Chapter 28 Chapter 28 Why do you keep giving up after each failure?
Algae ate my brain...
Aaaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!
Although the Crown Clan does not compare all mental power to the "brain", for example, the mental weapons that are an extension of the Crown Clan's power are actually just a manifestation of the Crown Clan's strong mental power, which is different from their crown halo. Otherwise, Melun would be throwing out his "brain" every time he attacks.
Amos also chopped people with his "brain" - obviously that's not the case.
But mental strength is keen and important to everyone, including the Crown Clan.
It's just that the Crown Clan has strong mental power, which can be quickly recovered and replenished in a short period of time, and can create unique mental weapons suitable for themselves, not to mention that Melun is deliberately paying attention to this mental power at the moment.
To be honest, this mental power at this moment is not much different from his aura.
So Meilun clearly felt Chu Zao's small fangs hitting his mental weapon and biting it hard, and then a small corner of his mental weapon was missing, and the missing small piece of mental power could no longer respond to him.
The feeling at that moment was a little scary for the Crown Clan.
Especially from this angle, only Melun saw what the little cub hiding under Amos's wings was doing, and wouldn't it be a problem if you ate the spiritual power? ? ? ?
His scalp suddenly went numb and he held his head in fear. As everyone looked at him in confusion, he rushed over and stretched out his hands to pull at Amos' wings.
Frey: ?
Anya:?
Amos, whose wings were pulled:?
Amos hesitated for a moment, reached out, firmly pressed the shoulders of Melan, who was so scared that he couldn't speak, and pushed Melan back without any doubt.
"Uncle Meilun, do you feel like you're lacking some sense of boundaries now?"
The wings of the Crown Clan are very sensitive and not just anyone can touch them.
Not to mention directly grabbing it with hands, Amos relied on the instinct to protect his cubs that was slowly awakening in his bones. When someone suggested that Xiao Chuzao be separated from him, he instinctively avoided it and covered the cub.
But only little Chuzao could shrink into his wings.
Do you reach out your hand to grab it?
Do you understand what I am saying?
If Amos pulled him a few more times, he could be sure that even though he was the elder, Meilun would be beaten.
Frey and Anya were stunned.
Although the birth of Crown Clan cubs is rare and a family basically only has one child, the royal family within the Crown Clan, that is, the Dwight Family, is a little different. They possess stronger mental power and were the leaders of the Crown Clan before the Saint Cass Empire was established.
Such strong mental strength allows their family to give birth to more cubs in their habitat.
However, it is still very rare for there to be five royals in Amos' generation.
Frey grew up watching Amos.
Especially not long after Amos was born and not long after Anya was born, the pollution struck.
All crown tribes entered a state of emergency, and the cubs also began training and preparation in advance.
He could say without hesitation that Amos was a naturally strong and sharp king, and he had shown such traits since he was very young. From childhood to adulthood, no one dared to reach out and touch Amos' wings.
He really knew how to beat people up, and Amos was even more arrogant when he was younger. He didn't know how to hold back when he beat people up, and it really hurt.
What does Uncle Meilun want to do? Uncle Meilun, you are so brave!
After taking a bite of Melun's spiritual weapon and swallowing it involuntarily, Xiao Chuzao felt the crispness, fragrance and sweetness. He realized that he seemed to have done something wrong and instinctively shrank further into Amos's wings. He held the spiritual weapon in his hands, opened his eyes wide, looked around, and subconsciously hid Melun's spiritual weapon under his butt.
"No, no, Zao Zao took a bite of my spiritual weapon!!!"
Meilun finally recovered from the shock and was pushed away by Amos. He was still struggling and trying to reach out.
His silver hair was slightly disheveled from the phantom pain that had just gripped his head, and a few strands had fallen out of his headband, showing the shock of this once elegant gentleman.
"hiss--"
Meilun heard a gasp.
It was obvious that there were people present who thought and felt similarly to him.
"No, can't you?"
Anya set her sights on Amos's wings.
The wings of an adult Crown Clan can almost cover itself, let alone a five-year-old cub.
At this moment, Xiao Chuzao was completely hidden in Amos's white wings, with nothing exposed.
"Are you feeling it wrong? Maybe..." Frey was also stunned, but his expression did not change. He looked cold and sharp. "Maybe Zao Zao just bit it tentatively-"
I heard that young cubs need to grind their teeth?
