After it could eat its fill every day, the endless stream of knowledge and thought patterns began forcing it to investigate where it all came from.
What am I? Why am I like this?
Once the urge to investigate arose, its intense curiosity spread like a wildfire, and its increasingly powerful desire to seek answers began to consume it.
"Let's go!"
Following the direction of the consciousness it could sense—the one that had always been starving.
Little cub led its family members off on a search.
They crossed the great sandy plain, arrived at the wetland marshes, crossed the wetlands, and then reached the grasslands.
A piece of meat hung bizarrely from a bare tree in the grasslands.
The mother cheetah sniffed it. Seeing that the tree was not very tall, she prepared to climb up and drag the meat down.
Yet when Little cub looked at the meat, a storm surged through its heart.
"The cut surface is far too smooth. It was cut with a knife..."
"And the thing tying it up... That's... nylon rope?"
As long as it investigated, it could recognize and understand almost everything.
Little cub felt that there was nothing in this world it did not know. As long as it saw something... it would definitely recognize it.
Upon seeing the strange hanging meat before it, it quickly realized what it was.
"A trap!"
"It was hung here deliberately to lure wild beasts into eating it. And hung on such a thin branch, it can almost only be eaten by leopards."
"It's poisonous, right?"
"Meow, meow, meow!"
Little cub hurriedly stopped the mother cheetah, then had everyone rest nearby while it silently waited for something.
Sure enough, several hours later, a Pickup truck and an RV drove past, stirring up powerful fluctuations in Little