Chapter 33: CH 33

With a blissful look on his face, Tooth recorded Black and White’s information. He hummed a tune, and smilingly looked at Meng Jiuzhao who was in Black’s arms.

“Is this cub your brother? He looks very cute! I’ve never seen such an adorable baby!” If this was the two beauties’ little brother, he would definitely grow up to be a beauty too.

“He’s my baby! I gave birth to him! Isn’t he the cutest?” White was unhappy that his wife was stared at for such a long time, so he squeezed his way in, placing his hands on the table as he glowered at Tooth.

“Σ( ° △ °|||)” Without having any time to process the sadness that this beauty had already given birth before, cold sweat had started dripping down the back of Tooth’s head. Being stared at by the beauty made him nearly pee in his pants.

“O- Of course he’s the cutest.” Tooth shrank back his shoulders, carefully clamping his legs tighter. He showed a smile that looked as if he was crying, before picking up his pen.

“A- And what’s his name?”

“Meng…”/”Baby!”

Meng Jiuzhao and Black spoke at the same time, and as expected, he spoke too softly to be heard.

Meng Jiuzhao pursed his lips in frustration. In his opinion, the name “Baby” was not any much better than “Wang Cai” and “Ru Hua”, [1] but he wasn’t in the position to complain, so he could only bear with it.

White blinked his large eyes as he intently watched Tooth draw Meng Jiuzhao’s portrait. After the drawing was complete, he even took it to look more closely.

“You draw well, it looks exactly like my baby!”

(Meng Jiuzhao: How could you say that a big circle with three smaller circles inside looked exactly like me? = = 、、、)

After completing Meng Jiuzhao’s registration, Tooth clamped his legs. Right now, he really wanted to go to the toilet.

“Ah? But we’re not done registering? There’s still my dad, brother, little cousin and third aunt, aren’t you going to register them as well?” Seeing that the recorder was intending on seeing them off, Eim hurriedly raised the rabbit in his hand.

“T-those rabbits aren’t even people, there’s no need to register…” With a pale face, Tooth waved his hands.

“How can that be? Does that mean I can’t register my other cub either?” Although he did not understand the purpose of registration, Eim once said that only after registration was one really considered a member of the tribe. The “chickens” in the cage were not registered, hence they were considered to be food.

They had to be registered!

Black showed a straight face, while White hugged Louis tighter as he slammed on Tooth’s table.

Tooth gave in (TOT)

And so, not only did a large group of rabbits get their identity certificates, even Louis got a little portrait of his own. When the entire family’s portraits were placed together, the resemblance was uncanny.

Under White’s hard and soft force, Tooth trembled as he took out another stone slate to draw them a family photo. This family photo was treated very preciously by Black and was kept in the sack they used to carry Meng Jiuzhao.

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After completing their registration, Fendi brought them out of the recorder’s house. As he walked, he gave an overview of the tribe to Black and the others.

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Black carefully sized up this new place: it was completely different from the Kantas’ gathering spot. 

This place looked… How could he word it? The residents here got along very well. While walking, Black saw three different people coming up to greet Fendi. 

This was a rare event for Black and White: Kantas were generally lone wolves. At their gathering place, it was nearly impossible to hear people interacting with each other, only the sound of the blizzard could be heard. The most exciting thing they could hear was probably the sound of cubs being born. Along with the sound of their eggshell cracking open, the cubs would make soft chirping sounds. That was the most beautiful sound to be heard at their gathering spot.

There were traces of earthquake damage everywhere, and people were rebuilding their nests. Similar to how Kantas made their nests, when building their own nests, the people here would start with digging a hole in the ground. The difference was that these people would dig much wider holes than the Kantas.

Black found this strange, and wanted to ask about it quite a few times, but in the end decided not to.

In this landscape where many houses were still under construction, the tall and pointed roof in the distance stood out.

“What’s that?” Black asked as he pointed to the pointy stack of hay.

“That’s a nest that has been fully built!” Fendi scratched his head, “I’m guessing it’s Sita’s. The nests he builds are always the sturdiest. The earthquake this time only managed to knock his roof off, but with his skill, such damage can be repaired very quickly.”

Black and Eim looked towards that nest in awe. In their opinion, even the most exquisite of nests could not compare to this!

The owner of that home was even stacking up branches around his home, forming a cone, then piling a thick layer of snow onto it. After letting the wind blow it for a while, it froze to form a natural cave.

Black looked at the people who were busying themselves, before sighing, “The builder of that nest must be very popular with the females.”

In the Kantas species, the most popular male Kantas was not necessarily the largest, nor the strongest, but would definitely be the one that was best at building nests. This was because only males with well-built nests could provide the conditions suitable for their eggs to hatch.

“Ah? Are you talking about Sita?” Fendi looked at the person who was decorating the windows of that house, before quietly shushing them, “You can’t let this be heard by Sita.”

Sita, a mammoth, had a tall and mighty appearance, and a brave and determined personality. Sita was muscular and handsome.

However, there was one thing that wasn’t compatible with the above descriptors. Sita was a female.[2]

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