Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf

Next,

Su Lin lay at the entrance of the cave, beginning his vigil.

His physical strength had not yet returned to its peak.

He didn't plan on hunting outside either.

The cave's food supply,

currently weighed nearly a thousand pounds,

This food was enough to feed the wolf pack for two to three months.

If rationed, it could even last half a year without any trouble.

However,

with an abundant food supply, Su Lin didn't intend to limit the appetites of his cousin, Wolf Sister, Xiao Hui, or the Grey White Little Wolf.

After all, they were still in a phase of rapid growth,

and as they grew,

they could also become a significant aid to him in the future.

After the wolf pack had eaten,

Wolf Sister and the Grey White Little Wolf started frolicking again.

Seeing Su Lin keeping watch, his cousin returned to her spot and fell asleep.

Xiao Hui watched with relish as the Grey White Little Wolf and Wolf Sister played.

Currently, both little wolves had Level 2 attributes and their bodies were about eighty to ninety centimeters long.

In their skirmishes,

they actually displayed some might.

The young wolves' naive howls echoed through the cave.

As Wolf Sister and the Grey White Little Wolf played,

time flew by in an instant.

....

Ten days later.

In the Arctic skies, the duration of the bright light was getting longer,

to the point where each day upon waking, one could still see the faint dawn on the horizon.

The climate also began to warm up gradually,

from minus thirty or forty degrees to around minus ten degrees.

With the arrival of the warm season,

some species had started migrating back to the Arctic.

With prey available,

it meant that the hunters under the polar night finally saw hope for survival.

This period,

was definitely the craziest time for hunting.

The hunters, starved to the extreme, were even daring to take risks with large groups of Musk Oxen, Reindeer, and others.

Su Lin and Xiao Hui's physical strength

had also long since returned to their peak.

But they had not gone hunting.

There was still plenty of food in the cave,

and during these days,

Su Lin finished eating the Variant Species bear cub and gained another hundred or so Evolution Points.

Xiao Hui also ate plenty of Grizzly Bear Meat, and his strength had steadily improved.

He was getting closer and closer to reaching Level 5.

His cousin's growth rate was somewhat beyond Su Lin's expectations.

She was about to break through to Level 4.

After reaching Level 4, his cousin could be considered to have the strength of an adult female Arctic Wolf.

Staying in the cave, she could provide the two cubs with an added sense of security.

As for Wolf Sister and the Grey White Little Wolf, there was still some distance to go before breaking through to Level 3.

In the meantime,

during these days,

the Little Lone Wolf had survived thanks to his tenacious vitality.

Although his wounds had not yet healed,

his life state had stabilized,

and he could barely stand and move about.

The Little Lone Wolf, who thought he was surely dead,

was surprised to wake up to the sight of a wolf pack.

It seemed as if he had been taken in by this pack.

In his memory, the wolf packs under the polar night were also starving to the point of madness,

resorting to cannibalism.

Yet, when he saw the cave's stash of seven or eight hundred pounds of Grizzly Bear carcass,

and the rest of the Wolf Clan with their shiny fur, all full of life, the Little Lone Wolf started to think

that this wolf pack seemed different from the ones he remembered.

The intelligence of the Little Lone Wolf was considerably higher than that of the average Wolf Clan,

and even after waking up,

he stayed very cautious, hidden in a corner of the cave, daring not make the slightest sound.

He also didn't have the ridiculous notion to run out of the cave,

knowing that with his current injuries, just walking and standing were difficult, and escaping from the cave would be a death sentence.

So, he just lay quietly in the corner of the cave.

And each time, upon hearing the low growl of the White Wolf eating, with a body over two meters in stature,

he didn't dare approach to eat.

He could only swallow his saliva while watching the rest of the Wolf Clan feasting heavily.

Past experiences had taught him not only to bare his fangs in the face of enemies,

but also to live carefully and cautiously.

Even though he was very hungry,

even though the wounds on his body were a constant reminder that he urgently needed nutritional supplements,

he still suppressed his animal instincts,

and lay obediently in the corner without daring to move an inch.

Today was the third day since he had woken up.

So hungry.

At that moment, the Little Lone Wolf, watching the nearby wolf pack feast once again,

felt so hungry that his head was spinning.

But he just buried his head in his front legs, smelling the cold, sandy scent of the cave.