The record of the shit shoveling officer who is a lion who is not doing his job properly

Chapter 19

91.

The male baboon seemed to realize that it was too far away from the tree where the baboon group lived, and stopped hesitantly.

Cindy turned her head and ran a few steps forward to lead it back. The male baboon got up and chased it again.

At the moment of running through the grass.

I jumped out and pushed it down, biting its spine with sharp teeth, and its lower body immediately went limp, its arms struggled in vain.

Cindy ran back and snapped its neck.

I backed away, panting, and let out a long growl in the direction of the baboons.

Several lionesses came forward and ate the male baboon carcasses on the other side.

93.

The strange voices became more and more frequent and urgent.

The white cat would move its sharp ears, lift its neck, and try its best to open its eyes and look straight at the direction of the sound.

I lay down behind it and licked the back of its hairy head.

94.

The white cat suddenly regained its strength today, and its spirit is much better than the previous two days.

It got up and walked around under the tree a few times.

A sound from a human tin box was getting closer.

Sure enough, it didn't take long, not far from the sparse grass.

"A lot of lions!"

"Ah, the little lion is so cute."

"Look under the tree! That lion is so big, is it the lion king?"

"The lion king is not big, but his mane is bigger."

"No way, it looks fierce."

"Tch, what's the big deal, a single lion's fighting power is no match for a tiger's."

"Hey, then you go up and fight it?"

"Tch, I don't know."

A group of human sightseeing groups sat in the iron cage, noisy, yelling, and chattering.

Holding a black cylinder in his hand.

Cindy said it was a telescope.

I don't care what it is.

The white cat was curious and watched them from behind a clump of grass.

95.

The humans seemed to see the white cat, and there was another scream.

"Wow! Do you see this over here! There's a white cat!"

"That's not a cat..."

"Why are there cats?"

"White, so beautiful."

"Will it get lost?"

"Who's cat will get lost in the grassland? Are you kidding me?"

"Will the lion eat it? That big lion has been watching it, so dangerous."

"It can't be the reserve food of the lions, hahaha."

"Hahaha, spare food."

"We have to figure out a way to get it out."

"Yes, it seems to be injured."

"It's so pitiful, it's really dangerous to let it stay here."

"Isn't it bitten by a lion?"

"let me see."

"Oh my God, that wound on it is disgusting."

"It's so dirty, its hind legs."

"terrible."

"I really want to keep that white cat, let's take it away."

I don't understand what the group of humans are arguing about, why they still haven't left.