Chapter 34 Chapter 34 Zao Zao chews everywhere
The air around seemed to freeze at that moment.
Everyone stared blankly at the little cub holding the ghost bear and gnawing on Amos's halo with all his might.
No, you evolved and upgraded - is that how you evolved and upgraded? ? ? ?
Amos's halo was originally quite healthy, please don't break it!!!
“Hey hey hey!!”
"Relax, relax!"
"Amos!"
The scene was in chaos.
Amos also froze. He could feel Xiao Chuzao's small fangs gnawing on his crown, and gnawing very hard.
The chewing made Amos' scalp tingle - a physical tremor.
Very good, the entire alien beast army had never given Amos such a feeling, but Xiao Chuzao did it.
It was several minutes later when the parents 'plucked' the cub off Amos' halo in the chaos.
They stared at Amos's crown halo.
Look carefully -
It was too close, and Amos, still not used to it, raised his head back. He wanted to take the halo back, and then he heard Anya speak.
"Brother, did you see that?"
Frey: “Ah…it seems so.”
Amos paused for a moment: "What's wrong?"
"If we are not mistaken, brother, there seem to be two small fang marks on your halo."
AMOS: ?
"Yes, but the silver-black crown is hard to see clearly unless you get close and look closely. Amos, do you feel uncomfortable?"
AMOS: ...
"Your description makes me uncomfortable, nothing else does."
Amos did not feel uncomfortable, but thinking about the two teeth marks on his halo, his teeth felt a little sour, and he looked at the cub.
The little guy was too small for the Crown Clan, whose adults had to be over two meters tall. Plus, his development was slower than other members of the Crown Clan, so he was completely a baby. The ghost bear made of Amos's coat almost blocked him when he was held in his arms.
He was still wearing a fever-reducing patch, and he looked dazed. He even felt a little aggrieved after gnawing on someone else's 'brain': "... Zao Zao, Zao Zao can't bite it..."
What if you really managed to chew it?!
Amos was even a little dazed - he was the victim, right?
Why was it that this little guy made it seem as if his crown halo bullied the little cub?
Three Crown Clan members in their prime stared at the little guy.
The little guy really subverts the Crown Clan’s cognition every time.
"Is he hungry?"
Anya spoke hesitantly.
Amos thought for a moment, then he turned his wrist and a sword slowly condensed in his palm - it was a spiritual weapon transformed by Amos's spiritual power.
Amos thought for a moment, looking at the sharp spiritual swords everywhere, and tentatively put the hilt of the sword to the cub's mouth.
Xiao Chuzao started from zero frame, and without giving them any time to react, he opened his mouth and bit.
Snap——
It was a very crisp sound, and several people trembled in unison.
Anya stepped back a few meters and jumped a few times on the spot, "Half of my body is numb, no kidding."
The aggrieved and confused baby seemed slightly satisfied after taking this bite.
It was still uncertain what effect the spiritual weapon would have on the cub, and whether it would be a problem if it ate too much. Amos did not dare to let the cub chew too much.
He just lowered his head and looked at the spiritual sword in his hand.
There was a small notch on the hilt of the sword - a tooth mark.
hiss--
This little tooth is pretty powerful.
In Xiao Chuzao's field of vision, the "silk threads" of different colors, which had just been a little chaotic, were floating in the air. He was dazed and felt uncomfortable, but not too uncomfortable. The crown on Amos's head looked so delicious - he couldn't help but take a bite of it. Until he took another bite of Amos's spiritual weapon, when the little cub paid attention to those "silk threads", the shape and color of those "silk threads" became more obvious.
But the little guy didn't pay much attention to those things, so he didn't even notice that there were a few gray "threads" hanging on his little crown.
He finished chewing Amos's spiritual weapon, then slowly looked at Frey and Anya——
Their crown halos have not yet been taken back.
The little guy wrinkled his nose, sniffed hard, and his eyes lit up——
“Xiangxiang!”
The still distressed cub struggled to get up and took small, firm steps towards the two crowns he hadn't yet gnawed.
Frey and Anya: ...
The two men took a step back as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Although it's really cute and doesn't seem to cause any impact, it's still a little difficult for them to accept letting Algae nibble on their 'brains' in a short period of time.
So, the scene in the lobby of Dwight Villa was a bit weird at this moment.
