Chapter 110

'Roar!'

'Roar!'

When Xiao Yi returned, he heard the two bears roaring from afar.

Soon he saw Heidan sprinting to his side, then glaring warily at the grass basket on his back.

Just now, Heidan had smelled a scent it disliked on Xiao Yi.

Meanwhile, the little creature inside the basket sensed the bear’s pressure and was now trembling in fear, pressing itself against Huangmao.

Huangmao, now fully awake, felt even more hopeless seeing the little lynx clinging to him.

Even Huangmao curled up its body, already imagining how they’d both die here today.

Huangmao remembered this human had raised a bear—and that bear had played a major role in destroying his home.

Xiao Yi naturally felt the little creature’s terror but merely smiled indifferently.

If it wanted to beg meals from him, how could it avoid experiencing and adapting to a bear’s pressure?

Goudan had also come over, its eyes filled with confusion.

Why did the human boss carry the scent of a lynx?

At that moment, Xiao Yi set down the basket and grabbed both the little creature and Huangmao by the scruff.

Seeing the little creature and Huangmao, Heidan and Goudan’s eyes instantly brimmed with murderous intent, ready to kill the two small things on the spot.

As for Huangmao, now pulled out by Xiao Yi, fainted again immediately.

This wasn’t one black bear—this was two black bears! There was truly no hope left; this human was terrifying.

As for the little creature, its fur instantly bristled, its eyes filled with terror.

Meanwhile, the online viewers in the livestream were left speechless—they knew Xiao Yi was doing this on purpose.

'Heidan, Goudan, show some mercy!'

'That’s right, the little lynx is still young—eat it after it grows up!'

The little lynx: '...'

'The little lynx looks so pitiful—what’s going through Huangmao and the little lynx’s minds right now?'

'Damn it, my Xiao Shen is being a monster again!'

'Can someone save this child? Big God, just be human!'

'I only thought the little lynx was cute and wanted Xiao Shen to bring it home to care for it—I forgot there were two bears lurking at home!'

'Exactly, we should’ve just let the little lynx and Huangmao go!'

'Xiao Shen brought it back himself—what’s the point of saying all this now?'

'If Goudan or Xiong Zai really eat the little lynx, should I get angry? Or should I get angry?'

But the little creature was smart enough to know who the real 'dad' here was.

Still frightened, the little lynx pressed against Xiao Yi’s leg.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi smiled faintly, finding it amusing.

Then he looked at the two black bears beside him, already poised to attack.

His expression changed instantly—he slapped each of their big heads and said:

'What are you doing? Remember: don’t harm these two little things, or I’ll break your fifth bear leg.'

I have to say, the two bears' heads are getting easier to hit with each strike.

'Roar!'

After being slapped by Xiao Yi, Heidan let out a pained roar, confused as to why Xiao Yi had hit it.

Even though Heidan still disliked the little thing, since Xiao Yi had spoken, it chose to obey.

In Heidan’s eyes, the human boss was always right, so it immediately stopped its aggressive posture.

As for Goudan, it ignored the scene entirely, then turned and walked toward the rabbit pen, letting out two roars.

'Sss! Sss! Sss!'

Goudan’s roars instantly terrified the snow rabbits in the pen.

'Damn! You scared my snow rabbits thin—I’ll peel your bear hide someday!'

Xiao Yi glared at Goudan—clearly, Goudan was still a troublemaker.

But Goudan was still somewhat dissatisfied with Xiao Yi’s words.

Goudan had smelled it—the little lynx’s scent was nearly identical to the two dead adult lynxes.

In its limited judgment, such a situation demanded total eradication.

But since Xiao Yi had spoken, Goudan dared not openly defy him, so it ran to the rabbit pen to vent its frustration.

This made life miserable for the snow rabbits inside—their psychological stress had been relentless lately.

Time flew, and another day passed.

When the sun rose again, the production team reached the thirty-ninth day of the wilderness challenge.

The little creature and the Arctic ground squirrel had now grown familiar with Xiao Yi’s camp.

The little lynx was now chasing Huangmao inside the wooden cabin, occasionally knocking over the wooden chairs Xiao Yi had built.

Yesterday, they had each slept on chairs lined with lynx fur and wolf hide.

At first, Huangmao had been terrified by the scent from the lynx and wolf hides.

But after several observations, it realized they were just dead matter, and dared to sleep on them.

The little lynx had no such concerns—it simply slept all night on the lynx fur.

The little creature sensed its mother’s scent, so it slept peacefully yesterday.

But this morning, it was unusually rowdy—clearly, the biological clocks of these two little things were much earlier than Xiao Yi’s.

Now they knew: as long as they stayed within the wooden cabin or within the human’s sight, they were absolutely safe.

Moreover, the wooden cabin was so warm—when Huangmao entered, it felt like returning to summer in the wild.

Knowing the two bears wouldn’t dare hunt them inside the cabin, the little creature and Huangmao grew bold again, regaining their usual energy.

Hearing the clattering noise, Xiao Yi woke up half-asleep, saw the two rowdy little things, and immediately understood what was happening.

He reached over to the pile of pine nuts, grabbed two.

'Swoosh!'

'Swoosh!'

After two sounds, the cabin fell completely silent—both little creatures now had small bumps on their heads.

Their eyes were watery, but they dared not make another sound, afraid of angering the demon king.

As for Huangmao, its face was even bigger now—the bump from yesterday hadn’t faded, and today it had added new injuries.

'Finally quiet!'

With no more noise, Xiao Yi fell back asleep.

Two hours remained until his usual wake-up time—thankfully, his sleep disorder was improving.

Otherwise, he’d have thrown these two little things out and let the two bears play with them.

Watching this, the livestream audience grew increasingly amazed at Xiao Yi’s throwing technique.

Many departments at the National Sports Center had long been paying attention to Xiao Yi.

Some leaders at the center were even considering recruiting Xiao Yi into the national team.

At least the heads of weightlifting, freestyle fighting, and archery had already brought this up to headquarters.

They believed that with just six months of systematic training, Xiao Yi could win gold medals in weightlifting, freestyle fighting, javelin, and other events.

As for archery, many believed Xiao Yi had exceptional talent due to his stone-throwing skill.

After all, both require some elusive perception—or precise judgment of external factors like wind speed.

This point matters greatly: effort can make you a professional, but talent plus effort equals champion.