Afternoon.
The black panther was transported over and placed into the quarantine area.
Although the animals sent by the system have gone through quarantine and have the relevant certificates, there was temporarily no other place for them.
This black panther poked its head out of the transport cage door, lowered its body cautiously, and surveyed the outside environment before bolting out and scampering into a corner.
Its coat was pitch black, looking like the profound night sky when one can't see the hand in front of them.
Although the fur was a deep black, the musculature beneath, reflected a faint, almost imperceptible dark metallic sheen under natural light, exuding a mysterious and enchanting temperament.
Now, the corner of the cage seemed as if it was eerily swallowed by darkness.
One could imagine that in the dim light of night, its pitch-black coat would blend seamlessly with the shadows, making it nearly impossible to detect while it lurked within.