Becoming the Dark Tyrant's Only Cub [Interstellar]

Five-year-old angel cub Chu Zao grew up alone. He had an unusual halo, jet-black hair, and would turn into a fluffy white ball of a little monster in moments of crisis. As an anomaly within his cla...

Chapter 91 Chapter 91 If you don’t ask, he won’t tell you. But if you ask…

Chapter 91 Chapter 91 If you don’t ask, he won’t tell you. But if you ask…

The atmosphere in the special class was much more relaxed and cheerful than Xiao Chuzao had imagined.

After greeting him repeatedly, he began to enthusiastically introduce the things on the training ground to him.

Including the training gun that Teng Kelin just used.

"That's it, little prince."

Someone came over with a gun.

The training gun is not equipped with live ammunition and is very low in danger. It is used in conjunction with the intelligent system on the training ground and is usually used for training.

However, this gun is basically the same weight as the energy gun issued after joining the army.

So it was very heavy, and still too big for the tiny Chuzao.

It looks like it’s about half the height of an algae plant.

Little Chuzao weighed it and blinked his big eyes - he picked it up, but it was too heavy and he almost dropped it.

If his physical fitness had not gradually improved during this period, he might not have been able to lift the gun.

The intelligent system on the training ground automatically recognized that there were many virtual targets flying in the distance. They were quite far away and were moving targets.

Xiao Chuzao had never practiced this before. He looked at it curiously and then looked at the gun in his hand.

The cub had seen guns, but had never watched them being used carefully. The Crown Clan had powerful spiritual weapons and basically did not need energy guns.

"That's the first-year group of the advanced department. It's just the gathering stage now. Classes haven't started yet."

The students in the special class gathered around and discussed with Xiao Chuzao in a low voice.

"The guy who just shot the gun basically ranks first in the whole school in terms of comprehensive gun scores—"

There are still many things left unsaid.

For example, Teng Colin was the original talent of the Ling family in Saint Cass's future plan. He received family training most of the time. In fact, he did not have much contact and communication with his classmates in the First Military Academy and was not very popular.

Another thing is that at this time, the little prince has obviously arrived and is firing shots out of nowhere - although it does not violate the rules of the training ground, it still makes people feel a little rebellious.

Just thinking of Saint Cass's future plans for those families, the boys and girls swallowed back the words that were about to come out of their mouths.

Little Chuzao just glanced over there, not caring too much. He folded the small wings spread out behind him. He was small, and looked soft and gentle. His big round eyes were soft and clear, as if they could reflect the softness of all things in the world. He was carrying a heavy gun that was completely inconsistent with his style, which felt a little bit out of place.

So, the student who came over with the gun was glared at by the students in the special class around him.

Just take a look. His Highness is still so young and has just returned to the royal court. He is still at an age that needs protection.

Moreover, the little prince's bow and arrow are also quite powerful.

You don't need these things, okay?

He even insisted on bringing them here when the first years of the senior department were there.

The man laughed dryly and scratched his head.

It's not his fault. When the little prince looked up and asked, he moved instinctively before he could react.

He wanted to reach out and take it - after all, this thing was too heavy, and they had a hard time getting used to it at first.

And what's wrong with that beast Chao Huangmu? Can you please stop smiling at me so creepily? ? ?

But then Xiao Chuzao turned around and looked at Chao Huangmu in confusion and asked, "How do I use this?"

There are no guns in the Angel Realm, and the Crown Clan does not use these weapons. The little guy is indeed very unfamiliar with guns.

Not far away, the two instructors had not left yet.

Pei Bing, the instructor of the advanced department, turned his head to look at Xue Yifan, the instructor of the special class: "Come to think of it, I have never seen the princes of the crown family use guns."

"For your majesty and your highnesses, spiritual weapons are the most powerful and convenient. Guns are not necessary."

Xue Yifan smiled, he didn't know what he remembered, he let out a cry.

