Tu Jiang was in the leopard tribe when she was nine years old. The tribe she originally lived in was killed by the carnivorous tribes around her during a year of famine. The only few remaining tribes were displaced and fled in dispersion.

The young Tu Jiang could not survive alone on the cruel prairie, and came to the leopard tribe for help due to hunger and coldness.

As one of the most powerful tribes on the savannah at that time, the leopard tribe accepted as a rabbit with a spirit of fraternity and tolerance.

Despite this, after coming to the tribe, Tujiang's life did not improve substantially.

Most male carnivorous orcs in the tribe look down on Tu Jiang, a weak herbivorous orc, because they have half the chance of giving birth to a weak little white rabbit.

Even if it is not a rabbit, any other race born is likely to be born weak, have low physical fitness, and are not suitable for hunting and survival.

Apart from a small shelter, Rabbit Jam has not received any extra care from the males.

After she was ten years old, she had to take care of herself for food, clothing, housing and transportation. Even when she was sick several times, she had no one to take care of herself, so she could only survive by herself.

She thought she was going to spend her whole life alone in the leopard tribe, but last year, she met Xiong Zhuang.

The rainy season last year was particularly long, with heavy rains falling for several days and nights without any signs of stopping. The rivers on the grasslands obscured almost every flat corner like beasts.

The orcs were complaining about the trap of catching prey in the rainy season, and Tu Jiang hid alone in the cave and barely survived by the little sweet potato she stored.

On the third day after eating the food stored in rabbit sauce, the heavy rain finally stopped.

She endured her hunger and went up the mountain alone to find food. Fortunately, the plants were not like cunning animals and would hide in hiding after the rainy season.

After the heavy rain on the mountain, the various plants with tenacious life became more vibrant. Wild vegetables and wild fruits quickly helped rabbit sauce fill their stomachs, and for a while, they would not have to worry about food and drink.

When she went down the mountain, she passed the river after the ebbing tide, and saw several orcs discussing around something on the mudflat.

She walked up carefully and found that it was a bear, a huge and strong brown bear.

He was half-covered in the mud, his hair was covered with black mud, his face was facing the sky, his eyes were closed, and he was unconscious of the beast.

Tu Jiang heard the leopard orcs say that the bear is almost dead, but no orcs are willing to take him to see the witch doctor, so the orcs disperse one after another, leaving behind a motionless brown bear.

Tu Jiang also left. She couldn't even take good care of herself. How could she have any experience in caring about the brown bear?

At night, Tu Jiang sorted out the fruits of her work all day, lay on the ground and couldn't sleep, and opened her eyes to look at the stars in the sky.

Suddenly I remembered the bear I saw when I went down the mountain in the afternoon. I wonder if he is still alive...

Late at night, a small pure white figure silently walked to the familiar mudflat, and the behemoth was still lying in place.

She could not forget how helpless and panic she was when she lost all her tribe and was forced to wander alone. If he was still alive, maybe the bear thought so too.

Just go and take a look, and if he still has breathing, go and save him.

Tu Jiang told herself in her heart.

I have been lying for so long, I must have died long ago, right?She just wanted to check it out so that she could go back and have a good sleep.

The young fingers reached the front of Xiong Zhuang's nostrils, and Tu Jiang felt them carefully, gradually widening his eyes.

Although it is very weak, he is alive!

Tu Jiang slowly stood up and silently looked at the big pile of bear on the ground, which was still for a long time.

Early the next morning, the orcs found that the half-dead bear on the mudflat was gone, with only a long drag mark that spread to an unpopular female home.

No one knows how much effort and courage it took for the weak Rabbit Chan to bring that giant home.