When Chen Zhou brought the dead deer back to the camp, it was already close to midnight.
The bonfire was still blazing. Paul had already removed the bladder of the Saw-toothed Tiger, washed it clean, and built a small pond lined with pebbles next to the bonfire to hold water. He filled the pond with water using the bladder.
Imitating Chen Zhou, he was heating stones, preparing to boil the water.
The three Serrated Tiger Cubs were so hungry they had no energy, their eyelids drooping, and their short tails hanging low, looking very listless.
Paul placed them by his leg, dealing with the soft fur on the Saw-toothed Tiger's belly while looking into the dark forest, waiting for Chen Zhou to return.
...
The afternoon hunt alone did not go smoothly.
Although he had undergone rigorous training in the Soviet Union and mastered many wilderness survival hunting techniques, those skills were only suited for modern environments and required him to adapt swiftly to prehistoric conditions.