Frey was not sure either. After all, he didn't have much impression of this aspect, and they had never raised cubs in the tribe.
And from the fact that the little guy can pull off the halo at will and use the halo to hit people, it can be seen that things that they care about and can't do at all are still very easy for this little guy -
Or maybe it was because it was too easy. The little guy still couldn't understand why Anya felt like she had a toothache every time she saw him take off the halo.
This directly led to a vicious cycle. Anya wanted to talk to the little guy, but the little guy was wary of Anya, so the little guy started to take off the halo to scare Anya away.
So it is possible that -
"No, no, no, he definitely chewed it off! He even swallowed it!"
Meilun's fingers trembled.
Little Chuzao stayed under Amos' wings and didn't say anything.
Amos also paused. He was about to say something when he suddenly became aware of two equally shocked and confused gazes from the side.
Amos turned to look.
——Two more pairs of hands began to move towards his wings.
AMOS: ...
He said he didn't say you guys, right?
Amos' terrifying mental power rushed out in an instant, stretched out his hands to easily block Anya and Frey's hands, and threw the two out to the farthest place.
He folded his wings, and the little cub under his wings was a little panicked. Before it could react, it was transferred from Amos' wings to Amos' arms.
A five-year-old cub can fit perfectly in the arms of its parent.
His little face was lifted up by his parents. Amos was frowning and gently pried open Chu Zao's little mouth, wanting to observe.
But there was definitely nothing to observe - Xiao Chuzao had already swallowed that mouthful of crisp mental power.
The three people's reactions just now were strong and their attitudes were wrong. Xiao Chuzao was a little panicked at the moment.
The little wings behind him also drooped unconsciously.
I don’t know if I did something wrong.
“Beep…”
The cub's voice was very soft and weak, and it was very quiet, and its little mouth was pinched, so its voice was a little unclear.
Zao Zao didn’t want to eat it just now—Zao Zao just thought it smelled so good and tasted so good that she wanted to take a small bite to try it out…
“Nothing unusual was found.”
Amos said, patting the cub's back in a somewhat awkward and soothing manner.
Until Xiao Chuzao took out the spiritual weapon that Meren had transformed into and hidden under his butt with his hand.
"Algae algae...I took a bite."
Amos paused, too—
He saw a small tooth mark on the spiritual knife in the cub's hand - there was indeed a small cut.
Well, Zao Zao's teeth are very neat...
AMOS: ...
"Send someone from the medical department back."
The cub hung his little head, and the spiritual weapon in his hand was taken away by Melen. He was held in Amos' arms with his little wings drooping, waiting for further inspection.
Amos frowned, feeling anxious about the fact that little Chuzao had eaten up his spiritual power. He didn't know what this meant for the cub, and Meilun could no longer sense the spiritual power that had been eaten by the cub.
With only a few hours left before departure, this sudden change made the atmosphere around suddenly tense.
"Your Majesty, everything checked out fine."
Half an hour before departure, all detailed inspections were completed.
"Generally speaking, there is no change. The digestive tract exploration did not find any abnormalities. The various values have not changed much from the last examination. The little prince's aura seems to be a little brighter when observed with the naked eye. Of course, the dark golden part has not changed. After asking the little prince again, the little prince has no desire to eat the spiritual power of the prince Melun. The conclusion we have given here is that the problem is not serious. In addition, we have never heard of the spiritual power of the crown tribe harming the cubs in the tribe. Our suggestion is to continue to observe."
"But he ate my brain..."
Meilun was still squatting there, looking at the spiritual weapon in his hand in shock and disbelief.
"Shouldn't it be so brittle? Or are Algae's teeth made of a special material?"
Gnawed it, gnawed it, gnawed it—
It’s over!
Melan came to a conclusion.
His spiritual weapon can even take a bite of algae.
Now he has become a bad guy!
but--
This little tooth mark is so cute...?
"He doesn't want to eat anymore, does he?"
Amos then asked.
"Yes, the little prince said that he didn't know what he wanted to eat before. He was full but still felt like he was missing something. After taking a bite of His Majesty Meilun's spiritual weapon, the little prince said that the feeling had disappeared. Perhaps it was related to the fact that the little prince had spliced His Majesty Meilun's halo together before?"
