Chapter 475 Chapter 475 His name is Gu Mo

Your sarcastic tone means to ask him to wait a moment?

Ming Sang, who was knocked down by the little mushroom cub and frozen completely unable to move, rolled his blue eyes and tried to make a mocking expression but failed.

——I really didn’t notice it at all!

Although they are in the same guild, the people in the Jingshen Guild are no longer the same ones who were founded at the beginning. As the strongest guild in the entire Jia Country, the Jingshen Guild has been constantly absorbing new members. Although the number of people has never been particularly large, it is unlikely to have the same atmosphere as the original Jingshen Guild.

Just like the young boy Ming Sang, he only joined in the last two years, but Gu Liuming has been in control of the union for a long time.

Of course, this doesn't mean that their relationship is bad. At least Ming Sang is very respectful to Gu Liuming in most cases. It's just that because of the changes that happened to the psychics, their emotions are quite unstable and they have some vague sense of opposition to each other. This is why there has been some tension within the Jingshen Guild in recent years, including the members who were pessimistic before.

The development of this situation is enough to show that the next collapse of the entire world is imminent. Countless hidden dangers are already brewing, suppressed to the extreme, just waiting to erupt completely. When the time comes, it will be like a volcanic eruption, just like the first zombie apocalypse that swept the world, dealing a huge blow to the creatures that survived the natural disaster, and a heavy blow to the world that has stabilized again.

Everyone can only watch the situation develop, unable to stop or change it. In such an uncertain situation, creatures who have experienced so many hardships before can easily feel despair and unable to save themselves.

Today they were unusually cheerful.

Because of this little guy who suddenly appeared.

Just now Qin Wenhao was still thinking that life really needs some novelty to be less dull and passive, but when Ming Sang fell down, Qin Wenhao took a breath of cold air, huddled in his seat, staring at the little guy who was sleeping peacefully in Gu Liuming's arms with a slightly terrified expression - although life does need some novelty.

——But isn’t this a bit too much of a novelty?!

The surroundings fell silent in an instant.

Ming Sang couldn't move or speak - he was shaken at first, but he didn't take it seriously. But after a few seconds, he was a little surprised.

What's this?

Is it poisonous?

Why did it last so long and be so immediate?

Ming Sang felt his superpowers being blocked, and the poison that paralyzed his body looked harmless, but once it actually entered his body, it was like a suddenly swelled monster that began to devour his functions and plunder his energy. If he had to do it, he would definitely be able to act with his superpower level, but Ming Sang tried it, and every action was extremely difficult and uncomfortable, especially when using his superpowers.

It was as if a layer of shackles was placed on his supernatural powers, making them somewhat slow and blocked.

It feels like suffocating when moving.

This is too poisonous.

Anyway, it's very safe here. Ming Sang just stands there motionless. It's a good thing that he is small. If he were an adult man, he would probably be falling down by now.

"This, this this this——"

Qin Wenhao stared at the little guy.

"President—"

"Um."

Having been knocked down twice and not wanting to be knocked down for the third time, Gu Liuming looked ahead expressionlessly.

"It's probably his ability. Not only can he turn into a mushroom, but it's a poisonous mushroom. Don't wake him up, or he'll poison himself."

And then he knocked Ming Sang down? ?

And looking at Gu Liuming's appearance, he had obviously been hit. Qin Wenhao looked at this little guy with awe in an instant.

Being able to make a 3S-level psychic say this - Qin Wenhao suspected that this poison could kill him directly.

And—speaking of the colorful bubbles they saw earlier? That felt a bit like a toxin… Qin Wenhao didn't dare to say anything or think too much.

"Okay, okay—"

Qin Wenhao nodded cautiously, shrank himself into the corner between the chair and the car door, and looked at the little guy carefully.

The little mushroom cub adjusted its posture again.

"Good—good times—"

Qin Wenhao was in a state of suspicion and immediately came to the conclusion after hearing this.

On the contrary, Tiangang, this mushroom wants to eat people!

Gu Liuming seemed to be aware of Qin Wenhao's reaction. He paused and turned to look at Qin Wenhao: "There's no need to be so nervous."

Although he said so, Gu Liuming did not move at all.

Even the driver in front seemed to slow down his breathing and began to avoid the potholes carefully.

Let this ancestor sleep until he wakes up naturally!

The car drove until the early morning of the next day.

As expected, at dawn, the car belonging to the Jingshen Guild just arrived at the entrance of Changmu City.

This largest base city in Jia Country is equipped with the most complete inspection and entry and exit equipment.

After determining the identity and checking the physical condition, the car was allowed in.

The vehicle drove all the way to the registration office, and the people who were waiting for Gu Liuming near the entrance and exit also followed quietly.

Gu Liuming was still holding the cub. Everyone in the car noticed the movement of the vehicle behind them, but did not react much.

At this moment, Ming Sang was almost able to move. He slowly and stiffly opened and closed his hands, feeling them carefully.

Then he said, "This toxin is mainly paralyzing. I estimate that just one drop can paralyze an average adult for several days."

