Chapter 721 - 34: My Tigers Are Almost Grown Up (Part 2)
Tiger Second’s size is similar to Tiger Third’s, but the three Saw-toothed Tigers have distinctly different personalities.
Tiger First, although the largest, has become increasingly steady as it grows.
It’s very smart; commands taught by Chen Zhou and Paul are mastered after only a few repetitions, and its obedience is excellent. Except for occasionally defying orders to fight over food, it rarely shows any signs of stubbornness.
As for Tiger Second, it can learn commands but is less obedient. When it’s in a good mood, it listens more, hesitating a bit after hearing a command before obeying it. When it’s in a bad mood, it acts on its own whims.
When taking it hunting in the wild, if it hasn’t had enough fun and doesn’t want to go home after a hunt, Paul’s calls are useless. Chen Zhou has to put on a stern face and call it angrily for it to grudgingly run back.
Compared to the two older brothers, Tiger Third has a more moderate personality; neither overly obedient nor too rebellious. It’s just not very smart, learning slowly, but once it does, its obedience surpasses even Tiger First.
Among the three Saw-toothed Tigers, Tiger First, with its large size and majestic appearance, is undoubtedly the most favored, followed by Tiger Second—
Outsiders may dislike "naughty kids," but in the eyes of indulgent elders, lively and playful behavior has its unique charm.
Though Tiger Second’s stubbornness can be a headache, it can be more affectionate than its siblings when it wants to be. It especially likes to stick close to Paul, making a low "mooing" roar and using its big paws to hug Paul’s leg, trying hard to push its head between Paul’s legs.
If not for Paul’s tall stature and heavier-than-average weight, he’d surely be knocked over by this fellow.
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The regularity of human life has long taught the clever Saw-toothed Tigers the daily routine.
Seeing Chen Zhou rise, the three little ones get lively—
If both Chen Zhou and Paul are awake, they can go out with them, and going out means food, which is perfect for growing bodies; the little ones can eat a lot.
Opening its mouth, Tiger First greets Paul with a sneeze-like sound, then walks to the campfire, glances at the pot on the ground, and obediently lies down.
Tiger Second rushes to Paul’s side, burrowing into his embrace. After Paul pets it a couple of times, it suddenly flips over, showing its belly as if asking for more affection.
But before waiting for Paul to touch its belly, it springs up as if with a spring and starts running wildly around the temporary camp.
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"This wild kid."
Chen Zhou shakes his head helplessly, rolls up the deerskin blanket, and begins checking the equipment.
The long spear tip made with a shuriken was only recently remade with a suitable stick—
From the grassland to the tundra, you barely encounter trees taller than 1m. Finding this stick was indeed a challenge.
Compared to the previous spear, the new one is of lower quality. Without sturdy wood or time to tan hide for straps, Chen Zhou hardly uses the new spear when hunting, nor the bow and arrow—
His strength is too great, shooting medium-sized prey would often pierce right through, leaving the long arrow embedded in the soil, sometimes bad luck has it striking buried stones underground.
Although the bow and arrows from the Brown Armored Man are quite good, such treatment can’t be tolerated.
Every arrow in his quiver is extremely precious; Chen Zhou doesn’t want to use any for hunting. After memorizing the feel of the bow and arrows, he stopped using them.
If the hunting distance is far, he’ll take the Three-headed Saw-toothed Tiger to surround the prey, allowing the Saw-toothed Tigers to create enough pressure, forcing the prey closer to him.
Once close enough, he can choose to use shurikens or sharpened stone edges to end it.
When hunting slower, clumsy prey, he directly pulls out the Hand Axe.
Food is scarce in the tundra; large carnivores are hardly distributed here, making him nearly unbeatable with the Sharp Axe. As long as the prey can’t run, there’s no escaping his grasp in close combat.
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After checking his equipment, Chen Zhou and Paul routinely take separate actions.
As the three Serrated Tiger Cubs gradually grow up, they increasingly exhibit their ferocious roles.
Though they can’t talk, lacking a mother’s guidance to learn Saw-toothed Tiger hunting techniques, human wisdom compensates for many deficiencies.
Often, the hunt doesn’t require Saw-toothed Tiger participation; once they locate the prey, humans take care of it.
Of course, occasionally the prey is too agile, making it difficult to chase. When that happens, the Saw-toothed Tigers can lend a hand, even just standing in the path and roaring can frighten the prey, increasing the chance of a kill.
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Chen Zhou’s solo combat ability is strong; bringing the Saw-toothed Tiger isn’t for help but to tire out the little ones.
Paul, on the other hand, relies quite a bit on the Three-headed Saw-toothed Tiger. When he takes them out, his hunting efficiency improves significantly, and he’s the one who puts in time and effort to train them.
Due to Paul’s consistent use of Russian for commands, the Saw-toothed Tigers growing up can only understand Russian; when Chen Zhou occasionally speaks Chinese, they’re always puzzled.
But Chen Zhou doesn’t mind. His feelings toward the Saw-toothed Tigers aren’t akin to a hunter toward hounds; he merely views them as pets or special companions.
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This outing, Chen Zhou chose Tiger Third, while Paul took Tiger First and Tiger Second.
One heads south, the other north, one carrying a spear, the other holding a Wooden Spear, both delving deep into the tundra for prey.
The tundra terrain has less variation than the grassland; the ground is covered with gray-green moss, beneath which is either icy swamp soil or hard rock. The plant types are very singular, virtually only mosses and lichens.
Here, every distance walked reveals reflective water surfaces and low shrubs growing by the water. Chen Zhou and Paul rely on these for fuel.
Among them is a small conifer with resilient roots, particularly burn-resistant, its burn duration even surpasses poor-quality brown coal.
Whenever they see such a tree, they uproot it, cut the branches, and keep the roots to carry along.
It’s akin to the tundra’s coal, essential to have reserves or the campfire’s consumption would be unmet, making tundra nights unbearable.
Not only are the plants singular on the tundra, but animals are scarce too, the largest being Mammoths and Great Horned Deer, but the most abundant is a palm-sized rodent.
Between the mammoths weighing several tons and rodents under a kilogram, there are only a few medium-small sized animals, which serve as Chen Zhou and Paul’s main food source.
It’s not that Chen Zhou and Paul can’t hunt Great Horned Deer, but they’re too rare.
After traveling for over ten days, they’ve only seen deer twice, both while on the move, far from reach with no time or energy to approach for hunting.
If it were the Mammoth Grassland, with abundant and varied animal groups, the two wouldn’t need separate actions to succeed.
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As the primary hunter, Chen Zhou naturally took on more responsibility; Paul headed south, he went north.
The further north, the more desolate and colder it gets, with fewer active animals. If Paul went north, he’d typically return empty-handed, only Chen Zhou’s keener senses could detect traces left by northern prey and complete the hunt.
Carrying the spear and walking, Chen Zhou occasionally looks back at Tiger Third—
This little one is as well-behaved as ever, never runs around, following closely, neither overly excited nor distracted by rodents on the tundra.
It’s always worry-free to accompany it; despite its young age, it’s truly sensible.