You Plan To Kill Me With Meng? - Chapter 50.1 - Prairie Lions Alliance (05)

A month has passed.

It has been a month since the official announcement of the death of all direct descendants of the Norman family.

Over this period, people have gradually moved from initial disbelief and sorrowful mourning to slowly accepting the reality of the situation.

The more time passes, the more unlikely it seems that there will be any reversal.

No one who follows the situation on the prairie doesn’t hope that the official announcement was false. Everyone wishes the authorities would suddenly reveal that there are still other bloodlines of the Norman family continuing on the prairie.

But it seems increasingly unlikely.

In recent years, every move of the Norman family has been under the watchful eyes of their die-hard fans. Surely, they are well aware of how many cubs the Norman family had, right?

The five lion cubs that were lost a month ago were undoubtedly the last of their bloodline.

But now, a suspicious photo taken by chance has caused a stir at the headquarters of the African Wildlife Foundation, because the five lion cubs in the photo look remarkably like the Norman fourth generation that was declared dead a month ago.

The photography team responsible for tracking the Norman family received the news immediately and could hardly believe it, insisting that it was impossible. Team leader Marshall said, “That evening, we saw with our own eyes the five young lions collapse. They fell in the wet grass and were completely lifeless.”

Even if there had been any breath left, the emaciated and weak cubs would have been too unlikely to survive the heavy rain.

This is a conservative estimate; the prairie gives no chance to weak animals.

After ending the call, Marshall reopened the video he could hardly bear to watch. He felt that such a shocking scene made it very difficult for anyone to hold onto hope.

Even a little bit.

A moment later, he received a photo sent by the headquarters. After special processing, it was now significantly clearer than the original screenshot.

It was clear to see that there were four yellow lions and one white lion. With his sharp eyes, Marshall immediately discerned that their age was between 9 to 11 months.

“Oh…” The cubs in the photo were robust and not at all weak, looking well-nourished by their mother. Marshall’s first reaction was genuine happiness, followed by endless melancholy, as the lineup did indeed resemble the fourth generation of the Norman family.

Marshall couldn’t help but compare the emaciated cubs that had fallen in the grass with these robust cubs.

There was a significant difference between them.

Marshall still admired the lioness with the cubs; she was truly a model mother on the prairie, managing to raise five cubs so well on her own.

He then carefully scrutinized this exceptional lioness. Based on his years of experience with lion prides, he immediately noticed something unusual… Wait a minute…

Clearly, some overlooked details stunned Marshall. He exclaimed in astonishment, “We made a mistake. This isn’t a lioness; it—it’s a sub-adult male lion!”

It was indeed astonishing.

Everyone knows that sub-adult male lions, still in their growing phase, have not yet developed their distinctive manes, which can easily lead one to mistakenly believe that they are lionesses at first glance.

In reality, only lionesses on the prairie are known to take care of cubs; it is unheard of for male lions to do so.

“Are you trying to trick me with a fake photo?” Marshall, out in the field, immediately called the headquarters to question them and explain the issue he had discovered: “The photo shows a sub-adult male lion.”

The people at headquarters were naturally stunned, as the photo was indeed accurate, and Marshall’s statement was extremely shocking.

“Isn’t it simple to confirm? Just track its location quickly,” Marshall said urgently. The appearance of this photo had stirred a glimmer of hope within him.

Perhaps, seeing the millions of people mourning and grieving, the heavens decided to show some pity on those who had been anxiously waiting for good news.

After some discussion, the headquarters immediately dispatched several drones to search within the approximate area.

It was expected that the mystery in people’s hearts would soon be unraveled.

At this moment, Marshall is out in the wild, burning with anxiety, eager to determine whether the four yellow and one white lion cubs are indeed the fourth generation of the Norman family.

How he hopes so.

On the other side of the prairie, Qiao Qixi is cursing internally, damning those lions who enjoy marking their territory on the grasslands.

All available paths have been trampled by them; which direction still can the small, ragtag group that he leads go?

Survival in the so called ‘narrow gap’ requires there to be a gap at all.

Walking through the overlapping territories of several major lion prides, the small, ragtag lion pride, with only one main force all considered, treads cautiously and fearfully.

They hope to quickly pass through this grassland and find a suitable, habitable place to settle.

The intimidating scent of the unfamiliar male lions makes the fur of the five young lions bristle with instinctive fear.

“Ao…” A faint, weak sound escapes from the young lions’ throats, as if saying: So scary.

In the past, when they were afraid, they could only tuck their tails and walk with their heads down, because the lionesses need to concentrate their attention on being vigilant of their surroundings, ready to fight at any time and place. Except for the very rare moments of leisure when they would comfort the cubs, they actually did not spoil them most of the time.

But weren’t the cubs taken over by their new guardian?

After a month of interaction, the young male lions seem to have realized that this particularly gentle male lion is able to respond to them and address their needs in every way.

For example, now, if they show a trace of fear, the gentle licking will arrive as expected.

Felines are a group that, once they are given an inch, take a foot, pushing their noses onto your face, acting coquettishly.

After getting along for a month, even the third one, Zidian would carry traces of rubbing against the male lion’s body to warm up.

It’s just that it will be quite awkward if discovered.

For example, turning away when Qiao Qixi looked, leaving behind a fluffy back of the head.

Ok, Qiao Qixi will just pretend not to notice.

Later, he will whoop in his heart, ‘My son in so cute!’

T/N: I’m glad you are all enjoying the novel! Its real motivator to know that it is being awaited and enjoyed.