Did Puppy Pick Up Fluffy Things on the Livestream Today? - Chapter 6

“Upstairs, I also find it a bit familiar. Besides, in the current records of the Beastman Planet, there is no such thing as a White Lion, right?”

“I just went to check! The Lion Tribe on the Beastman Planet currently only consists of two species: Gold Lions and Black Lions!”

“So, what exactly is this kitten?”

“The appearance is truly familiar, but I cannot recall where I have seen it for the moment.”

While the livestream chat was in a heated discussion regarding the kitten’s species, Dong Mo was still stunned by the Lingxi Grass the little fellow had discovered at his feet. After staring for a long time, he tucked the kitten back into his embrace. He knelt in the snow and carefully brushed away the obscuring vegetation to gently pluck the plant. The emerald green, serrated leaves swayed slightly. Each leaf was perfectly intact and still adorned with several crystal clear drops of melted snow.

Dong Mo blinked, the stunned expression on his small face transforming into pure joy. He tucked the Lingxi Grass into his robes and pulled the kitten out from his chest once more. Holding the creature high, dimples appeared on his face as he broke into a wide smile.

“You are simply a miraculous kitten! How did you find it? You were just fast asleep, were you not? Oh my goodness! I understand now! You are the special power given to me by the heavens!”

As he spoke, he brought the kitten close to his face and could not resist rubbing his cheek against the only clean part of the kitten’s head. The kitten was already weak, and Dong Mo’s excited movements made it even more dizzy. It weakly raised a tiny paw to push against Dong Mo’s cheek and let out a soft cry.

“Meow.”

It was telling Dong Mo to be gentler because the shaking was making its head spin.

Dong Mo hurriedly tucked the kitten back against his chest. He touched the Lingxi Grass as if it were a precious treasure and turned to the livestream with a bright smile. “Did you see that, bosses? I have the Lingxi Grass! The miraculous kitten found it. He is amazing!”

He did not hesitate to praise and show off the kitten to everyone. The smile on his handsome face was exceptionally captivating. Just as he was about to stand up, he noticed the continuous stream of comments regarding the kitten’s species, as well as some warnings.

“Mo Mo, does this kitten have some kind of special ability? You should be careful. In every galaxy, those with special abilities are rarely gentle creatures.”

“That might not be the case. Perhaps he simply has a very keen sense of smell?”

“Even so, the kitten is only weak right now because of its injuries. Once it recovers, things might change.”

Most viewers were looking out for Dong Mo, hoping he would remain vigilant. After all, across the galaxies, being cute and small did not always mean a creature was harmless. Having just transmigrated to the Beastman Planet, Dong Mo found much of what they said to be unheard of. He could not imagine how such a small kitten could be dangerous.

He looked down at the kitten, who had fallen asleep again, and raised an eyebrow as his cheeks puffed out slightly. “Thank you for your concern! I will keep a close eye on the kitten. Looking at it another way, he was abandoned and I was abandoned, so are we not a perfect match? Furthermore, I am older than him. I will educate him well so he does not cause any trouble!”

The crisp ending of his sentence carried a sense of innocent charm. Hearing this, the viewers’ concern shifted to a different keyword in his statement.

“You are older than him?”

“Come to think of it, we still do not know how old Mo Mo is. Is he really still a cub?”

“I once read some trivia stating that on the Beastman Planet, feline beastmen develop more slowly than canine beastmen. Perhaps they are around the same age?”

“Help, my obsession is kicking in! I truly find this cat familiar, but I simply cannot remember!”

Seeing that the audience was curious about his age, Dong Mo did not hesitate to answer. “I will be an adult in six months. As for the kitten,” he said, using his finger to tickle the kitten’s chin while looking at the few tiny teeth. His mind went blank for a moment. “I cannot tell. Let us just assume he is much younger than me.”

He tried to smooth over the awkward moment. The chat responded with a flurry of laughter.

“Hahaha, Dong Mo’s triple response: I do not know, awkwardness, and playing dumb!”

“They really are a pair of pitiful cubs. Poor things!”

“In that case, Mo Mo will have his first heat period in about half a year!”

“The person above is dreaming even more than I am!”

“Just imagine Mo Mo’s fair skin flushed with pink when the time comes.”

Seeing the tone of the livestream take a strange turn, Dong Mo’s eyes widened. He stood up in a panic. “It is still a long way off! Do not say such nonsense! The livestream might get banned! I am going back to the cave with the kitten now!”

He spoke rapidly and turned away in a fit of embarrassment, running back the way he came without looking at the chat again. The viewers watched the black haired boy’s ears turn bright red, which only fueled their excitement.

“The baby is still young; do not bully him! His red ears are so cute!”

