In fact, from Zhang Zian's point of view, there was nothing special about the protein bar. It didn't smell good, and modern people who had been spoiled by all kinds of delicacies didn't feel that it had any texture.
But for a wild gray wolf, excluding those new cats, the success rate of hunting under normal circumstances was only one in ten. It often only had one meal a week, and the prey that it finally caught could only eat raw meat and drink blood. It was used to the bones and fur that were difficult to chew. Suddenly encountering such a soft and fragrant thing, it couldn't help but smell it again and again.
It saw that Zhang Zian and the other elfins were eating this kind of thing. It hesitated for a while, and finally, it couldn't resist the appetite in its stomach. It tried to put the protein bar in its mouth and almost swallowed it whole.
"And this."
Zhang Zian knew that the gray wolf was born in the year of the camel. It often didn't eat for a week, and then ate a week's worth of food in one meal. A mere protein bar definitely couldn't satisfy its appetite, so he threw it a bag of beef jerky.
The gray wolf couldn't resist the strong smell of beef jerky at all. It didn't hesitate to eat all of the beef jerky in a few seconds, then licked its mouth in anticipation and stared at Zhang Zian.
He opened a can of braised pork. Even he couldn't bear to eat it. After opening it, he was the first to salivate.
The opened can couldn't be thrown over, or else the soup and meat would spill all over the ground. He shook the can twice, placed it half a meter in front of him on the ground, and gestured for it to come over and eat.
As a canine, even Zhang Zian could not resist the smell of braised meat. The Gray Wolf stared at the can, and after a few moments of hesitation, it finally walked over and put its mouth into the can. It finished the meat in a few bites and even licked the soup clean with its tongue.
For it, the taste of the meat was a bit strange. It was different from the raw meat it usually ate, but it was so soft and melted in its mouth.
"No more."
Zhang Zian spread his hands, indicating that even if it looked at him again, he couldn't take it out.
In fact, he still had more, but how many cans could he fill the wolf's appetite? It was a bottomless pit.
An adult gray wolf could eat nine kilograms of meat in one meal, and it was known as the king of the stomach.
The Gray Wolf waited for a while, but seeing that he had no intention of taking out more food, it could only turn around and retreat a few steps. But this time, it changed to lying on the ground, raised its injured hind leg, stuck its head under its crotch, and licked the wound with its tongue.
Snowy Lionet's cut wasn't too deep. After all, Zhang Zian's arms were short, so it only cut the skin and flesh. It didn't hurt his nerves or bones.
The older generation always said that saliva could disinfect. When children were injured, they should be allowed to lick their wounds. The reason was that when animals were injured, licking their wounds would heal them. In fact, there were two situations.
When an animal was injured, it might have been an accident, or it might have been bitten by another animal. The wound was already very dirty, and licking it with the tongue could indeed have a positive effect. At least, it could clean the wound. However, if the wound was not dirty, licking it with the tongue would only have the opposite effect.
As for humans, licking their wounds was just a false rumor. Washing it with tap water was better than licking it.
Zhang Zian took out hydrogen peroxide and bandages. As soon as he tried to get up, the Gray Wolf immediately stood up vigilantly and stared at his movements.
"Shall I bandage it for you?" He wrapped a bandage around his arm as a demonstration.
The Gray Wolf didn't seem to understand what he meant.
Forget it. After all, it was a carnivorous beast, not a herbivore like a deer. It was too dangerous to bandage a wound. It seemed that the wound wasn't deep and the bleeding had already stopped. It would probably be fine even if it wasn't bandaged.
The deer had been scratched by a steel-hook-like bear claw. The wound was very deep, and it wouldn't stop bleeding if it wasn't bandaged.
Speaking of the deer, the herd had already retreated to a safe distance when the Gray Wolf appeared. They didn't know about wolves, but their instincts told them that this animal was very dangerous.
This also meant that the wolf had indeed just arrived in the Mahogany Forest Park.
Zhang Zian put the hydrogen peroxide and bandages back into his bag.
He couldn't stay here forever. He stood up and said goodbye to the elfins, ready to set off again.
The elfins had always wanted to find the killer who killed those cats. At first, they wanted revenge, but later, they wanted to see the killer's face. Now that they had seen it, there seemed to be nothing they could do.
Old Time Tea said that killing without teaching was torture.
Now, if they beat up the wolf, or even killed it, would it understand why it was being beaten and killed? Of course not, so it was also torture.
They couldn't communicate, and they couldn't kill it, so there was no point in staying.
They had enough rest, so they planned to leave with Zhang Zian.
The Gray Wolf looked at them and stood there without saying anything.
At this time, Famous and the Gray Wolf's ears moved at the same time, as if they had heard something.
"Howling."
Famous stared in a certain direction and said.
"Why didn't I hear it?"
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Zhang Zian also felt that it was nonsense. His hearing was far less sensitive than the elfins'. It must be because he was too far away that he didn't hear it.
Famous could hear the howling, but it couldn't understand the meaning. After all, dogs and wolves had been separated for tens of thousands of years, enough for them to form two completely different systems of language.
The Gray Wolf listened for two or three seconds, then started walking in another direction.
Zhang Zian and Famous exchanged glances, and the latter nodded, meaning that the howling was in that direction.
"Let's go and take a look."
He waved for the elfins to follow.
Because one of the Gray Wolf's hind legs was slightly injured, it couldn't run fast, and it couldn't walk on a particularly rugged road, so it wasn't too difficult for Zhang Zian and the elfins to follow.
Snowy Lionet had been asking Fina to wipe its face.
"Zian, I'm afraid that this wolf is going to meet up with the wolf pack. It doesn't seem safe to chase after it," Old Time Tea said worriedly. Old Time Tea said worriedly, "Besides, if this wolf can't tell us what we want to know, the rest of the wolves probably can't either."
Why did the wolf want to kill a specific cat, and why did it kill it instead of eating it? It was something that he and the elfins couldn't figure out.
Zhang Zian pondered for a moment and suddenly asked a strange question, "I can't hear the howling of the wolf, but you can hear the howling of the wolf. Are you sure that it's a real wolf howling?"
This question confused the elfins.
"If it's not a real wolf howling, can it be a fake wolf?" Famous asked.
"I'm not sure. I just think it's possible."
As they walked, he explained.
If the hunters in North America wanted to hunt coyotes, they had to find the coyote first. How did they find it?
Coyotes could use their cries to communicate over long distances, so the hunters came up with a way to record the cries of other coyotes and play them at the ambush site. They could often attract coyote packs, and they called this method Coyote Call.
If this method could attract coyotes, would someone use this method to attract gray wolves?
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