They couldn't figure it out either - Meilun's mental power entered Chu Zao's stomach and then disappeared.
Issues related to mental power are always the hottest and most profound topics in the interstellar universe. To this day, they have still overcome too few problems in this regard. Xiao Chuzao has only experienced this once, and they have no idea what will happen next. Everything has to continue to be explored.
"For example, the little prince's spiritual power repaired the aura of the prince Meilun, and the little prince's spiritual power was depleted, so he instinctively wanted to replenish it by eating the prince Meilun's spiritual power? This point... I think we need to observe further."
This is of course just speculation.
After all, no one thought that this kind of thing would happen - after all, the spiritual weapons and crown halos have different meanings to the Crown Clan.
Spiritual weapons can be shaped again and again by their spiritual power, but the crown halo is a special spiritual power for the crown clan, it is their life force, and these two kinds of spiritual power cannot be transformed.
"So he has no problems now, right?"
Amos inquired.
"But he doesn't look well."
"There is no problem with the inspection, Your Majesty."
The inspector who spoke obviously also knew that Amos was going to take the little prince with him.
He hesitated.
"Your discomfort, young prince, should be - not very happy."
"Your Majesty, it's time to set off. The Falcon Organization's banquet has begun. The personnel who sneaked in are already in place, waiting for our arrival."
"Set off."
Amos nodded, he strode into the house, looked at the little cub sitting on the bed, he bent down, reached out and picked up the cub.
“Beep…”
The little wings behind Xiao Chuzao drooped, and he instinctively hugged Amos' neck.
"Zao Zao ate Grandpa Meilun's spiritual power... Is that a bad thing? Zao Zao, Zao Zao originally just wanted to try to bite it, she didn't think... didn't think..."
He didn't feel anything different at the moment, and after swallowing it, he only felt satisfied for a moment.
The little guy held Amos's neck with his little hands. He was so small, like a warm and soft ball, and his childish voice was a little frightened.
"Is Grandpa Meilun okay?"
Amos was walking out with the cub in his arms. Upon hearing this, he suddenly realized why the cub was in a bad mood - just now Amos thought that Xiao Chuzao was feeling uncomfortable because he had eaten up Meilun's spiritual power.
"It's really not good to just eat up other people's spiritual energy."
Amos lowered his head and locked eyes with the cub.
Chu Zao's clear, moist amber eyes had not yet been tainted with a trace of the madness of the Crown Clan after the crown was broken. Her face was soft and worried, as if she had done something wrong - this was not an expression that a member of the Crown Clan would have.
But Amos seemed to have seen this scene before, and the little cub apologized and said that he would no longer touch it casually...
He always seems to feel that any unexpected event that might occur is his fault. His first reaction to these problems, whether right or wrong, is to apologize in order to retain something he thinks is more important. This is wrong.
Amos had not realized this before - after all, the Crown Clan was one of the few mythological races at the top of the galaxy. They were born strong, and although they were not brutal, they were naturally arrogant.
Not to mention Amos who had never raised a cub, even the Crown Clan who had raised cubs before might find it difficult to realize what was going on in this little guy's head.
This time, Amos didn't wait for Xiao Chuzao to speak again.
"This may make you uncomfortable. If you want to do this kind of thing, you should discuss it with me first. It has nothing to do with others."
Little Chuzao blinked.
Listen to Amos bluntly: "Dad will be worried about you."
Dad...will be worried about you.
Because I’m worried about algae.
The cub was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand, and slowly picked it up again.
The little cub clung to his parent's cheek.
The sound of soft, warm breathing fell into Amos' ears.
To Amos, this sound was both fragile and strong, and it made his heart feel something it had never felt before.
"Everything is assembled, Your Majesty!"
Frey and Anya also hurried over.
Looking at Amos holding the cub.
"Is Zao Zao okay now? Can I go with you?"
"certainly."
Amos replied calmly, still holding the cub, who was still very fragile to him, steadily.
"I'm going to say hello to Uncle Meilun."
As Frey said this, he turned and went into the medical room not far away.
Meilun was leaning on the bed, staring at the mental weapon carefully.
Frey was about to speak when he suddenly saw Meilun smile.
Melen carefully put away the spiritual weapon, apparently wanting to preserve the small tooth mark.
Melen raised his head and met the speechless Frey's gaze.
