Transmigrated to Raise Panther Cubs novel Chapter 92

Transmigrated to Raise Panther Cubs

Chapter 92 Slapped by a Fish

Zachary had also invited Diego, Jeremy, and Garrett.

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They had only spent a few days gathering together, but he could already feel how kind and considerate they were. Good therians, all of them.

He also knew they might hesitate to come, so he framed it as asking them to help out instead.

“Zachary, are we seriously making all of this?” Diego asked, staring at the spread of ingredients in front of him, clearly stunned.

“Yeah.” Zachary nodded with a smile. “Didn’t you guys want to learn how to make food taste good? Better pay attention.”

Jeremy and Diego nodded right away. “We’ll take it seriously!”

Garrett was the quiet, older type. Not much of a talker, but he didn’t carry himself like an elder at all. He even brought tools from home when he came.

When they’ve got a group, fondue just makes sense. Easy, lively, and perfect for sharing. Zachary had even managed to gather some peppercorns, which meant the base would come out extra fragrant once stir–fried.

So he borrowed two large stone pots and decided to throw an outdoor fondue feast.

Removing the husks from the rice was slow, tedious work. The big, burly therians sat cross–legged on the ground, heads nearly

stalks, pressing them uching in a circle. One hand held an oval stone, the other grabbed a handful of rice

stalks, pressing them against a slab as they rubbed back and forth, over and over.

From a distance, the posture and silhouettes looked oddly familiar, like a group of old females gathered at the village entrance, chatting while working on shoe soles. Just a lot more muscular.

Half a day of that wore them out, but the thought of Zachary’s cooking kept them going. Compared to his

Everything they used to eat felt like they had just been stuffing themselves without a clue. Their minds

Every time Zachary and the others came back from outside, the therians would crane their necks, trying see what they brought. Their eyes darted around as they guessed what dinner might be.

Before long, they would spiral into animated discussions about the dishes Zachary had taught them before. Everyone chimed in, sharing what they had learned and their own experimental creations.

The conversation got loud fast.

Matthew didn’t join in. He only spoke when someone asked him something, casually dropping a comment or two about his “everyday” meals. Like the onion stir–fried grunt–beast meat he had that morning.

That, of course, shifted all the attention onto him. They tried to get something out of him, hoping to find out whether Zachary had come up with any new dishes.

Matthew knew exactly when to stop. He left them hanging, then said flatly, “Finish the work first. Then we

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The moment they heard that, the therians rushed back to their spots, moving as fast as they could. practically using both hands and feet just to get everything done sooner.

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By evening. Zachary and Quincy headed to the stream to check the fish traps they had set that morning.

Maybe it was because food was plentiful in the water during autumn. The fish inside were all big–light blue, silver, gray–brown, each one about the length of a small forearm.

There were shrimp and crabs too, noticeably fatter than the last time they caught them.

Taylor excitedly scooped up a huge fish. Before he could even show it off, the fish whipped its tail and smacked him right across the chin a few times.

The cub froze for a second, completely stunned, then dropped straight onto his butt.

“Haha…”

“Pfft, hahaha…”

The adults, who had been tossing fish into the baskets, saw the whole thing and immediately burst out laughing.

They had even forgotten to help the cub off the ground.

Jaden was the only one who reacted fast. He slipped an arm around Taylor’s waist from behind and lifted

him.

The cub had his pride, too. The second he saw the adults laughing without a shred of mercy, his little face crumpled.

Ugh… this is so embarrassing…

It him hard.

harder than it should have been.

Taylor’s lips trembled, on the verge of tears, but the adults gathered around him, grinning and staring. He bit down on his lip and forced it back.

He looked wronged.

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His bright eyes blinked, pitiful as could be. The moment the adults turned away, he dove straight

for comfort. “Whoa… that stupid fish! It bullied

Jaden’s arms, burying his face as he sniffled and clung to h

me…

Jaden almost laughed, but seeing how completely Taylor trusted and depended on him, he held it in and

kept a straight expression, doing his best to look like he understood.

Otherwise, the cub would definitely get mad.

“We’ll kill that fish later and roast it for you.” Jaden patted his head, trying to comfort him.

Taylor nodded angrily. “Smash its head in!”

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With so many people around, the two of them clung to each other like they only had each other.

Jaden swallowed his laugh. “Alright, let’s go. Sire and the others should be getting back soon.”

Taylor lifted his head from Jaden’s shoulder, suddenly catching the slight curve at the corner of his lips. “Are you smiling?”

“No.” Jaden immediately pressed his lips flat. His expression went blank, like a machine. “Getting smacked by a fish isn’t funny.”

“Yeah, you don’t have to say it again.” Taylor lowered his head and muttered under his breath.

Ever since Zachary taught the tribe how to weave with vines, everyone has been carrying small baskets whenever they go out. Whether it was to hold things or gather supplies, no one left home without one. was just too convenient.

Some of the more vain sub–therians even painted their baskets and decorated them with shells, pebbles, and flowers. It turned into a whole trend across the tribe.

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