Chapter 2598: Fantastic Beasts in the Garden 05

Amu didn't think much about it, his attention returned to the little white lion, and he crouched down, wanting to pet it.

"Little cutie, how did you come here? Come, let big brother pet you…"

Jin Chen obviously wasn't having it, nimbly dodging his hand, while his heart twitched slightly.

He had just noticed that the alpaca's spit seemed to contain extremely faint spiritual energy.

Although the amount was pitifully small, it might still be somewhat beneficial to ordinary people.

He quietly noted this; it might come in handy later.

Next, the little white lion pushed off with its hind legs, lightly leaping onto the alpaca's drooping head, holding its head high and chest out, full of vigor.

"Roar!"

"From today on, call me White Lion Great King."

Tu Bao wasn't angry either, continuing to chew, chew, chew, responding slowly.

"But we already have a Tiger King in the zoo."

Jin Chen knew it was referring to the protagonist attacking Tiger Valley, but that didn't matter.

Jin Chen didn't care at all, still pressing his paws into the alpaca's fluffy head, saying, "I'm stronger than him."

Tu Bao chewed even slower, his eyes showing honest doubt: "You need to grow a bit bigger first."

"You're too small; a Tiger King like that could swallow you whole in one bite."

"Jin Chen: '…'"

"Damn size discrimination!"

"The dignity of the ancient Yao King was challenged."

Jin Chen decided to regain his majesty, standing on the alpaca's head, taking a deep breath, mobilizing his inner power, and letting out a roar imbued with awe.

"Roar——"

"However… the expected surge of monster power did not appear."

Jin Chen froze, then remembered his monster power was still sealed; he could only barely mobilize the spiritual pressure originating from his essence.

But even so, the aura surpassing all beings was already enough to shock these animals that had just awakened their spiritual intellect.

Tu Bao trembled all over, his four legs going limp, almost directly shaking the little white lion off his head.

It froze in place, not moving for several seconds.

Amu beside him felt nothing unusual, only thinking the little lion's shout was full of vigor, and he chuckled, praising: "Oh, that was truly mighty! He'll definitely have a big voice in the future!"

"Tu Bao: '…'"

It silently swallowed the carrot in its mouth.

It made the sound of its own species.

"Grass Mud Horse."

At that moment, a flock of little pigeons happened to fly past overhead in the park, their chirping sounds coming through.

"Goo-goo-goo!"

"Tu Bao's being bullied, haha!"

"Quick, look!"

"Tu Bao: '…' feeling even more dejected."

The little white lion looked up at the crowd of pigeons watching the spectacle, not minding the fuss, continued to sit steadily on the alpaca's head, and flicked the alpaca's ear with the tip of its tail.

"Come on, lead the way, let's go find Tiger Valley!"

Tu Bao was startled, stopping his chewing: "You're going to be an appetizer for the Tiger Great King? That's not okay; the director seems to like you."

The little white lion let out another low growl, patting its head with his paws.

A trace of extremely faint spiritual power seeped through.

Just a little bit, and Tu Bao felt his whole body comfortably exaggerated.

"So comfortable!"

Tu Bao unprincipledly changed his stance, again uttering his species' lament, but this time pleasantly: "Grass Mud Horse!"

Then it waddled over, actively trotting toward the Tiger Garden.

Amu stood aside, eyes wide, watching the alpaca carry the little white lion faster and faster, unable to help shouting: "No wonder it's a little lion… now it has a mount! Hey hey hey! Where are you guys going?"

"Tu Bao! Stop!"

Not far away, Xiao Bai Rengdong, who was listening to Da Niu's report, was also drawn by the commotion; looking over, he saw the snowball-like little white lion, majestic and spirited, riding on the alpaca's back, its little tail occasionally flicking, as if urging them on.

Meanwhile, the usually slow and somewhat dull alpaca Tu Bao was now running like the wind, its curly hair fluttering in the breeze.

"'Running really fast!' Da Niu looked at the alpaca leaving dust behind, and sighed innocently."

"Xiao Bai Rengdong: '…' Here we go again."

The animals were too smart and harmonious; the staff's filters were so thick that even after running eight hundred meters out, they could still automatically beautify any abnormality—a mindless indulgence of daily pampering.

