Afterward, they used the tooth dagger to cut open the male tiger's hide, drinking its blood and eating its flesh.
To their relief, the keeper never appeared throughout the entire process.
That eased them considerably.
As he drank blood, Old E mocked himself. "So this is what it means to eat raw meat and drink blood!"
"The ancients were the same."
The other three laughed as well.
After a life-or-death struggle, fueled by adrenaline, they were all in a state of intense excitement and could not feel any pain.
Right now, they only felt that being alive was wonderful.
The sky and the cages all felt so real.
Before long.
They drained one male tiger's blood and ate several chunks of raw meat, finally managing to maintain their strength.
"We should look for a safe place to hide now," the four of them said.
They hastily buried the corpse to prevent the keeper from discovering it.
Do not forget that they were "animals" now.
If captive animals killed visitors, their only fate would be execution.
After all, they were zoo animals, not wild animals. They had no immunity.
They left the male tiger's cage and searched all around for a safe hiding place.
At that moment, Old E said, "Everyone, think carefully."
"We can put ourselves in the mindset of a real beast of prey."
"If that beast faced elimination and execution, and wanted to escape, where would it hide to be safe?"
The other three frowned as they thought.
Old H spoke up. "I think finding the keeper would be the safest option."
"Right, the keeper!" Old G agreed.
"The keeper is the key. Keepers often have some affection for animals." Old E nodded.
"Our first priority is to gain the keeper's trust."
Old F added, "That's right. Our