Xue Yifan was the instructor who had taken the three little ones to the front battlefield for practical training.

Gunshots rang out on the training ground below—

Those were the bullets shot by the little cub. The little guy didn't know how to use it very well. He followed what Chao Huangmu said and did it a few times. The metal gun was held by him. Although it was very stable, the contrast between the cub's body shape and personality and the cold and hard gun made people feel that it was shaky.

"It seems that your Highness is not very good at using a gun."

Pei Bing spoke again.

"But it is true that your Highness does not need guns."

"No, to be precise, the Crown Clan is good at almost everything."

Xue Yifan waved his hand again.

"And don't underestimate His Highness because he is young—"

On the training ground, the cub, who had roughly figured out the principle, tried only a few times before squinting his eyes and starting to aim at the moving target in the distance.

Hold your breath, focus, and aim at one point——

When Xiao Chuzao's serious but still childish face becomes tense, there is a different feeling, which brings a vague sense of oppression.

All the students of the First Military Academy who were watching this side were slightly stunned, and their bodies instinctively adopted a defensive posture.

Bang, bang, bang——

The young cub held the gun high, squinting his eyes and aiming, and as he shot down the moving targets, the wind blew past, lifting his soft curls and blowing the fluffy wings behind him.

Xiao Chuzao retracted the gun and blinked his big eyes again - good job, he hit them all!

The little cub unconsciously straightened his chest and raised his head - this was easier to beat than his uncle.

Yes, Xiao Chuzao has never come into contact with a moving target because there is no need.

Finney has thrown moving targets himself and even made moving targets himself - the difficulty level of Finney is different from these.

Xue Yifan looked at the moving targets that had all been shot down, and at Teng Kelin who was suddenly stunned.

He showed an expression that said, "As expected."

"Unlike the students in the military academy, your Highness has actually been on the battlefield. Not to mention - your Highness's weapon is a bow."

Xue Yifan patted Pei Bing's shoulder, who was also stunned and had some hair standing on end.

"I still remember how easily His Highness Finny played with guns. Speaking of which, because of the alien beast problem last time, the interstellar space may be even more chaotic. The new equipment is already in place. Should we also apply for it? We need more practical training instead of training here all the time. Your Majesty and the princes cannot cover all of Saint Cass's territory. We need to be stronger and keep up with the pace."

"Ah, that's a good suggestion. Before everything gets completely chaotic, we should strive to get more opportunities for actual combat. I've also read your last report. More actual combat does have a lot of benefits. Let's jointly submit a report and try to conduct more operations in the next few years. I don't know when we can make any progress in exploring the contaminated area."

It's time for class.

The two instructors are about to separate.

"Come to think of it, was it His Majesty who sent the little prince to the military academy today?"

"Should it be? Why?"

"No, nothing much. I just feel a little strange - I can't really put my finger on what's wrong."

Far away from the training ground——

"Not bad, well done. You see, Uncle San's special training class was very successful."

Finny looked on from afar and felt proud of it.

"Allow me to correct you carefully, Your Highness Finny. Before you came back, I was the one who taught you all the skills."

Hull stood on the other side, watching from a distance.

"Come to think of it, don't you have to work?"

Frey, who was standing on the other side, suddenly said something.

Finney looked over: "Are you talking about me? Aren't you standing here too? What's more--"

Frey hesitated.

Finny looked to the other side again - at the end of the shade of the trees, there was a tall figure standing still. Amos, leaning against the wall, glanced at his brothers indifferently, then looked at his own cub in the distance.

Amos is here!

Frey sighed: "That's why I said that..."

How come it's just like human children going to kindergarten, with so many parent cats squatting in one place and watching, and not going to work.

Amos was used to having the little guy with him, and he was not used to it at the moment, but the others...

It doesn't need to be so much.

But what if you let him go back?

don't want.

Everybody's here, why should he go back to work?

