Working in a Zoo with Beast Taming System

Chapter 235: Chapter 162: The Huang Daxian Is Also Cultivating?

Up close, Yang Qi could see it more clearly.

This "Huang Daxian" was slightly sturdier than a common yellow weasel, but its movements were exceptionally light and fluid, each step carrying the unique caution and efficiency of a wild predator.

It stopped every so often to raise its triangular head. Its small nose twitched rapidly. Its black-bean-like eyes scanned its surroundings vigilantly, and its ears swiveled slightly, catching every subtle sound.

As Yang Qi watched, he suddenly noticed that the weasel’s mental state seemed a bit... manic?

Looking closely at its eyes, he saw none of the coldness or hunger common to predators, nor was there any "fierceness" or "resentment."

Instead, it was a kind of near-impatient excitement?

It was as if what awaited it in the chicken coop was not a delicious meal, but a "game" it was eagerly anticipating.

This was not normal at all.

Wild animals kill to survive. Their hunts are typically accompanied by tension, focus, and a hunger-driven urgency. But this "excitement" was more like a pathological emotional response.

Seeing the Huang Daxian about to squeeze into a gap beneath the chicken coop, a thought struck Yang Qi. He took a fingernail-sized piece of fragrant Vitality Nutrient Cream from his Hundred Pouches Belt, held it in his hand, and silently dropped to the ground.

Xiaojiu and Ta Xue remained hidden on higher branches, ready to act at a moment’s notice.

Just as the weasel was about to duck its head into the gap, its movements abruptly froze.

Its sensitive nose twitched twice in the air, and its head whipped toward the source of the nutrient cream.

In its eyes, which shone unusually bright in the dark, confusion and vigilance were quickly replaced by a much stronger desire.

It hesitated for less than a second before abandoning the defenseless chicken coop right before it. It changed direction and, with careful yet undeniably urgent steps, quickly approached the base of the tree where Yang Qi was.

Only when it was a few steps away from Yang Qi did the Huang Daxian, by the faint moonlight, finally make out the humanoid silhouette crouching in the shadows of the tree.

"SQUEAK—"

A short, terrified screech escaped the weasel’s throat. Its fur bristled instantly, its body arched back, and its limbs tensed into a perfect jumping retreat. It looked as if it were about to bolt back into the deep mountain forest like a flash of yellow lightning.

"Don’t you want a taste of this delicious treat?"

A calm, clear "voice" rang out in time, seeming to sound directly in the weasel’s consciousness.

At the same time, a pure life energy that its very soul craved, along with a scent its instincts found irresistible, grabbed hold of it like invisible hooks.

Yang Qi remained crouching, making no threatening moves.

He extended his hand, palm open. The small piece of Vitality Nutrient Cream, deliberately stimulated by his Magical Power, was emitting a rich aroma that was a "fatal temptation" to animals.

The scent not only made the nearby weasel freeze in place, but even Xiaojiu and Ta Xue, with their equally keen senses of smell up in the tree, couldn’t help but gulp quietly.

The Huang Daxian’s eyes, wide with alarm, showed a fierce struggle between terror and extreme desire.

It feared this suddenly appeared, strangely-scented Two-legged Beast, but that aroma... that aroma seemed to work directly on the most primal desires deep in its soul, making every nerve scream, ’Get closer! Get it!’

What confused it even more was that from this Two-legged Beast, it also sensed an indescribable, strange aura that made it feel instinctively at ease, even wanting to get closer.

This contradictory feeling kept the Huang Daxian frozen in place, the impulse to flee and the desire to approach clashing fiercely within it.

In the end, desire overcame fear.

The Huang Daxian’s bristling fur slowly settled, its tense body relaxed slightly, and a few faint, unintelligible gurgles came from its throat. freёwebnovel.com

After hesitating for a few seconds, the Huang Daxian tentatively shuffled forward a small step, then another.

It saw that Yang Qi still made no move, just watched it calmly, the "source of the deliciousness" in his palm radiating an unparalleled temptation.

"Squeak squeak..."

Want to eat.

Really want to eat.

The Huang Daxian "spoke," its tone filled with urgency and a desire to please.

Only then did Yang Qi slowly stand up.

This movement made the Huang Daxian retreat half a step in alarm, but its gaze remained firmly locked on the nutrient cream in Yang Qi’s palm.

Yang Qi raised the hand holding the Vitality Nutrient Cream slightly, maintained the Spirit Communication Technique, and spoke softly.

"You can have it, but first, you have to tell me—"

Yang Qi stared into the weasel’s glittering eyes in the darkness and asked the most crucial question.

"Why did you kill so many chickens and ducks? And after killing them, why didn’t you eat them?"

This question seemed to stun the weasel for a moment.

It tilted its head, a clear confusion in its eyes, as if it didn’t understand why Yang Qi would ask such an "obvious" question.

But its craving for the nutrient cream overrode everything.

It barely thought before responding with a matter-of-fact, even boastfully excited, squeak.

Killing them feels good.

So good!

It feels better than any food I’ve ever eaten.

My whole body feels light.

I just want to keep killing, to keep feeling good.

Yang Qi: "..."

’What the hell?!’

He had anticipated many possible answers.

Perhaps the villagers had once harmed its kind or its young, and the weasel had come for revenge.

This was also the main theory of Luo Kaifeng, Yu Bo, and the others.

Perhaps the villagers used too much rat poison, causing the weasels’ food supply to dwindle, or they had eaten poisoned rats and died as a result.

Or maybe it was the effect of some other change in their habitat...

He never, ever expected to get such a bizarre, almost pathological answer!

’Killing chickens and ducks made it feel "good"?’

’"My whole body feels light"?’

How did that description resemble the normal hunting or vengeful behavior of a wild animal?

It was clearly some kind of addictive pleasure response!

’Don’t tell me this Huang Daxian is also "cultivating," just like me?’

’And it’s chosen the path of "slaughtering to attain the Dao"?!’