This is still a conservative estimate.

After all, the resistance of people with special abilities is much stronger than that of ordinary people. It is even possible that this toxin can paralyze an ordinary person for half a month to a month - and ordinary people cannot last that long, so if no one helps, they may face a long and desperate death.

Ming Sang turned around and looked at the little mushroom cub again.

He slept for a long time, but because he was sleeping in the car, he was not very restful or comfortable, so he was still a little groggy after such a long time.

His little hands clutched Gu Liuming's clothes with a somewhat dependent attitude.

And you can feel that he is a little chatterbox, and he occasionally makes meaningless noises in his sleep, which sound a bit like babyish babbling.

Qin Wenhao was also torn for a long time between whether he was really cute but also poisonous.

Until the little guy suddenly woke up, as if he was startled awake. He sat up from Gu Liuming's arms, his black hair was disheveled, and his emerald green eyes were misty under the black hair.

He first looked around to see where he was, then looked at Gu Liuming's face, then he let out a breath and lay in Gu Liuming's arms.

When he was sleeping restlessly, he had a dream. He dreamed that he was held in the prince's hand again and tried all kinds of toxins, which scared the little mushroom cub awake in an instant.

"You're awake."

Ming Sang opened his eyes wide and sat in his seat. He instantly changed from the miserable look of being poisoned to looking innocent and harmless.

"We've entered Changmu City. It's almost dawn."

Is it almost dawn?

The little guy was still a little dazed after his nightmare. He yawned and seemed to come back to his senses. Then he smiled and said, "Good morning."

Ming Sang:!

He, this beautiful and cute translucent little mushroom says good morning to him!

Ming Sang was about to speak, but the little guy had already turned his head and said to Gu Liuming: "Good morning."

Then he looked at Qin Wenhao again, not leaving anyone behind, and even greeted the driver and the psychic next to him.

But the little cub didn’t quite understand why these uncles looked at him with something strange in their eyes.

"Didn't sleep well? I'm sweating."

Gu Liuming raised his hand and touched the little guy's smooth forehead.

Just now, the little cub suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

"It was a nightmare."

The little mushroom cub looked at the wrinkled area where he was lying, and patted it with his little hands feeling a little guilty.

"Are you numb? Did Momo sleep for too long?"

But it’s so warm and reassuring.

This is a feeling that the little mushroom cub has only experienced a few times since it was born.

It doesn't feel numb at all.

Then Gu Liuming heard the chatterbox continue to mutter softly: "I had a very bad nightmare. In the dream, Mo Mo was the only one -"

The little guy was talking about his terrible experience of being chased by bad guys in a dream and being caught. The car had stopped. Gu Liuming got out of the car with the chatterbox in his arms. He walked inside while responding to the little guy.

The people behind him also stopped, they seemed to be reporting the situation.

Qin Wenhao frowned and turned to negotiate, but Gu Liuming ignored him.

The little guy's attention was quickly attracted by this huge building.

He cried out, and tried to raise his little head as high as possible—

The buildings in Changmu City are naturally not comparable to those in a small place like Base City K23.

The registration office alone was converted from the huge building here, so it is still quite spectacular.

"So high, so high, so high—"

After the little guy got off the car, he was put on the ground and held Gu Liuming's hand. Ming Sang was also eager to hold his hand, but unfortunately, the little cub's attention was attracted again. He stretched out his little hand to gesture and was led into the building.

It was still very early at this moment, and the staff on duty was dozing off when they suddenly saw Gu Liuming coming in with a little kid - ordinary people might not be very familiar with these high-level psychics.

But those who work in the government are very familiar with them.

He stood up subconsciously.

"President Gu?"

"Register."

Gu Liuming nodded and pointed to the little guy he was holding.

The little mushroom cub was not even half the height of the counter, and was leaning on the counter looking up - in the shadows, the emerald green of his eyes was particularly bright.

Small mushrooms like dark and humid environments.

The morning in Changmu City is perfect for the little one.

"Okay, okay, what's this kid's name?"

The staff quickly began tapping away on their keyboards.

He asked.

Then he heard Gu Liuming speak calmly: "Gu Mo."

Why?

The little mushroom cub, who was extremely curious about everything around him and should have been very energetic at this time, suddenly looked at Gu Liuming.

——Gu, Mo.

"Gu Mo? What's your relationship?"

"Father and son."

Gu Liuming answered even faster, as if he noticed the little guy was looking at him. Gu Liuming lowered his head and smiled.

Then he said, "I called you that, have you forgotten?" - He still remembered it, but didn't know how to say it.

The little guy called for his father in desperation.

The little mushroom cub thought Gu Liuming didn't care or didn't hear it, so he didn't dare to call out again.

Then the little guy hugged Gu Liuming's legs.

The eyes were moist and the same as Gu Liuming's. The chatterbox seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end he kept silent. He just put his little face next to Gu Liuming and said in a soft voice: "Dad."

Dad, Dad, Dad—

It seems that it doesn’t matter what you say, just calling it this is enough.