Anyway, Ayala is back, and the hard-working Job is gradually starting to handle simple things.

Um.

Just leave such important work to them.

*

Polluted exploration area.

Another month has passed.

The road towards the pollution has been groped forward for a distance again.

They have discovered many traces of life left on these planets before they were engulfed by pollution.

There are even quite a few warship models that have been passed down from Saint Cass thousands of years ago to the present, which are particularly depressing to look at.

But the pollution does have a pattern, and they have also detected some energy that is different from pollution and are doing further analysis.

I believe that in a few months at most, there will be results.

Whether it is this power, the strange beast that Xiao Chuzao met last time, or the other side of the pollution and isolation - the interstellar world that may still exist.

Fei Man was dealing with all the strange beasts around him as usual.

During the time she was near the pollution, she had been feeling something strange - because of the algae, her mental crown did not have any major problems, and she killed all the strange beasts around her, but she could not detect where the problem came from.

"Your Highness Fei Man, we have searched all the places and the strange beasts here have been completely eliminated. Shall we return to our base?"

Fei Man frowned tightly.

"Do you smell blood?"

The five senses of the Crown Clan are much stronger than those of ordinary people.

Fei Man sniffed and frowned.

"Is... is it the smell of blood from an alien beast?"

Feman's adjutant asked softly.

"No."

Fei Man shook his head.

Not quite the same, it looks like human, but not that similar.

"Should we investigate it more carefully?"

"Leave some people behind to verify the specific situation—"

The silver-black crown on Fei Man's head lit up slightly, her scarlet eyes were stained with a dangerous and turbulent light, she held the silver-black spear in her hand, and her aura was cold.

But before she could make further arrangements, a voice came from the communicator.

"Your Highness Fei Man! We have found some special damaged warships. Judging from the serial numbers, they seem to be from the First Army of Saint Cass that disappeared in the pollution nearly a thousand years ago. There are no signs of mental explosion in the damaged warships."

Fei Man suddenly raised his eyes.

Fei Man hesitated for a moment, then lowered her eyes again.

The bodies of the Crown Clan are unique. After self-destruction, they will slowly weather and disappear into bones.

If the remains of Sancas' First Army were found...

Grandpa...

Fei Man turned around, spread his wings and took off, flying towards the base.

Dwight’s grandfather Ebenino of Feman’s generation and the First Army of Sancas disappeared in the pollution.

Could she also find the remains of her grandfather's body?

*

Saint Casti Star.

Royal Court.

Around noon.

Amos looked at the time, preparing to return to Dwight's palace on time to have lunch with the cub.

This is an important part of your Majesty's day.

The cub has grown a little taller during this period of time, and his appetite has also increased. Before, a bottle of cub milk could make him half full, but now he can only drink a little.

There are several documents on the table.

Amos took a quick look.

Anya has completed her mission and returned. She should have arrived at Dwight Palace in the morning.

And another troublesome guy even reported that he wanted to go out to garrison.

It was Aiyara who, ever since he noticed that the cub was a little repulsive, would never take the initiative to approach little Chuzao.

The situation of Ayala's crown is not bad, but the speed of its collapse is relatively fast in their generation.

He was awkward again, so Amos narrowed his eyes and rejected his application.

Never mind what Ayala's mood is.

Here, the idea is the same.

No one has the time to change your mind, but when dealing with the cub, you have to show an attitude, not such a gesture. Also, his crown is inherently dangerous, and Amos has no intention of letting him leave the Imperial Star until Xiao Chuzao is willing to deal with it for him.

Restore the file.

Amos stood up and picked up his coat.

Stride outside.

Xiao Chuzao was studying with Hull in the palace in the morning, so he didn't follow him.

Amos passed by the window, the sunlight dazzled his eyes, and he tilted his head.

See the gorgeous decorative mirror hanging not far away.

I saw my own reflection in it.

A cold and calm crown clan.

It also seems a bit leisurely.