"Although I feel a headache - but if you look closely, it's really cute, don't you feel it?"
"…We are about to set off. Please have a good rest."
Frey said and turned around.
He still felt that the Crown Clan of Melun's generation were not on the same level as them in terms of their obsession with the cubs.
Then he turned around and saw the little guy lying on Amos' shoulder.
The golden crown halo on his head was shining brightly, and it seemed to be very happy, swaying up and down. His wings could not be seen from this angle, but Amos' wings were released - just like the crown. In fact, when not in use, the wings and crowns of the Crown Clan would not be released casually like the little cubs.
At this moment, little Chuzao was clinging to Amos's shoulder. He seemed to see that there were a few feathers on Amos' wings sticking up disobediently. He stretched out his little hand, opened his eyes wide, and gently stroked them one by one. He was not very good at it, but he was very patient, until Amos' feathers were smooth and tidy - he had never done this to his own wings.
Frey stared involuntarily—his back felt a little itchy.
*
Kaman had already noticed that the atmosphere around him was not right.
He came to a banquet held by the Falcon Organization.
Those who can come here are the senior members of the Falcon organization and some new members with outstanding abilities.
On this slightly remote wandering planet, this talent recruitment party is not high-profile.
Originally, they were just trying to attract talent, but because they had discovered the withdrawal of the starships of the Empire's Ninth Legion not long ago, they believed that they had won another confrontation with the Saint Cass Empire, which added a bit of celebratory meaning.
"This is the member who was recruited into the organization not long ago, Manka."
The person next to him introduced Kaman, who was completely lazy and just reversed his name.
Kaman was wearing casual clothes and holding a goblet in his hand.
Blood-red liquid was flowing in the goblet. He had been observing his surroundings, but when he heard this, he raised the corner of his lip and looked forward.
The leader of the Falcon Organization, Falcon, is a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, but he is burly and has a dagger hidden behind his smile.
Kaman curled the corners of his lips, raised his glass, and was too lazy to even smile - is that all it is?
Falcon looked Kaman up and down, and felt that he couldn't see through him.
"Manka?"
"Yes, he was a member of a newly emerged pirate organization nearby. However, they went to rob someone's laboratory. All the people in the laboratory and other pirates died, leaving only him. This guy is amazing and survived. We just happened to find him—"
"oh."
Falcon suddenly stretched out his hand.
"You are not allowed to bring any weapons or equipment here. What do you have in your pocket?"
Kaman took a step back and took out his hands from his pockets, holding two small bottles of nutrient solution.
"Nutrient solution, is there any problem?"
"Oh my, it's already this late, and you're still bringing nutrient solution to the banquet."
The person who recommended Kaman to come in was stunned for a moment, then gave a dry laugh and tried to smooth things over.
"I heard that he became a space pirate because he was very hungry. This kid is very arrogant, but he is really amazing. He is the talent you need, Boss."
The suspicion in Falcon's eyes slowly disappeared: "Okay, just do your best!"
"Come on, everyone, let me tell you, our primary goal is to have enough to eat and eat well! So bring me all the minerals from these mineral planets! Besides, I've lived a life of luxury, and I've only fallen here in Saint Cass. Aren't they against me? Find fault with them! As long as you can strike at the Saint Cass Empire, I'll give you whatever resources you want! We're all good brothers, and if I take a bite, you can't leave me behind!"
But the cheers behind him gradually became quieter, while the discussions became louder.
"Are you worried about the Crown Clan? Ha, don't forget, this time the Crown Clan won't be able to find our trace!"
The falcon laughed wildly.
"What interstellar mythical race? I think they are just idiots, trash, and good-for-nothings! Not worth mentioning! As long as we harass them and run away after we're done, they can't do anything to us at all!"
"Yes! Didn't the famous Ninth Army of the Saint Cass Empire only capture our exposed team this time? They didn't even find out where we are, and went back to report? I think the Saint Cass Empire is no different from other alliances and countries!"
Kaman had quietly left the banquet hall.
He was cursing in his heart.
Still can’t find it?
Where did the Wandering Planet get so many well-trained waiters? - Obviously, Saint Cass didn't take this matter seriously before, but this time, he didn't know what happened. Why did the Falcon Organization mobilize so many people?
Is there something wrong with Amos?
When they saw him and knew he was here, Saint Cass and his group should have understood what was going to happen next!
