Omegas are a rare resource, and there are only a few hundred omegas still alive in their prime. After the horrific destruction of their shelter, the omegas were assigned to different regional military units, with the entire city's military providing constant protection. Not to mention, all other living resources are the best and most top-tier available in each region.

There are only a handful of omegas who are unwilling to marry and are willing to become public omegas to appease alphas.

Such a beautiful, tender cub, with seemingly limitless potential for differentiation, should have been protected in the clouds long ago, instead of being locked in this small, square room, waiting for a guardian to come and take care of him.

If the game's creator is discovered, not only will the courts be in charge, but Mephisto could put that guy in jail for life!

Thinking it over, Mephisto impulsively fed the cub the maximum apology—a luxurious strawberry cream cake.

The cub looked at the cake, and pink bubbles were already popping out of its head.

The cub put its face on the screen again; Mephisto and the cub had developed a basic understanding. After Mephisto placed his finger on it, the cub began to whisper sweet nothings again:

"Daddy, your son loves you so much~"

Why are you so easy to coax?

Mephius didn't know what to say about this special, magical cub.

The boy's emotions are like the unpredictable weather of Mephistopheles, sometimes cloudy and sometimes sunny. But no matter the weather, this silly cloud will just circle around him, sometimes saying that he likes his dad a little, and sometimes saying that he likes his dad a lot.

Speaking of which, what is liking and what is love?