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Chapter 1125 The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (6)

The Amnesiac Black Panther and His Poor Little Beauty (Part 6)

Song Ning was full of questions. He even guessed that the black panther might have been kept by a human before, but that human disappeared for some reason.

But obviously Black Panther couldn't speak human language to tell him the truth, so Song Ning hesitated for only a second before deciding to boil some water and eat something first.

Of all the problems in the world, none are more urgent to be solved than having enough to eat and wear.

The Type 78 water bottle he found at the labor protection store could be used as a pot, but Song Ning discovered that there was a pot inside the tin shack. He quickly built a simple campfire stove with stones, hung the water bottle on the fire with a crowbar to boil drinking water, and put two clean scoops in the pot.

When Song Ning took it out, the bloody discharge from the thawed diaper caught Black Panther's attention.

Song Ning noticed the black leopard, who had been dozing off, as soon as it got up.

He asked instinctively, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

The black panther circled him several times, its vertical pupils precisely fixed on Jingpai.

Song Ning subconsciously wondered what was going on, and then froze when she realized she was holding raw meat.

"...Do you want to eat this?"

Song Ning gasped, instinctively trying to back away, cursing under his breath.

How could he forget that the big cat in front of him was not a pet cat kept by humans, but a top predator in the animal kingdom!

As Song Ning carefully prepared to put down the dish, she saw a hint of disdain flash in the black panther's slightly blue vertical pupils.

Huh? What are you complaining about? He's still a net excretor?

Soon Song Ning found out, because Black Panther turned and left, his agile figure leaping several meters in one bound, disappearing in no time, leaving only Song Ning and Jing Pai standing in place.

"...Gone?"

What does it mean to just leave like that? In any case, it's a good thing from the current perspective; he and his net discharge have both been preserved.

Without time to think further, Song Ning got up and quickly scavenged some usable firewood nearby.

Fortunately, the sun was blazing down, and some of the dry branches were dried out completely. He then found some dry leaves and quickly started a fire with a lighter.

The amount of net waste is not small, but before the apocalypse, this amount of net waste could sell for a very good price. After the apocalypse, it is not as good as fatty or lean meat.

So when he took the whole fan, Li Dabiao didn't react much.

Song Ning calculated that he could definitely finish the meal by himself, but what would he do afterward?

Having barely survived, he carefully planned for his future.

He searched the tin shack, but it had been uninhabited for a long time, had no electricity, and no refrigerator or anything like that. But the good news was that he found a box of salt.

The top packet of salt had been opened and clearly showed signs of being licked, obviously the work of the big cat.

"That's right. I remember watching Animal World before, and they said that animals are actually very smart. They know that they need to ingest salt to survive, and they will find ways to ingest salt in various ways."

Song Ning muttered to himself, deciding to eat some of the pork ribs and then preserve the rest by salting, smoking, and air-drying.

He had never done these things before; he didn't need to before the apocalypse, and he didn't have such abundant resources after the apocalypse.

But he had a general idea in his mind. As Song Ning took down the kettle and poured some boiling water from the lid of the lunchbox on top of the kettle to cool it down, he drank the still-scalding water and felt a warm current spread from his stomach to his limbs.

A feeling called happiness was incredibly pure at that moment. Song Ning couldn't wait to take another sip, and the feeling of something in his stomach made him feel peaceful.

A rustling sound suddenly came from behind, and Song Ning's relaxed nerves immediately tensed up and she turned around.

The black panther, which had just disappeared, was slowly walking towards him with a fat sheep in its mouth.

"Boom."

The blood-soaked sheep was thrown in front of Song Ning. The black panther circled Song Ning twice, then wrapped its tail around Song Ning's wrist and tugged at it.

Song Ning asked tentatively, "You mean, this sheep is for me?"

He felt guilty asking the question, and even thought he had lost his mind to ask it.

But the next second, Black Panther nodded.

His wrist was gently patted by a warm, hard tail, as if rewarding his cleverness. Then the black panther released the tail, leaped up, and landed on the roof of the tin house, lying down to close his eyes and rest.

Song Ning stood there blankly for a while, her gaze drifting to the sheep, and it took her a long time to process the fact that 'it seems like I've been fed by the big cat instead'.

"...Never mind, let the timid starve and the bold feast."

Song Ning glanced at the sky; it would be dark in about three hours. He needed to deal with the sheep before nightfall, otherwise he wasn't sure what it might attract after dark.

The multi-tool he got from the safety store came in very handy. Since there wasn't enough time, Song Ning could only peel off the sheep's skin and fur along with the opening the black leopard had made. To his surprise, the knife was very sharp, and not much mutton came off with it.

Song Ning simply buried the sheepskin and the difficult-to-process internal organs in a pit. After burying them, he also burned some of a plant he found nearby on top of them.

This plant has a strong odor when burned, making it perfect for masking the stench of internal organs.

He cut the whole sheep into eight pieces: four legs, two ribs, the sheep's head, and the meat from the neck. Except for the sheep's head, he rubbed the rest with salt and put them in the smoke.

After roasting the sheep's head over a fire, the blackened smoke marks were scraped off with a knife and the head was thrown directly into a pot to stew.

At first, Song Ning was a little worried and muttered to himself, "What if the aroma of the stewed meat attracts some troublesome guy?" He was even thinking about how to cover up the smell of the roasted meat. If all else failed, he could slice it thinly, blanch it in soup, and then slowly gnaw on it. Just then, the black panther on the roof leaped down.

It circled the cut-up mutton once, then walked silently to Song Ning, its eyes slightly annoyed, and patted his face with its tail. The next second, it opened its mouth wide, revealing sharp fangs.

This time, Song Ning understood Black Panther's meaning much faster: "You can rest assured here, this is my territory, nothing else will dare to come over."

Song Ning never expected that the first sense of security he had felt since the apocalypse would come from a black panther. He couldn't hide his smile and said a witty remark he hadn't made in a long time, "Really? Godfather? Then I'll do it with peace of mind."

Black Panther nearly stumbled and ruined his reputation as he leaped onto the roof because of his address of "godfather," but fortunately he quickly regained his balance and was not noticed by Song Ning.

With the black leopard protecting him, Song Ning finally felt relieved and slowly began to process the extra meat and his first meal of the day.

The slow-cooked sheep's head and clear mutton soup, though seasoned only with a little salt, made Song Ning feel that this was the most delicious dinner he had eaten in more than ten years.