ow!
Um-hmm!
The little wolf pups cried out feebly.
Charcoal heard strange sounds coming from the birthing room, and, with Mizzle's painful howling now gone, couldn't suppress his curiosity. He sneakily peeped into the birthing room.
His eyes, already round, were now wide with shock, making him look even more foolish.
In Mizzle's embrace, there seed to be several dark little creatures wriggling about.
Mizzle gave Charcoal a glare and bared her teeth, but being weak after giving birth, she lacked the strength to growl at him.
Charcoal quickly ducked his head and tiptoed away, his steps much lighter, while the scene he had just witnessed replayed in his mind. Enjoy exclusive chapters from My Virtual Library Empire
I have children?
Being a father for the first ti, he felt more panic than joy, sowhat at a loss.
Gazing blankly, he coiled up in a corner to ponder over his wolf life.
...
Fang Ye witnessed the birth of the little wolf pups, and amidst his joy, he also heard the system's prompt.
"Ding! Under the ticulous care of the animal keepers, the zoo has welcod new life.
New life represents the continuation of a species, it represents the future and hope, and that is sothing to be celebrated. Congratulations, host, you've received a newborn gift package*1!"
Fang Ye didn't even think before opening the gift package!
He felt elated, which might just add so luck to his package opening.
"Congratulations, host, you've received 50,000 green-leaf coins!
Congratulations, host, you've received a black panther!"
Fang Ye suddenly felt a thrill of surprise rush to his head: "Holy shit, a black panther?"
He had been thinking about introducing a black panther to the leopard exhibit he planned to build later!
Many people have the misconception that, like the different subspecies of tigers, such as the Amur tiger, Bengal tiger, and South China tiger, the black panther is a subspecies of leopards!
In fact, the black panther is not a separate subspecies, but a color morph of the leopard. The fur is not completely black, and under sunlight, if you look closely, you can see the leopard's rosette patterns.
That is to say, a black panther is actually a black individual within the leopard population, quite similar to the white Bengal tiger.
However, compared to white tigers, the chance of black individuals occurring in leopards is much greater.
In the wild, white tigers lack protective coloring, making them very vulnerable; failing to hunt for food, they starve to death and thereby cannot pass on their genes.
Conversely, black panthers' concealnt level is on par with that of normally colored ones. In dense jungles where large trees blot out the sky, shadows abound; black panthers can easily hide, and are even harder to detect at night.
Their dark fur aids the black panthers in hunting within the jungle, so this unique color gene can be fairly stably passed on to their offspring. Hence, the proportion of black panthers in the leopard population is quite high—at around 11%, especially those living in jungle environnts.
The proportion of lanism is highest among jaguars living in tropical rainforests.
The black panther Fang Ye obtained from the package is the jaguar, also known as the 'tigre aricano,' and is the third largest feline in the world. They boast a burly physique, well-developed muscles, and short but sturdy limbs.
The singularly nad leopard usually refers to the spotted leopard, also called a golden leopard, which can be easily confused with the jaguar.
Actually, they're quite distinguishable; the rosettes of the leopard are smaller, while those of the jaguar are much larger and even have small spots within them.
Now he has to consider building an exhibit for the jaguar!
...
Two days passed.
During these two days, Mizzle stayed inside the birthing room, with her main activities being nursing the little wolf pups and licking them clean.
The newly born pups barely had any fur; their ability to retain heat was poor, so they needed the mother wolf to constantly lick them to keep them warm and clean, which helped stimulate their digestion and excretion.
Fang Ye and the others observed through monitoring; if Mizzle's milk was insufficient or her maternal instincts were not strong and she wasn't actively licking the wolf cubs' fur or feeding them, they would consider taking the cubs out for artificial feeding.
However, it seed that although Mizzle was a first-ti mother, she was doing quite well in all aspects!
At first, she was a bit clumsy and uncomfortable with feeding, but she gradually got used to it, and any cub that couldn't find a "milk station" would be carried into her embrace.
The wolf cubs' eyes couldn't even open, and their limbs lacked strength; they relied solely on touch to seek milk and still needed their mother's help to move.
Now that Mizzle had the capability, they let her take care of the children herself.
The wolf cubs spent most of their ti resting!
Due to their poor thermoregulation, most of the ti the four cubs huddled together for warmth, bodies pressed against bodies, heads nestled against heads as they rested and slept, occasionally whimpering faintly.
After feeding, they would beco a bit more active and wriggle about on the ground, at which point Mizzle would pick up the unsettled cubs and bring them back.
After giving birth, Mizzle also needed to eat to replenish her energy. Before labor, Charcoal had placed a bone with at by the door to the birthing room and had eaten it; when Charcoal discovered this, he diligently kept bringing more at to Mizzle.
While bringing at to Mizzle, he would sneak quick glances into the birthing room, as if he were a thief!
He checked on Mizzle's condition and saw his own children.
Mizzle, having eaten the at, was more energetic and would bare her teeth and growl softly at Charcoal as a warning, preventing him from peeking inside.
After being scared a few tis, Mizzle saw that he always brought at and, after all, he was her familiar husband; her wariness gradually diminished.
Although Mizzle didn't let Charcoal enter the birthing room, she tolerated him taking a quick look from the doorway.
With Mizzle's tacit approval, Charcoal's visits gradually increased.
After each visit, he would excitedly pace back and forth outside for a long ti, moving light-footedly and making the keepers who observed through the caras chuckle.
He looked completely like a new father, young and inexperienced.
Mizzle was a bit more mature.
Previously, to minimize disturbance to Mizzle, they had prepared enough at for her to last two days after giving birth.
The at was now all eaten, and Fang Ye planned to personally go over.
…
Carrying a bucket of at, he arrived in front of the birthing room.
At the sound of movent, Charcoal, who had been lying on the ground, imdiately pricked up his ears and ran to the door, adopting a defensive and protective stance!
He pursed his lips, his face set in a stern expression.
Who's there?
If anyone were to approach Mizzle at this ti, he would surely bite them fiercely without hesitation.
Fang Ye squatted down and smiled at Charcoal, "Charcoal, it's ."
Charcoal's eyes lit up, it was the boss!
His tail began to wag gently, and his gaze relaxed significantly.
But then he tilted his head, looking at Fang Ye as if pondering sothing, hesitated for a mont, and then stopped wagging his tail.
He stared straight at Fang Ye and gave a low bark, seeming to warn him.
Even if you are the boss, you can't co near my wife!
Fang Ye smiled and maintained eye contact with Charcoal!
After watching Fang Ye for a while, Charcoal, like a child who had done sothing wrong, guiltily lowered his head.
He felt an imnse internal struggle; on one side was the boss, and on the other, his wife!
What to do?
Fang Ye reached inside the railing and patted Charcoal's head, saying with a smile, "What are you so nervous about? I wouldn't hurt you. I've brought food for you and also wanted to check on Mizzle's condition."
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