I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 297: The Little Black Cat

Just as the fish hotpot was ready to eat, a group of beastmen led by Grass arrived at the Hadu tribe.

To facilitate fleeing, the small beastmen were all in their beast forms. A group of fluffy beastmen surrounded by the Tiger tribe entered the dining hall. Seeing this scene, Eric’s heart melted, and he almost screamed because it was so adorable.

Nearly two to three hundred small beastmen. besides the Rabbit tribe Eric had met, there was also a Mouse tribe with brown fur nearly as big as lop-eared rabbits, and a group of fluffy big cats. The scene was truly overwhelming.

Because the Mouse tribe’s bodies were much larger than those he had seen in his previous life, and they had human eyes, Eric actually didn’t feel animosity toward the mice.

As for the cats, Eric’s eyes almost turned into heart shapes. Heaven knew that when a group of calico cats, tabby cats, and big white cats walked in gracefully, he had only one thought in his heart: to rush over, hug this group of cats, and nuzzle them to his heart’s content!

If his remaining reason hadn’t awakened him, and if the eyes of this group of big cats weren’t full of vigilance, Eric would have almost lost control of his legs.

His emotions suddenly fluctuated so strongly. Max, who was beside him, looked at him intently. Following his gaze, Max only saw a group of beastmen and didn’t know what Eric was excited about, so a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Eric excitedly scratched the back of Max’s hand and whispered: "So many cats! Oh my god, this is paradise for a cat addict!"

Max didn’t quite understand his point of excitement. If the Cat tribe wasn’t cats, what else could they be? Was the Cat tribe very rare where Eric lived before?

The small beastmen were very wary of the Tiger tribe. Grass carefully arranged them on the other side.

With so many beastmen entering in beast form, the dining hall seemed a bit crowded.

The Tiger tribe kept their human forms. Adding those Sunflower brought earlier, there were about sixty or so people.

Clitus saw that the small beastmen in beast form couldn’t sit on chairs to eat, so he came over and said to Eric:

"Little Patriarch, to avoid pursuit, they used their beast forms. They ran too hurriedly on the way and didn’t have time to bring clothes. do you have animal skins here for them to wear? Otherwise, eating isn’t convenient." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Since being caught by them, these beastmen’s hearts were like ashes. They refused to even eat and had been hungry for days.

Eric was engrossed in admiring the unusually large cats. Only then did he react, slapping his forehead in annoyance. He jumped down from the chair and signaled Grass to go get animal skins together.

He wasn’t needed for the task of getting animal skins, but he hadn’t had time to put on clothes yet either. It was a good opportunity to go back and dress; otherwise, it would be too strange to keep using his beast form.

He still wasn’t used to changing clothes in front of everyone.

The Rabbit tribe beastmen were timid. When Eric led them to get familiar with the tribe’s terrain earlier, he had chased Arthur away. Now Arthur, seeing Eric arrive at the dining hall, which smelled of delicious food, sneakily followed.

Eric stood up to go find animal skins with Grass. Arthur hesitated for a moment between Eric and the fish hotpot, but finally stood up to follow.

"You stay here. There won’t be any fish for you later."

There was no need for Arthur to follow him just to change clothes. Eric waved his paw and spoke to Arthur.

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The animal skins were brought over, and the small beastmen finally transformed into human forms. Their hungry stomachs finally relaxed a bit. Their bodies really couldn’t take it anymore. The delicious food in front of them, which they had never seen before, kept assaulting their noses with its fragrance. They couldn’t control themselves and began to eat ravenously in a pitiful manner.

The Tiger warriors were even less polite. Ever since Sunflower came here for a meal and brought back some rice cakes for them to try, they had been craving these dishes for a long time.

In Sam’s eyes, fish hotpot was a dish for lazy people. It was delicious and considered lavish. Besides fish, one could add all sorts of dipping ingredients - how could it not be lavish?

The Rabbit people digging the pipeline with the Dwarves were also led over by Eric on the way. They wrapped themselves in animal skins temporarily and ate together.

Let everyone make do first; later, they would slowly cut and sew the skins.

Previously, the Snow Wolves wore clothes very casually. Although they didn’t just carelessly wrap animal skins, the cutting and sewing were very arbitrary. There were beastmen with poor skills whose leather clothes had sleeves of uneven lengths.

In the winter, Eric had time and had provided quite a few clothing designs to the skilled clansmen.

The female Dwarves, Jessica, and other skilled clansmen had based their work on those designs to make quite a few clothes that were both beautiful and convenient for activity. Everyone’s aesthetic sense had also improved.

Just like eating: originally, beastmen felt nothing wrong with eating burnt roasted meat and wearing simple leather clothes.

But going from simplicity to luxury is easy, while returning from luxury to simplicity is hard. After eating good food and wearing good clothes, everyone definitely wouldn’t value the previous things anymore.

While everyone was finishing their meal and preparing to return to the tents prepared by the Hadu tribe, a Tiger warrior walked in carrying a skinny little black cat.

The beast forms of the Cat tribe in the other world were all unusually large. This little cat was truly pitifully small, only about the size of an adult cat from his previous life. Skinny and held in the palm of the Tiger warrior, which was as big as a palm-leaf fan, it looked incredibly pitiful.

Although small, the black cat’s expression was very fierce. Being carried all the way, it screamed incessantly. Its throat was hoarse, and the characteristic miserable cry of a cat sounded like a child crying.

A middle-aged man who had transformed from a calico cat hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward, carefully and ingratiatingly saying to that Tiger warrior:

"This child was afraid of being sold to humans, so he ran away. Cubs don’t understand things; please spare him."

The Tiger warrior said angrily to Sunflower:

"We were guarding these beastmen. This cat took advantage of my inattention to bite through the rope and run away. Chasing him really took a lot of my energy. Look at my hand, scratched by him. His teeth are sharp too!"

The angry Tiger warrior completely ignored the pleading Cat person and directly stuffed the little cat into Sunflower’s hands.

This action caused the little cat to start struggling with all four legs again, its head shaking frantically, trying to bite Sunflower.

Sunflower did not accept it, pointing to the calico cat beside him, so the Tiger warrior reluctantly threw the black cat into the calico cat’s arms.

"Watch him closely. If he runs away again and falls into someone else’s hands, and they use torture instruments on him, he’ll behave! Making me track him all the way, I almost couldn’t find you guys."

Eric smiled; black cats were indeed stubborn wherever they went.

"He hasn’t eaten yet, right? Or you could take him to eat first, and explain the situation clearly to him. At least it’s safe here now. If he runs again, there really won’t be a safe place to stay."

Sunflower gave a bitter smile, shook his head, and said nothing.

The middle-aged Cat person nodded hurriedly:

"Definitely, definitely. I will explain it to him. Before, we thought we would be caught and sold to humans, so we helped him escape. We also thought if one could escape, then one should..."

Eric could actually understand this sentiment. He turned his head to comfort that Tiger warrior:

"You should eat some food too. Sunflower and everyone else have already eaten."