The tiny cub was holding a ghost bear that was almost as big as himself, and was staggering across the sofa with clumsy steps, one deep and one shallow. The two tall guys, Anya and Frey, were hiding behind the sofa. They didn't dare to hide too quickly, for fear that the little guy, who was obviously feeling very uncomfortable, would fall.
He was completely attracted by the crown halo.
This is quite terrifying for the Crown Clan - not only can they touch your halo, they even dare to gnaw it with their teeth, and the first one they gnaw is Amos' halo.
Is this reasonable? It is not reasonable!
Anya took the time to pick up a fruit from the fruit plate next to her and handed it to the little guy.
The cub was dazed, with a burning mist in his eyes. He hesitated for a moment, straightened his cute little face, lowered his head to sniff the fruit, then tilted his head with a disgusted expression.
——Don’t want this.
It was not until Amos brought the cub back, put away the crown halo, and put the pacifier back into the cub's mouth that the sweet and fragrant milk entered its mouth. The cub, who had taken a bite of the mental weapon, calmed down again, still holding the ghost bear and sucking hard.
He didn't even notice the 'silk thread' constantly moving on the small halo above his head.
In a corner of the Crown Clan’s royal court.
There are several layers of mechanical protection here. A man is sitting in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window. He has long, smooth hair and an expressionless face. He looks refreshing and gentle, but gives people an overall cold feeling.
He just sat quietly by the window.
Hull looked at the snow outside on Saint Cass, just like countless crown clans did before their passing.
There is a kind of quiet madness for no reason.
Heer closed his eyes.
He seemed a little crazy and wanted to listen to those chaotic sounds.
Those voices are saying - stop struggling, give up resistance, you have lost too much, close friends, students, what do you get in the end?
Only a broken and dying body.
There is no better time than now to surrender.
Yes, someone was telling him - give up, surrender...
At the same time, the little cub on the other side smacked his lips after drinking the cub milk, hugged the ghost bear and hid in Amos's arms. Amos couldn't help it, and handed him the hilt of the spiritual power sword that he had just condensed, telling him that he could only take one more bite. The cub's voice was dull and happy: "Xiangxiang, eat it."
The small halo that lit up pulled the 'silk thread', and the new branches that grew yesterday also looked like leaf buds, shaking vigorously.
Hull, who was in a depressed mood in a dark corner, suddenly heard a childish voice in his ears, completely interrupting his thoughts.
"Xiangxiang, eat—crunch, crunch, crunch—"
Hale: ...?
Although he didn't know why, Hull shuddered instinctively, and then the voice disappeared without a trace.
Hull turned his head blankly, his emotions completely interrupted: Was it hallucination?
*
The contaminated area at this moment.
The team from the Saint Cass Empire has come here several times.
But the twins Job and Joshua of the Crown Clan have always refused to make contact.
The worst part is – they could see Job and Joshua working together at first, but later on they could no longer see Joshua.
After reporting the situation over the past few days, the Empire has held a meeting to decide to bring Job and Joshua back.
Because no matter what, the fall of the last generation of the Crown Family from now on is really too fast.
"Don't come here again—"
Job stood on a desolate abandoned planet, which was the primary area of pollution.
Around him, countless lizard-shaped remains of strange beasts were scattered all over the place. Job's mental power was like a long whip of bones, surrounding him. His crown looked pretty good overall, with a silver-black glow, and only the branches on the edges were constantly breaking.
"We have been away from the Saint Cass Empire for a long time."
"Your Highness - your condition is really serious. Should we evacuate the contaminated area first and then think about other things?"
The advance team of the Saint Cass Empire did not dare to get too close and could only stand not far away.
Generally speaking, the Crown Clan who voluntarily come to the polluted area have already developed serious mental illnesses.
They didn't dare to judge and could only try to make contact according to the instructions given by His Majesty.
"Your Highness Job, we absolutely cannot have any ill will towards you."
"It doesn't matter—"
Job just looked at them coldly.
"Whatever you want."
The bone whip spiritual weapon beside Job slowly disappeared, his scarlet eyes were cold, and he turned and walked away.
"Your Highness Job, where is Your Highness Joshua? Isn't Your Highness Joshua with you?"
The people behind will follow.
Job stopped and glanced over.
That look was cold and terrifying, and somewhat scary.
The residents of the Saint Cass Empire rarely see the Crown Clan, who appear to be elegant gentlemen, treat them like this.
They couldn't help but be shocked.