If his father Clancy had seen him when he was a child, he would probably have frowned and said that he was lazy and careless.

But it doesn't matter.

His Majesty Amos thought indifferently -

Clancys is not as cute as his cub Zao Zao, who has big honey-colored eyes and soft, slightly curly fur. He is stubborn and usually very smart, but also too stupid to preen his feathers. Every day he has to spread his wings and ask him to help preen them.

Yes.

Only his cubs were like this – adorable.

His Majesty Amos withdrew his gaze indifferently and strode out of the office.

And inside Dwight's palace.

When the time came, Hull had already left for the medical center.

Morlo's condition has improved a lot, but he still stays in the medical center, trying to find a way to relieve Hull's pain.

Hull was going to have dinner with Morlo.

Little Chuzao was in the living room at the moment. He moved a small chair over, spread out some books on the low table, and followed Hull to learn about the culture of Saint Cass, interstellar language, etc. These things also took the little cub a long time.

The little guy was waiting for Baba to come back. He also held a pen and practiced writing and drawing on a notebook.

On the sofa behind him, Anya, who had been working hard for several days and had urgently completed an overseas assignment, had simply fallen asleep on the sofa.

The sunlight and the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper.

It really makes people feel sleepy.

Why hasn’t Baba come back yet?

The uncle behind him turned over again.

Little Chuzao was a little hungry, but also a little sleepy because of his uncle who was sleeping soundly and seemed to be sleeping particularly sweetly. He yawned, looked at his own slightly clumsy and childish handwriting, flapped his little wings behind him with satisfaction, and pressed the paper flat with his hands.

Then the little cub climbed up.

Moved to the side of the sofa.

The cub raised his hand and patted his uncle's face, then held his uncle's face and squeezed it in the middle.

"Uncle, uncle——"

The little fellow cried in a soft and babyish voice.

"It's time to eat. You asked Zao Zao to wake you up. If you continue to sleep like this, Zao Zao will also want to sleep - eh?"

The cub clapped again, let go and raised his hand, then froze for a moment. He looked at his uncle's face and then at his own little hands.

Little Chuzao was stunned. He subconsciously stretched out his little hand and rubbed the place where he had just slapped.

Little Chuzao is now much stronger than before.

The little hand rubbed like this and woke Anya up from his sleep - his sleep quality is generally not that good, but the environment at the moment is really suitable for Anya to rest.

So when Anya opened his eyes, he saw the little cub looking at him very closely.

Her big, soft honey-colored eyes, her eyelashes curled like little fans, she blinked once, twice, and then she was startled by his opening his eyes, and took a step back: "Uncle, you're awake."

The little cub is soft and sticky.

It looks like a small but good-tempered creature.

"Um."

Anya got up in a daze.

He felt that since Aiyala came back, his status in Xiao Chuzao's heart had risen sharply.

He didn't understand why, but he was quite proud of it, and his voice was a little hoarse and a little tired.

"Teacher Hull is gone?"

Anya yawned and looked around.

Xiao Chuzao nodded.

The little cub took a few steps back and seemed to think hard.

Then he ran over to Butler Mori, standing on tiptoe, and it was unknown what he said to Butler Mori.

Anya didn't pay much attention to it - maybe Xiaochanzao wanted to eat something special at noon and told Mori about it?

This kind of thing happened frequently. Asmo even boasted to him secretly during the communication how well-behaved Zao Zao was.

Not long after, the cub ran towards Anya again, holding a wet towel.

The little wings behind the cub flapped, looking serious and innocent.

"Uncle, I just woke up. Wipe your face and wake up."

Huh? I didn't expect that.

Anya was halfway through a yawn, looking down at the cub in confusion.

He took the wet towel suspiciously and wiped his face casually.

I feel a little flattered.

"Has my uncle been out for too long? Does Zao Zao miss him?"

Little Chuzao blinked his big eyes again.

