AWB Chapter 208 [Empire] Caring for Exotic Beasts Is Not Easy
Chapter 208 [Empire] Caring for Exotic Beasts Is Not Easy
The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the window and woke me up.
I looked at the person in my arms, and Bai Zhi seemed to have gotten used to being by my side.
As Qin Annan had said, I officially embarked on the journey of learning the skills of taming exotic animals. The method of learning was also very simple: I took care of the exotic animals and helped them.
My task today was to care for the furry, lazy white ball, and the long-necked, scaly beast that pulled the cart. It was actually quite simple; I'd encountered both of these beasts before, and I'd seen others care for them at least once.
The white ball was round, like a giant ball of plush. Its pure white fur was fluffy and soft, making one want to touch it again and again. Yet, it lay there lazily, motionless, oblivious to its surroundings. It was said that when the Imperial Army first occupied the Maosaei system where it resided, they thought it was some unusual rock mass. Later, when they were surrounded while picking long radishes, they discovered that it was actually a living, alien beast.
They seem to be born motionless, not caring about time, life or death, but only caring about...that long, thin dried radish.
Once humans mastered radish cultivation, every white dwarf in the world became their natural servant. It's because they're obsessed with growing radishes. While growing radishes is a living thing, they're not true radishes. They just look similar, but they actually have a dry texture similar to firewood. In short, humans can't digest them.
I called its name softly. It opened its eyes slightly, glanced at me, and then closed them again, as if to tell me that it didn't want to be disturbed.
Taming a beast is neither easy nor difficult. The most crucial step is naming it. Of course, the name itself isn't important; what matters is that the beast understands and accepts it. It's a ritual, a contract—you propose it, and it accepts it. This is the initial bond. It's almost the beginning of everything, like a totem for a contractor.
The long-necked scaly beast still exuded a sense of beauty and pride. It stood tall and straight, like an elegant swan, radiating a noble aura. Its scales gleamed in the sunlight, as magnificent as a peacock's spread tail. Each scale seemed meticulously crafted, bearing unique patterns and colors.
Its eyes reveal a confidence and pride, as if it disdains everything around it. Its movements are graceful and calm, unhurried, as if displaying its majesty and beauty to the world. Unlike the simple and lazy white ball, it has its own principles and bottom line. It will not bow easily, and its head held high seems to speak of its pride and dignity, like a king surveying its territory. Every movement is filled with power and grace, like a carefully choreographed dance. Only when it feels truly cared for and respected will it slightly lower its proud head and respond to your kindness with a gentle gaze.
Different exotic beasts have different habits.
All I could do now was provide them with fresh food and clean water. Even cleaning their bodies and combing their fur was difficult. The white-clad beasts were only slightly less efficient, and the scaly beasts wouldn't let me get close.
Caring for exotic animals is not easy.