But this time, his gaze fell on that white little figure, seeing its smug, lively look, as if it were a small model ready to conquer the world.

Xiao Bai Rengdong couldn't help but tilt his head and smile gently.

"Indeed, cute and smart."

"—"

Outside the Tiger Garden, the alpaca Tu Bao carried the little white lion Jin Chen, jogging all the way there.

But all they saw were two keepers frantically pacing, scratching their heads at the empty Tiger Garden.

"'What do we do? It's barely morning, and it's already gone?'"

"'The cage door was locked tight! What about the monitoring? Have you checked?'"

"'We looked and looked, didn't see it come out—how strange!'"

"Should we quickly call the director? This is no small matter!"

The alpaca perked up its ears, slowly chewing the remaining grass in its mouth, and moved a bit closer.

The little white lion on its back also narrowed its golden beast eyes, carefully listening to the humans' conversation.

It turned out he wasn't unlucky to arrive; that big tiger had broken out of jail and wasn't staying in the tiger enclosure at all.

Tuobao turned its long neck, looking at the little white lion on its back, momentarily unsure how to address this truly mini big shot.

"Big...... small, small...... big......"

Jin Chen: "?"

He raised his paw and tapped the alpaca's head, neither too light nor too heavy.

Tuobao was startled by the pat, finally settled on a title, and tentatively tried, "...... Little Great King?"

What kind of weird title is that? Jin Chen flicked his tail in disdain, let out a low growl, "Call me big brother!"

Tuobao went along with it, "Big brother, can I sit on your back? Give me a bit of spiritual power."

Jin Chen: "......"

The little white lion was speechless, but still sent over a tiny trace of spiritual power.

Tuobao felt so comfortable that its whole body shuddered, letting out a satisfied sigh.

The two keepers, sweating with anxiety, finally noticed the uninvited guest over here.

"Huh? Isn't that the little lion the director brought back yesterday?"

"How is it riding on Tuobao's back? What's going on?"

"Good heavens, this is too adorable!"

The two were charmed by this miraculous combo, temporarily forgetting their worries, and came over wanting to pet the little white lion's fluffy head, "Little guy, how did you end up here? Did you also fail to find the big tiger?"

Jin Chen nimbly tilted his head to avoid their hands trying to rub him.

He lifted his head, let out another roar at them, then raised a front paw, pointing toward the left side of the park, while his tail flicked the alpaca's butt without ceremony.

Tuobao immediately understood, stretched its neck and let out a "grass mud horse" cry, then trotted off in that direction carrying the little white lion.

The two keepers looked at each other.

"It...... it's giving directions?"

"Seems so, and it's pointing quite definitively!"

"Shall we follow and see? Just in case!"

Although they thought it was absurd, with the mindset of trying a dead horse as a living horse doctor, they still hurried after.

Outside the fox enclosure's fence, the scene was somewhat unexpected.

They had spent half an hour looking for the domineering Northeast Tiger in Tiger Valley, and there it lay, calmly sprawled on the outskirts of the fox enclosure, its massive body hunched, its mighty head straining to peer into the fox enclosure, its thick long tail tip occasionally twitching.

The little white lion straightened up a bit on the alpaca's back, a flicker of disdain flashing in its beast eyes, and pressed its paw onto Tuobao's back.

"A low growl...... lewd monster."

The macaw named Duo Ge, who had flown over to watch the excitement, perched on a branch and started shouting.

"Lewd monster! Lewd monster! Peeking! Lewd monster!"

What it said was proper human speech, clear and well-articulated.

One of the two keepers following behind couldn't hold back, let out a puff of laughter, then hastily covered his mouth.

Tiger Valley: "!"

It suddenly turned its head, its massive body nearing two meters exuding immense pressure; compared to the little white lion that still needed an alpaca as a mount, it was simply the difference between a colossus and a tiny pouch.

Tiger Valley was in its prime, muscles strong, fur bright and vivid; its agitated low roar carried the king of beasts' intimidation, making the air hum.

The alpaca Tuobao was frightened by this close-range roar, its fur standing on end.

It instinctively set the new big brother on its back onto the ground, all the while shouting "grass mud horse" in panic and turning its head to dash out of sight.