I Became A Mighty Lion

The breakfast is very rich.

Five gazelles were eaten up.

The Belita sisters were also lucky enough to share a few pieces, lying on the tree, eating with relish.

Chu Xiaoye felt a little strange.

If it was before, Father Leng would definitely be very angry when he saw the leopard come to grab food, even if it was his friend.

But now, father Leng seems very happy to share the prey with the pair of leopard sisters.

Chu Xiaoye's appetite is getting bigger and bigger.

Almost the entire gazelle had entered his stomach, but no trace of being stretched could be seen from his stomach.

He digested it very quickly, and all of it was turned into energy and waste, which was stored in the body.

He felt full of shit.

However, after a little patience, it disappeared again.

He can release it as he pleases.

Of course, now is not the time.

Everyone is having a full stomach and resting in the shade.

Meimei is beside Maya, teasing Nunu and Qiqi with a bone with a trace of flesh and blood, playing with the two little guys.

From the nearby cave, the grunting and chirping of the big pit and the sow warthog could be heard.

Leng's father was lying on the grass not far away, squinting, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

The other members are enjoying the morning time.

Chu Xiaoye hesitated for a moment, and decided to wait until evening, when he took them to the river to drink water, before telling them about the relocation.

He took Catherine and went out on patrol.

At the border line, I suddenly saw a group of old male lions, they left together and headed for the grassland outside.

This group of male lions, there are about a dozen of them, all seem to come from the same territory, which belongs to the territory governed by Zamao.

Chu Xiaoye was stunned for a moment, and immediately chased after her.

The leading lion soon spotted him, hesitated for a moment, stopped, and looked at him anxiously and complicatedly.

The other male lions also stopped, turned their heads, and looked at him with timidity, disappointment, sadness, and helplessness in their eyes.

Chu Xiaoye came to them with a puzzled face.

Is this going to run away from home and go to the grassland occupied by black lions?

Most of these male lions are old and frail, some have lost their teeth, some are walking staggeringly, some are slow to react, and their faces and bodies are covered with fresh scratches and traces of fighting.

For a moment, Chu Xiaoye seemed to understand something.

And this group of aged lions also lowered their heads, remained silent, respectful and alienated.

They seem to no longer regard themselves as a member of this team, but they still maintain respect for him, the young king.

At this moment, Miscellaneous Mao hurried over and came to Chu Xiaoye, with a scratch on his face.

With the size and strength of this lion king, there is no member in that team who can threaten him, and it is even less likely that any member would dare to hurt him.

Apparently, he suffered a blow in persuading the fight.

Miscellaneous Mao glanced at the group of aged lions, and then at Chu Xiaoye, with bitterness and helplessness on his face.

He did his best.

However, such a team is not like the super lion group he used to be, nor is it like any lion group.

Any lion group on the grassland does not allow old and incompetent lions to do nothing in their own territory and in the lion group to live their lives.

In the territory managed by Miscellaneous Hair, there are probably more than 70 members, large and small, and the food they need every time is also very amazing.

These old male lions were unable to hunt, and even when they went to patrol around, they were drowsy and weak, so today, those lionesses finally couldn't help but exploded.

When the lionesses worked together to catch the food and prepared to enjoy it with their cubs, the group of old male lions walked over again, ready to eat.

Thus, conflicts erupted.

The lionesses couldn't bear it anymore, and the young male lions couldn't bear it anymore, so they ignored the rules, and immediately bit and drove these useless old male lions fiercely.

Food is limited and they will never allow useless members to share!

This has been the rule of lions since ancient times.

Those who are old and frail should leave voluntarily, and don't drag the whole lion group down!

What's more, they are not relatives, and they are not from the same lion group, they just get together temporarily.

So, they are impatient!

Miscellaneous Mao heard the movement and rushed over to dissuade them, but they couldn't calm down the furious lionesses and young male lions.

He also knew that it was against the rules to keep the old lion in the team for free.

If this continues, it will only drag down the entire team.

So, the dozen or so old male lions were driven away by the female lions and the young male lions.

They were depressed and sad, and had nowhere to go, so they had to go together, leave here, and head towards the former grassland, the former homeland, hoping to find a land on the vast grassland that would allow them to live for a few more days .

Looking at this group of aged lions and the old and lonely look in their eyes, Chu Xiaoye's heart ached, but she fell silent.

Those lionesses and young males, there is nothing wrong with that.

In this grassland, even if it is the same lion group, the old and useless father will be brutally driven away by the lionesses without mercy.

Only in this way can the entire lion group continue to reproduce.

Old male lions cannot hunt, repel enemies, protect their homeland, and consume a lot of food. If the lion group does not make up their minds to drive them away, then this group of lions will soon be eliminated .

When Chu Xiaoye took them in, he also thought about this problem.

He thought that after a while, the territory would expand, there would be more food, everyone's hearts would be more united, and all problems would be solved.

However, he did not expect that the conflict would start to erupt so soon.

Now that this problem has already broken out in the territory managed by Miscellaneous Hair, other territories should soon follow.

Those lions who are old, frail, and pregnant with disabilities, if nothing else happens, should all be disgusted and loathed, only on a certain day, they suddenly explode.

Chu Xiaoye wanted to protect them, but was unable to help them.

It is impossible for him to use his own rights to break the rules of the lion group since ancient times, and it is even more impossible to force all members to use their lives to support these old and useless lions.

If this is the case, then this team that has gathered with great difficulty will soon face disintegration.

What should he do?

Miscellaneous Mao saw that he didn't express anything, and immediately understood what he meant.

He let out a low growl at the group of aged male lions, baring his fangs, telling them not to dawdle and leave quickly.

He will bear this notoriety!

For the dozen or so male lions, the glimmer of hope that had been ignited when they saw the young king was extinguished in an instant.

They hung their heads, sad and desperate, and walked away slowly with heavy steps.

The morning sun shone on their bodies, and the sparse hair and slow pace made them look old and aged.

However, who still remembers that they used to be majestic kings who frightened the enemy? Who still remembers that they also had flying manes, bravely killed the enemy, did not care about themselves, protected their loved ones, and protected their homeland?

Chu Xiaoye suddenly felt a burning gaze from behind.

He turned his head and saw Father Leng's majestic and complex eyes.

Father Leng staggered his gaze and looked at the group of aged lions who lowered their heads and left slowly.

The morning wind ruffled his mane and his majestic face.

He stood there, not moving for a long time.