novelhk Chapter 316 The King of This Land
Chapter 316 The King of This Land
The sightseeing bus soon arrived at Tiger Roaring Valley.
The valley is cleverly divided into different areas, each housing several subspecies of tigers, including South China tigers, Siberian tigers, and Bengal tigers. From afar, you can hear the deep roars of tigers echoing through the valley.
Lin Feng and his two companions headed straight for the Siberian tiger exhibit and quickly located the tallest rock in the area.
A particularly large male tiger was perched on the ground, its fur a mix of yellow and black, shimmering like flames in the sunlight, with a clear and sharp "king" character pattern on its forehead.
Even when he was just dozing with his eyes closed, the aura emanating from his body exuded the majesty of the king of the mountains and forests.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, concentrated, and quietly activated "Call of the Wild" through the glass curtain wall.
An invisible yet incredibly clear wave of thought, like the most primal natural law, precisely pierced through the barriers and landed deep within the male tiger's consciousness.
The tiger on the rock suddenly stiffened, its tightly closed eyes snapping open!
It raised its head, turned its neck, and its gaze pierced through the glass, accurately capturing Lin Feng's figure.
A low, guttural "groove" sound came from his throat.
Then, it stood up, stretched its strong limbs, leaped nimbly off the rock, and walked straight toward the heavy iron gate that connected the zookeeper's passage to the inside of the exhibit area.
"Have the zookeeper open the door," Lin Feng said, looking at Tang Xiaofu.
Tang Xiaofu hesitated slightly, then picked up the walkie-talkie: "Siberian tiger exhibit area, open the isolation door and let the tiger out."
"What?!" came the almost incoherent scream from the zookeeper on the other end of the walkie-talkie. "Let...let the tiger out?!"
"Just start driving, don't waste time!"
"But Director Tang, this isn't in accordance with regulations. What if something goes wrong..."
Tang Xiaofu blew a breath towards Liu Hai, said no more, and the space around her slightly distorted. The next second, she appeared directly outside the iron gate.
She reached out and decisively opened the isolation gate.
The iron gate creaked and groaned as it was pulled open outwards.
The enormous Siberian tiger slowly walked out, without even glancing at Tang Xiaofu.
The zookeeper, who was standing nearby, was so frightened that he clung to the wall, his body covered in cold sweat, and he didn't dare to breathe.
The Siberian tiger strode across the open space and headed straight for the sightseeing path, its target clear—Lin Feng.
"Ah—!! A tiger! The tiger has escaped!"
Nearby tourists were initially stunned, then burst into terrified screams, and the crowd instantly became agitated.
"Everyone, don't panic! Stay where you are!" Lin Feng immediately raised his hand to signal.
"It won't hurt anyone. This is a special performance by the park. Please remain calm!"
Lin Feng's voice carried an unusual calmness, and since the Siberian tiger did not show any aggression, the restless crowd gradually calmed down, and everyone stared in shock at the incredible scene before them.
Under the breathless gaze of the entire audience, the king of beasts stopped two or three meters in front of Lin Feng, head bowed and standing quietly, as if waiting for its master's command.
"Wow—!! That's so cool!!"
Tang Xiaorui's eyes lit up as if she had discovered a treasure. She looked at the striped tiger that was so close to her, then at Lin Feng, her face full of excitement and eagerness.
"Maple! Can...can I ride it?!"
At this moment, Tang Xiaofu, who had turned back, swept a cold glare across him:
"You still have the mind to play around at a time like this? Time is of the essence, get to the next location immediately!"
Tang Xiaorui immediately pouted and subconsciously shrank her neck.
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The sightseeing bus started up again and slowly drove away.
Behind the car, the mighty Siberian tiger also started walking, following at a steady pace and maintaining a fixed distance.
This scene became an unforgettable spectacle for all the witnesses along the way.
"My God! That tiger was really following the car!"
"This is outrageous... Is it someone in disguise?"
"Where can you find props this realistic? This is clearly a real tiger!"
"Others walk their dogs, but he's walking the king of beasts?!"
"Who on earth is that important person in the car who can train a tiger to be so obedient!"