Looking at Anya, the little cub seemed to flap its little wings behind it stupidly.

At this moment, outside Dwight's palace, Amos walked in.

Amos first glanced at Xiao Chuzao, then glanced at Anya: "Zao Zao."

Amos had already spoken, and was about to look away after glancing at Anya, but the next second Amos paused and stayed on Anya's face for a moment.

Then, Amos looked away calmly without any emotion.

His Majesty squatted down, hugged the little cub who ran over with a clatter and called out, "Ba Ba."

Anya raised his hand and scratched the back of his head.

"Zao Zao must be hungry."

Anya said.

"Others, don't wait. We don't know when Big Brother will be back. I don't know if Finny got lost outside again. Let's eat first."

Amos nodded as well.

Everything was normal, except the little cub kept trying to wipe his face.

After a meal.

Finney arrived late.

"Anya? Are you back? Where's Zao Zao?"

A few steps into the door, he picked up the nutrient solution on the table, took a bite and took a big sip. He was about to say something when Anya heard his voice and turned to look at him.

"Ah, why are you back so late? Zao Zao went to the next room with the housekeeper to get something and will be back soon. By the way, I haven't looked through the information carefully yet. How is the progress over there at Fei Man? Have you found anything in the pollution?"

He also didn't know that those things were reported directly to Amos -

Finny was drinking nutrient solution and mumbling something vaguely.

The next second, Finny, who saw Anya's face clearly, was stunned for a moment, and the nutrient solution in his mouth sprayed out, spreading evenly on Anya's face.

Anya: ????

"What are you doing???!!!"

"Cough, cough, cough—"

Finny choked and coughed, then looked carefully at Anyada's face. He couldn't help laughing.

"No, why is there "braised pork" written on one side of your face and "steamed egg custard" written on the other? There's also a string of sugar written underneath - hahaha."

Anya: ...What?

Amos, who was sitting on the sofa, also looked up, a little confused.

Of course, judging from His Majesty Amos's expression, it is hard to tell that he is confused.

"Aren't you playing with Zao Zao?" - He thought that it was some new way that Anya had come up with to please little Chu Zao. After all, Anya had done many stupid things like this before.

Anya: ?????

Anya walked quickly to the mirror and looked at the marks "written" on her face, or to be more precise, printed on it.

The immature notes are a little blurry, but you can tell that the ink is of good quality and it hasn't been erased.

"Brother, you just looked at me like that...?"

AMOS: ?

"So you want me to wipe your face?"

Amos snorted lightly, seeming a little disgusted.

Anya: ...

He was woken up by Zao Zao's rubbing, the wet towel Zao Zao handed over attentively to wipe his face, the little movements of Zao Zao rubbing her hands awkwardly, the little expression of Zao Zao guilty when she picked up food for him——

At some point, everything clicked.

He thought his standing in the cub's heart had been particularly elevated—actually.

Not far away, little Chuzao had just finished talking with Grandpa Mori, and he came out flapping his little wings.

Then I felt that the atmosphere in the living room was a little subtle.

The little fellow took two steps, tilted his head in confusion, and called out softly, "Ba Ba?"

Amos responded from the other end.

But Xiao Chuzao didn't see his target mission - his uncle.

The little cub looked around and finally looked in the direction of Finny and Anya in confusion - Oh, Uncle San is back.

The small wings behind the cub visibly trembled for a moment, and the small golden halo on the crown also flickered guiltily.

Anya stood next to Finny, with a mirror not far away, and he looked at Xiao Chuzao.

"Algae!"

The young cub paused: "How to provoke, uncle?"

An Ya looked at the little guy, his face with braised pork, steamed egg custard and a line of sugar words tensed: "Uncle's face——"

Exposing her guilty conscience about what she was writing after the teacher left, Zao Zao spread her little wings, looked obedient, and opened her eyes wide: "Ah?"

——If you don’t ask, he won’t tell you. Once you ask, he will be surprised.