallowed the whole piece of fur...

But the big cats don't have the function to digest these hairs.

If it keeps accumulating in the stomach, one day it will not be able to eat other food, and it will starve to death!

Vomit grass is an unpalatable, but very necessary thing.

It's good to be strong enough to resist the weak state after vomiting, but strong enough to be completely immune to vomiting weed?

Taryn was deeply worried.

He could only hope that Eve picked the wrong grass, and he was too old to smell the wrong smell of vomit grass.

Lowering his head and gulping it down, Tai Lun wanted to prove that it wasn't vomiting grass, but the fact was that he only took two bites, about [-]% to [-]% of what Caesar had eaten, and then vomited!

The yellow beef that I just ate, the chunks of meat that haven't been digested much, mixed with the smell of Pads' digestive juice, fell down in big lumps, and then...

Eaten by the guys who were still reluctant to leave o(╯□╰)o Nishizawa's stomach, which had been soothed with great difficulty, began to overwhelm again. Fortunately, fortunately, he still held back and did not vomit.

Although there is not much in his stomach (it has been broken down into various energies to strengthen his body), Caesar does not want to spit it out even if it is just digestive juices, and let other things eat in front of him... …