"Listen, I've already told you. I know you got our photos from Amos and found us, but I no longer belong to the Saint Cass Empire. If you follow me again, don't blame me for taking action—"
He had just finished speaking.
The leading team leader flew out and landed heavily on the corpse of the strange beast.
"I hate you. Whether it's me or Joshua, we don't understand why we have to protect weak guys like you. We just provide a little shelter, why do you become our responsibility? I don't like it. Do you understand? We are different from the Crown Clan you support."
After Jobe finished speaking, he turned around and walked away slowly.
"As for Joshua... he is already dead. He could no longer find the meaning of living. He asked me, his brother, for help and longed for liberation. I... satisfied him."
There was darkness in Job's eyes, not a single ray of light could penetrate them, but the words that came out of them were particularly horrifying.
This is the fundamental difference between this generation of crown family and other crown families.
This generation of the Crown Clan has not yet reached the point where their crowns completely collapse, but their spirits seem to have begun to collapse earlier.
While all the advance team was stunned, Job had disappeared.
The signal source shows that he and Joshua are still here.
A group of shocked soldiers reacted at this moment and quickly pulled the team leader out from among the corpses.
The team leader coughed hard.
The smell of blood makes me feel a bit nauseous.
"Hurry up and report to the higher-ups. His Majesty and the princes must know that His Highness Joshua is not dead yet, but looking at His Highness Job's condition, we can't handle it."
Moreover, they had no idea about His Highness Joshua’s situation—he was killed by his own brother or something… Is this the first time for the Crown Family?
"Yes, sir."
"Sir, His Highness Job..."
These advance teams were composed of some young people from the Saint Cass Empire.
They are actually considered to be common Crowned Kings, but most of the Crowned Kings we see are still active outside.
As a mythical immortal race, the Crown Clan had an extremely long lifespan. Even if their lifespan was restricted by the crown, it was much longer than that of ordinary interstellar residents. The Crown Clan they had seen were all those living in Amos or the Saint Cass Empire. They had never seen a Crown Clan as terrifying as Job, who had obvious malice towards them.
The team leader was much older than them and wiped his face at this moment.
"You don't understand. If His Highness Job didn't want us to find him, we wouldn't be able to see him at all. And do you think the group of strange beasts that His Highness Job just chopped up are so easy to deal with? You won't be able to go back without getting hurt."
But now?
Apart from the blood on his body, was anyone from the advance team of the Saint Cass Empire injured?
He was just frightened by His Highness Job. Although he looked fierce, they still didn't throw him into the pile of stones. Instead, they threw him into the disgusting pile of flesh and organs. There were not many bones that could hurt him.
"Your Highnesses are in pain..."
The captain murmured as he got up.
"Hurry up, go back first and wait for His Majesty's instructions on the next course of action."
*
The meeting of the Saint Cass Empire is in progress.
This meeting was also kept highly confidential.
Only a few officials and army group commanders were involved.
Job and Joshua's situation was really bad.
And if any of them really died, it would be a huge blow to the Crown Clan. There are very few Crown Clan members who can quickly subdue those two guys and bring them back.
The fourth prince, Feman Dwight, who is on his way back, is one of them, but he is still far away. The situation of the crowns of other crown families is not optimistic, especially since that is a polluted area.
Finally Amos decided to go himself.
Before this, it would have been impossible for Amos to go to the contaminated area over there. His mental power was out of control, and he needed to find a place to vent and stabilize himself to see if he could stay stable.
But after being treated like this by Xiao Chuzao, Amos had never felt the crown of mental power so peaceful, and there was almost no feeling of it breaking.
The meeting is over.
Everyone left through the front door.
Anya and Frey looked at Amos who was sitting in the main seat.
"In the middle of the meeting, his breath was right at the door."
"Um."
Amos stood up and pushed open the door behind him. He paused for a moment.
The lounge connected to the conference room is covered with soft, off-white long-pile carpets, so you won't feel cold even if you sit on it directly.
The door was pushed open, and the cub leaning against the door leaned back for a moment. Amos raised his legs to block the little guy.
Let the little guy lean directly on his legs.
The cub blinked and looked up at Amos.
He was wearing white plush pajamas and a small hat with two pointed little ears sewn on it - those were the ears of the Crown Clan when they turned into their original form, fluffy and set off the little guy's cute face. His little face was still rosy and pink. His body temperature had been very high these days, but the little guy was particularly afraid of the cold.