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Tang Xiaorui leaned against the car window, looking back at the majestic Siberian tiger, her face flushed with excitement.
"Sis! Look, it really follows us! It's even more well-behaved than a husky!"
Tang Xiaofu glanced at it in the rearview mirror.
He didn't say anything.
But when he looked away, the look of amazement in his eyes was not hidden.
Next stop: Wolf Valley.
Instead of the thick reinforced glass curtain wall found in the Siberian tiger exhibit, this area features tall barbed wire fences and isolation moats several meters deep.
The exhibition area simulates the transition zone between northern cold-temperate coniferous forests and grasslands, with withered yellow grass reaching knee-high and several jagged gray-white rocks scattered among them.
Even through the fence, dozens of pairs of eerie green eyes could be seen, appearing and disappearing in the depths of the grass.
Tang Xiaofu glanced at Lin Feng:
"Wolves are social animals with a strict hierarchy. You are not controlling one individual, but the alpha wolf of the entire pack."
"Understood." Lin Feng focused his gaze on the tallest rock in the center of the wolf pack.
There lay a large, pale blue male wolf, far larger than its kind, with a shoulder height of nearly a meter. Its fur was a mix of silver and gray, and there was an old, gaping wound on the tip of its ear. Its chin was slightly raised, and it was watching this place from afar with a cold, territorial gaze.
That's the wolf king.
Lin Feng took a deep breath.
"Call of the Wild" activated.
That invisible and intangible thought, like an unseen spear, pierced through the isolation trench and precisely penetrated the depths of the wolf king's consciousness.
The pale blue figure on the rock suddenly tensed up!
The wolf king suddenly stood up, gripped the rock face with its four paws, and let out a low, threatening whimper.
The mane on his neck bristled, and his amber vertical pupils were fixed on Lin Feng's location.
The surrounding wolves fell silent instantly, and dozens of pairs of eerie green eyes turned to the wolf king at the same time.
The eye contact lasted for three seconds.
Then, the wolf king leaped down from the rock, and in an almost submissive posture, with its head bowed and tail drooping, walked toward the transfer passage at the edge of the fence.
The iron gate slid open.
The wolf king walked out of the passage and onto the park road.
At that moment, the gasps of the scattered tourists around seemed to be choked – first, there was deathly silence, then a chorus of gasps for breath.
"That...that's a wolf?!"
"It's so big... it must be the wolf king..."
"How did it get out?!"
The wolf king ignored everyone's gaze.
It quickly walked to a spot about three meters away from Lin Feng, stopped, and then—with its forelimbs slightly bent, its chin resting on its front paws, its eerie green eyes quietly gazing ahead.
that's it.
Lin Feng then summoned a furious black bear, a mandrill, a cheetah, and an African lion.
Each one is the most ferocious in its respective species.
He stood there, with six silent and enormous figures behind him.
The Siberian tiger sits on the far left, its colorful fur like flowing flames, and the "king" character pattern on its forehead is clearly engraved in the sunlight.
The wolf king lay prone beside the tiger, its fur interwoven with silver and gray, creating a striking contrast of cool and warm against the tiger's stripes. Its deep green eyes gazed calmly ahead.
Black bears are truly enormous creatures; even when they lie down, they resemble silent hills, their breaths carrying a deep, resonant echo.
The demon-faced mountain goblin sat perched on a landscape rock, its ferocious blue and red face contrasting sharply with its relaxed posture, its bright black eyes scanning everything around it.
The cheetah's streamlined body resembles a fully drawn bow, and its golden eyes are as cold and sharp as knives.
The African lion's dark brown mane swayed gently in the breeze, and occasionally it would raise its eyes, its golden pupils reflecting the back of a human.
Six kinds of ferocious beasts, six realms of tamed royalty from the wilderness.
The roads outside the exhibition area were already packed with tourists.
No one dared to approach, no one dared to speak loudly, and no one even dared to take pictures.
Lin Feng simply stood there, a gentle breeze ruffling his clothes.
In that instant, he was not a tourist, not a zookeeper, not any identity that could be categorized or defined.
He is the king of this land!