“Mo Mo is a Sub beastman. I wonder which beastman will be lucky enough to have him in the future!”

“Is it possible for Mo Mo to leave the Beastman Planet when he grows up? The environment is harsh and the economy is poor.”

“Do not give bad advice. Everyone knows that beastmen are at the bottom of the social ladder on other planets.”

“I agree. Mo Mo is so beautiful. If he went to another planet, he would likely be kidnapped by powerful villains to be used as a toy.”

Dong Mo ignored the comments that followed. He walked quickly through the snow, his mind repeating three words: heat period. He had been so focused on survival that he had ignored other issues. As a Sub beastman, he possessed a weakness that he found difficult to accept. The thought of having a shameful heat period or potentially carrying cubs made him want to hide his face. The more he thought about it, the redder his ears became. Even in the low temperatures of winter, Dong Mo managed to break a sweat from his agitation.

When he finally returned to the cave, he managed to push those intrusive thoughts out of his head. The water on the fire was boiling, bubbling happily. He carefully took the bowl down and set it aside. Dong Mo quickly selected several large, flat stones and arranged them at the back of the cave according to their shape. He shook out the grass sack and spread it over the stones.

This served as a makeshift stone bed. He placed the kitten gently on the bed and washed his own hands with some hot water. He wanted to clean the blood from the kitten but realized he had no cloth. After a moment of thought, he tore a small piece of his relatively clean animal skin garment and soaked it in hot water.

The viewers watched him carefully wipe the kitten’s wounds and could not help but laugh. One noted that the most pitiful thing in the livestream was not Dong Mo or the kitten, but the animal skin clothing. Another asked if anyone was counting how many times he had torn his clothes. A third joked that the animal skin was truly bearing the brunt of everything.

The blood on the kitten was gradually wiped away, revealing snow white fur once more. Due to malnutrition and the cold, its fur had fallen out in many places, leaving pinkish white skin that showed signs of inflammation. The wounds on its eyes were also cleaned, revealing deep gashes that looked like they were caused by rapid friction.

Dong Mo set aside the skin and carefully crushed a few leaves of the Lingxi Grass with a stone. He mixed it with some hot water and gently applied the paste to the kitten’s eyes and body. The contact with the herb caused the kitten to tremble violently from the pain.

“It does not hurt. There, there,” Dong Mo comforted it, gently stroking its back with patience and tenderness. As he stroked the kitten, he dipped his fingers in hot water and fed it drop by drop. The tiny pink tongue licked his fingertips until the little creature stopped trembling and its breathing returned to normal.

Dong Mo’s tense muscles finally relaxed. He watched the kitten for a moment to ensure it was fast asleep before sitting back by the fire to reheat the remaining water. The stone bed was low, and after kneeling for so long and traveling for days, every inch of his body felt sore.

The viewers commented on how gentle Mo Mo was while comforting the kitten. They told him he had worked hard and urged him to eat his snake meat before it spoiled. He took the snake meat he had prepared the day before and began roasting it on a branch. He drank hot water as he rotated the meat, feeling a sense of total comfort. Hot water was truly a miracle in winter!

He took a bite of the unpalatable snake meat, and his eyes grew slightly red. After working so hard for several days, he only had this small amount of food. For the first time in his life, or rather his dog life, he felt that living was truly difficult.

“Living is truly hard,” he murmured piteously.

The livestream audience could not bear to hear such a sad tone and sent comforting messages. They told him he was doing a great job. One viewer noted that according to scientific statistics, the survival rate for orphaned Sub beastman cubs over the past thousand years was less than ten percent, making Mo Mo one in a thousand. They told him to eat and get some sleep since he had to find a large rock to block the cave the next day.

Seeing the encouraging messages, Dong Mo felt comforted. He took a large bite of the snake meat and forced himself to swallow it before finishing the last of the hot water. “Yes! Tomorrow I will find a stone! I also need to find some thick branches because I want to make more wooden bowls.”

He looked at his precarious animal skin bowl and realized that containers were in short supply. With that in mind, he cleared everything away, added more wood to the fire, and walked toward the stone bed. There was no stone to block the entrance today, so the fire would not be very effective.

Fearing the kitten would get cold, Dong Mo shifted back into a small black dog. He used his animal skin clothing as a mat on the stone bed and leaped up to lie beside the kitten. The little black dog nudged his way forward, using his paws to pull the kitten into his embrace. He used his back to block the cold wind and his body to keep the little fellow warm.

Before closing his eyes, he tilted his head and twitched his ears to say goodbye to the livestream. “Thank you for the donations! That is all for today. You are all welcome to witness this puppy’s struggle for survival tomorrow! I will show you that I can live!”

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