Chapter 240: Night of Feeding the Tiger

Just before entering the laboratory, Henry didn't forget the little tiger in his hand that was hungry. He first put Katie down, and the little guy, who was in a new place, was curiously exploring this dark and desolate world, temporarily forgetting that it was still hungry.

...Perhaps this little guy was following its instinct, looking for something to eat.

Anyway, Henry still didn't quite understand the thoughts of this little tiger. He could only roughly know messages like hungry, defecated, etc.

Using super senses to lock onto a desert rabbit not far away, Henry caught it. After twisting it to death, he placed it in front of Katie.

The reason for not removing the internal organs and cooking them before feeding them to Katie, this little tiger, was because raw meat and internal organs also contained nutrients that top predators like tigers needed. This was something that couldn't be obtained after skinning, bleeding, and cooking the rabbit.

Even if the raw meat was frozen and then thawed, these components would be destroyed quite a bit. Not to mention that this meat was processed for humans after bleeding.

This was the result of Henry checking the books after feeding it with cooked meat for a period of time and feeling that the little tiger's performance was a bit wrong. Otherwise, why are they carnivores, not omnivores like dogs, who can eat anything?

The whole rabbit was not processed and fed directly to Katie. With the instinct of a tiger, it would naturally know where to bite and eat the parts that could supplement the nutrients it needed.

And not catching it alive and letting the little tiger practice how to hunt animals, the reason was very obvious. Adult tigers acting like dogs and acting like spoiled brats, such actions were already terrifying enough for ordinary people, and if they retained the nature of hunting, this would be a disaster.

Henry didn't plan to release Katie into the wild, he was still waiting for the tiger bones and tiger penis after it died of natural causes. It wouldn't be a big problem if it died of natural causes earlier, but it had to be an adult.

──The little tiger gnawing on the rabbit felt a chill down its spine!──

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Because not every carbon-based life form living in the city necessarily has the knowledge or methods to avoid a tiger. If Katie were to become accustomed to active hunting—finding food whenever she was hungry—the consequences would be almost unimaginable.

So, it is better to just feed her obediently. Being fed is quite good, too.

Henry had already checked: although California during this period had no laws restricting the keeping of specific types of animals, if a kept animal were to injure a person or someone else's pet, the owner would still bear joint liability.

Only for endangered protected species does American law have clauses prohibiting their sale and possession.

As for which animals are endangered protected species, there is a list that clearly specifies them. It is not something that conservationists can just decide on a whim. Tigers are not among them.

In short, the mere rabbit was quickly gnawed away by Katie. Even though the rabbit was not large, it still left the little tiger with blood all over her face.

Although the fur was chewed into tatters, she actually did not eat much; Katie mainly picked out the meat. The rabbit's internal organs remained largely intact, with only the heart eaten and a small piece bitten off the liver; the rest remained mostly whole.

However, judging by Katie's unsatisfied expression, the portion of this little rabbit was likely not enough.

With no other choice, he happened to hear the movement of a fox nearby. Henry grabbed it, treated it the same way, twisted it to death, and threw it in front of Katie.

With Henry's methods, the fox's fur remained intact. But if one wanted to skin and use it, it would have to go through tanning, tawing, and other leather-making steps; otherwise, it would not only be difficult to preserve but also prone to insects. Henry was too lazy to bother, so he simply threw the whole fox to Katie to gnaw on.

As for how to tell if she is full, it is also very simple. When Katie starts to play with her food, it likely means she cannot eat any more or does not want to eat anymore.

Playing with food is a bad habit, whether for humans or animals. It represents a lack of respect for life.

Eating is for the sake of sustaining one's own life; but playing with it is another matter entirely. That is why people emphasize not being wasteful.

If a carnivorous animal has such behavior, it is possible to cultivate a vicious habit of killing without eating. Rather than gambling on whether Katie will transfer such behavior to humans, it is better to nip such behavior in the bud from the start.

Therefore, as soon as he sees Katie start to play with her food, Henry will take it away, regardless of whether she still wants to continue eating.

This has made the little tiger quite protective of her food; seeing something to eat, she finishes the edible parts as quickly as possible, leaving the inedible parts for the "poop-scooper" to handle...

Just as Katie was gnawing on the dead fox, Henry, who was waiting nearby, looked up at the sky.

In this wilderness without light pollution, one can see an unimaginably beautiful starry night on a moonless night. Coupled with a Kryptonian's vision, the stars in the sky are colorful, not just a uniform white light.

In this rare moment of calm, Henry emptied himself, letting his super-brain, which was thinking at every moment, temporarily set aside all thoughts to enjoy a moment of tranquility.

The wind on the wilderness brought the subtle sounds of the surroundings to Henry. The friction of flying sand and stones, the noisy sounds of small animals venturing out to forage in the dark, and the courtship signals emitted by animals in heat.

These noises, which should have been incomprehensible and meaningless, unexpectedly gave Henry a sense of integration at this moment. It was as if everything was one, coordinated and balanced.

The super-brain, which had been empty, seemed to break through the human body's limiter at this instant and began to operate at high speed. It made Henry feel as if he had a fever; the temperature of his brain exceeded normal body temperature and continued to soar.

This was different from the painful situation of super-brain overload caused by collecting too much external information through super-senses and trying to identify each one. This was a very fresh stimulus.

Just like Henry, who had already learned more than thirty official languages of various countries and recently intended to decipher tiger language, this super-brain was attempting to decipher this world.

Why he entered this state, Henry did not know. He only knew that in the dark, he seemed to see a thread; as long as he followed this thread, perhaps he could explore something.

Is this something a Kryptonian or Superman can do? Henry, who had never been a Kryptonian before, could not answer. Superman was merely a character in comics to him; as long as the comics, animations, or movies did not mention it, he naturally did not know.

But does not saying or mentioning it mean it does not exist?

Realizing that there was no precedent for his current situation, Henry simply let his intuition take over and allowed his body to follow its instincts.

So at this moment, he unconsciously used his flight ability and floated into mid-air. He sat cross-legged, with his five centers facing the sky.

The top of his head bloomed with purple, his brow center emitted blue, his throat showed cyan, his chest had green, above his navel appeared yellow, his crotch area glowed orange, and there was a point of red light at his perineum, responding to the world with this body.

Until he was silently enveloped into the Mirror Dimension by someone, severing his connection with reality.