Cheng Mo is rarely seen Xiang Bei these days. She knew that the impending war keeps the marshal busy, but it feels like she hasn't seen Qiao Ziqiu for a long time either. The logistics and operations of the supermarkets abo the north and south supermarket were reported to her weekly by Xiao Xi, the steward by Qiao Ziqiu's side. From these reports, she could tell that the commercial development was rapid and stable, which reassures her. She had become almost like the chief designer, chief construction supervisor, and even the general contractor on the road for thousands of miles. Without the cheat device of the space, supporting her with twenty times the normal time, she would have been exhausted long ago.
The most soothing moments for her in this busy and chaotic time were when she entered the space and could hold Little Wang Zha in her arms whenever it jumped into her embrace.
Little Wang Zha was brought back by the people of Chen Village a few weeks ago when they went deep into the mountains to pick tea leaves. At that time, they didn't even have time to escape when they heard the roar of a tiger because they were face to face with a huge white tiger poking out halfway from behind a giant tree. Luckily, almost half of the village was out picking tea each time during this period, so they scrambled with their sickles, axes, and machetes and managed to kill the tiger on the spot.
Because they were so frightened at the time, they hastily made a simple stretcher out of branches and vines and pushed the dead tiger down the mountain straight to the foot of the hill. No one noticed that it was a pregnant tigress, and the roar under the tree was actually the groans of labor pains, which wouldn't harm anyone. During the journey down the mountain, no one noticed the little cub born in its final breath lying beneath its body.
When the two tigers were brought back to the village, Xiang Bei was busy preparing the tea varieties for the tea plantation at the inn in the village. Upon hearing the commotion, she rushed out to see what was happening. Under the belly of the tigress, she found the little cub, still alive but not yet opened its eyes. She didn't say anything, just reached out and gently touched the tiny body among the tangled branches and vines, then instantly brought it into the Jade Snowflake Cave and walked briskly towards the carriage parked not far away, hurrying away.
At the moment when the carriage door closed, Xiangbei swiftly entered the space and placed the little tiger cub by the side of the dry pit under the air vortex. The raindrops and mist in the vortex quickly condensed into milky essence droplets, demonstrating the tremendous energy value the little fellow brought to the space. Xiangbei inexplicably believed that it would be the first forest king in this ancient jade mountain range, so let's call it "Wang Zha."
She pierced a hole in a cleaned sheep's intestine and attached it to a bamboo tube, filled it with the milky essence from the air sea vortex, and brought it to Wang Zha's mouth. This action marked the beginning of Xiangbei's painful journey in life. The precious essence accumulated at the bottom of the dry pit on the ground was being devoured by the little one every day, just like mother's milk, quickly reaching the bottom. If it weren't for the occasional rise in between, and the growth rate had significantly increased, she estimated that she would have torn out all her hair in distress. After spending a hundred days in the Snowflake Cave, Wang Zha was thrown by Xiangbei into the deep mountains near the boundary of the dense fog. There, there were rabbits, flocks of sheep, antelopes that had migrated there early, as well as river fish and birds. Wang Zha was naturally adept at hunting and enjoyed it. However, for some reason, whenever Xiangbei entered the space, regardless of where it was before, it always leaped towards her first.
Nowadays, Wang Zha has grown to half the height of a person, so Xiangbei could no longer hold it in her arms. Instead, she stroked and scratched it from head to tail like petting a cat, while also smoothing its fur. It's truly a great stress reliever. Today, Wang Zha was particularly adorable. Not only did it constantly rub its fluffy tiger head against Xiangbei's chest, but it also lifted its head to make eye contact with her. Its rough, slightly prickly tongue softly touched her cheeks, and its throat emit a deep, hoarse sound wave vibration, reminiscent of the large golden retriever she raised in modern times. It melted Xiangbei's heart into a puddle of water, and she couldn't help but lowered her forehead to rub its ears affectionately. If Xiangbei were to look up at this moment, she would definitely see the faint golden light shimmering on Wang Zha's forehead, forming the black character "Wang" (king).
Just then, a strong sense of pressure suddenly filled the Snowflake Cave. Not only did Wang Zha suddenly recoil and tremble all over, it even leaped off the waterfall cliff in panic. Xiangbei also sensed a hint of anger in this pressure. Just as she was about to chase after to see what happened, she was forcefully pushed out of the space by a tremendous force.
Previously, when her mental strength was insufficient, she would often be ejected from the space, and afterwards she would either be unconscious or lack energy, but she had never been pushed out while fully conscious like this. Xiangbei tried to re-enter the space to see what was happening, but no matter what she did, she couldn't get in. She attempted to explore with her mental strength, but all she could see was a vast expanse of whiteness, along with a distinctly human-like feeling of extreme anger. It was too strange, and with no solution in sight, Xiangbei had no choice but to focus on the urgent task of the sunrise bay Xia Wan New City project for now.