The Falcon Organization will disappear without a trace in a huge explosion today.
But now?
People from the Saint Cass Empire must have infiltrated.
If we lose control at this time——
Kaman's steps were originally steady, but he suddenly paused, staggered, and suddenly held onto the wall beside him. He closed his eyes tightly, and the crown on his head that was about to break was faintly visible in this deserted corner.
——He can't hold on any longer.
If he let himself go even a little, his crown would be shattered.
But not now—
God knows how many troops from Saint Casti Star have ambushed and infiltrated here.
The moment he closed his eyes, countless images rushed past his eyes.
The colors of those pictures were bright and warm, and occasionally a soft and gentle female voice sounded in his ears, softly calling his nickname, but in the end they all turned into the dark clouds in the sky above the Saint Cass Empire when he defected from the Saint Cass Empire and drove away in a starship.
Since then, all colors have been gray and black, and even death cannot be peaceful.
He had had enough—he was desperate enough—he had...
Damn it.
Kaman, with a gloomy face, suddenly opened his eyes.
*
In the long corridor.
Amos walked in the middle, holding the cub in one hand.
Anya and Frey walked behind.
Little Chuzao was looking around curiously.
Amos was strolling in the garden, as if he was taking his cubs on a picnic.
When he sees something unusual, he can stop and let Xiao Chuzao take a look.
Although this is a wandering planet, it is occupied by people and these buildings have been built. It is a place that many organizations with some power outside like to come to, so the architectural style tends to be extravagant and luxurious.
The flowers in the bush are also colorful and beautiful. They grow on a branch. They are not highly saturated, but a sweet candy color, like small lanterns.
This is a special variety bred by StarCraft.
Xiao Chuzao looked over with a blank look.
He had never seen a cub of this age before, and he was very curious.
Amos's steps suddenly stopped and he turned to look over.
"Like that?"
"Zao Zao has never seen it, so Zao Zao should take a look."
The little cub lay in Amos' arms and made baby sounds.
"It's okay, don't worry."
Amos made a quick assessment and determined that the flowers were non-toxic and harmless, then he bent down and put the cub down.
"Zao Zao can pick a flower and look at it slowly."
"May I?"
Will it waste time?
The little cub actually hasn't quite figured out what position he holds in Amos' heart.
He is small, with big curious eyes under soft black curly hair.
"It's okay. It's fine."
Frey spoke from behind.
"There is plenty of time, and this kind of flower is meant to be a flower material. It will be picked soon in this location. This is allowed. Just pay when you leave."
Only an arrogant race like the Crown Clan would say such disrespectful words in the enemy's base camp, and even ask for payment.
But the cub trusted his parents extremely much. He frowned instantly and walked a few steps to the flowers on the corridor. He squatted down and looked at them for a long time before finally picking one.
Amos didn't move, but Frey and Anya had already followed the cub.
Looking at Xiao Chuzao's serious profile, Anya couldn't help but squat down, but he was not looking at the flowers, he was looking at Xiao Chuzao.
He was wondering what was going on with this little guy, what kind of magic power did he have, just because he was a cub?
However, Anya had not yet achieved his goal of chasing the little guy. He felt that he had gone too far before and wanted to say something nice.
It’s this little face - it looks soft and feels nice to touch, white and soft with some baby fat, and a little blush - it’s a very cute and pretty little face.
if--
Anya seemed to be tempted. He stretched out his hand involuntarily and gently poked the cub on the cheek.
Zaozao, who picked the flower, was suddenly poked:?
Anya was attracted and poked it over, only to realize what she had done:!
The force was actually not light for the little cub, and Anya had not yet mastered the force to get along with the cub, so little Chuzao suddenly opened his eyes wide, and before the panicked Anya could speak, the halo was taken off again and pressed against Anya's cheek, pushing Anya away, then he ran behind Amos holding the flower he had taken off.
Anya's scalp tingled, and she stretched out her hand dejectedly: "...No, I don't want to..."
A muffled voice came from the cub behind Amos. He was completely hidden behind Amos, not revealing anything: "Bad guy, annoying."
Anya: ...He elbowed me in the head again.
Frey looked at Anya, whose complexion seemed to have dimmed, and was silent for a moment.
"What do you think? Why do you keep giving up every time you try?"
Anya: ………………
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