So this scene appeared: he was wearing thick clothes but had a white fever-reducing patch on his head.
In his hands, he was still holding the ghost bear that Amos had made for him. It was originally a temporary bear made by Amos, and after being held by the little guy for two days, it became a little wrinkled and deformed, making it look even uglier.
But the little guy loved it so much that he refused to let it go.
He was still feverish due to the active mental power and his reactions were still slow. He looked a little dull and soft, and his consciousness was not very clear.
But the good news is that he is now slowly sorting out those memories and can recognize people.
“Beep, beep—”
The little cub climbed up, hugged the ghost bear with one hand, and stretched out the other little hand, begging for a hug.
"Your Highness has been waiting for you for a long time."
Butler Mori stood at the door and spoke with a smile.
Amos squatted down, picked up the hot little guy, and walked outside.
"Do you want to fix that bear again?"
Frey took a look.
“It seems to be falling apart.”
"Don't move for now... this little guy is not very reasonable now."
Anya said softly on the side.
"If you're not careful, you can make him cry."
The little guy has a fever and is feeling uncomfortable, so his tolerance threshold for the outside world is very low and he is more likely to cry than before.
The last time, when they confirmed that Xiao Chuzao did not seem to be a product of those conspiracies, but came from a small crown clan from a place they had never seen before, the feeling of heartache that was already a little bit felt became even stronger.
However, there are still many things that have not been clarified, and there are many things to do every day. They have not yet figured out what the little guy was like before and where he lived.
Many things still require more information for further judgment.
But one thing is certain, this cub is from the Dwight family, there is no doubt about it.
"Did you get enough sleep?"
The little cub was holding the ghost bear. He reached out and pulled Amos's messy hair. He looked at Amos blankly, reacted for a moment, and then nodded.
"Zao Zao is awake, ba ba..."
He was wearing a plush hat, and the little ears on the hat swayed a little. He was holding the ugly bear.
"Xiongxiong has had enough sleep too."
The little guy seemed to care particularly about this crudely made little bear.
Never forget to hold it wherever you go.
Mori had tried to temporarily replace the little guy and tidy him up to prevent him from falling apart, but he was not happy about it.
Amos looked at the ugly bear he had made and felt a bit of a headache.
In particular, the fabric of the clothes he chose was a bit rough for the cub. He did not consider that the little guy would not let go for so many days. These days, the cub insisted on sleeping in his arms. Every morning when he woke up, the little guy's fair and tender face would be rubbed red.
And with the little fellow’s darling look—Amos always thought it was a little odd.
He had already walked to the first floor area with the cub.
This area has become the private area of the Crown Clan.
He asked in a low voice: "Why does Zao Zao insist on holding it all the time? Wouldn't it be better if Daddy could give you a new one? Your face hurts when you wake up this morning, doesn't it?"
Not only that, he also refused to let go of my hand while eating and his eyes could not leave it.
Why... do you have to hold me all the time?
Little Chuzao hugged the little bear and blinked his eyes.
"Because if you can't see it...it will break."
His childish voice was a little hesitant, and the next second he lowered his eyes sadly.
"If you don't take good care of the algae, it will go bad. Nothing else is better than this one."
Zaozao has too little, and he has experienced all of this before.
He originally lived alone, and that world seemed to have no room for him. The angels kept their distance from him and lived in a little nest of their own building with little shelter. The place where he stored things would be wiped out if it was even slightly affected by natural disasters or magic.
Just one moment of not paying attention and he had nothing.
"Okay, then let dad fix it for you later, okay?"
Amos stopped the cub from thinking any further.
Although the little guy was still running a fever and wasn't feeling well overall, his other physical parameters were stable, so Amos decided to go and bring the two brothers, Job and Joshua, back in person - he wanted to take little Chuzao with him, as the little guy simply couldn't leave him... or rather, Amos was still in an anxious state, and since the little guy hadn't recovered yet, he couldn't leave the little cub.
"You just watch from the side."
The little cub, whose thoughts were interrupted, hugged the ghost bear in silence and shrank into Amos' arms. It was unclear whether he agreed or not. Anyway, the little cub was a little difficult to deal with at this time. He even kept thinking about gnawing at their mental power these days.
At this moment, a familiar quarrel was heard from the large room outside.
"You old man, you're still pretty strong, and you can still deal with all this mess."
"Of course, when you were unconscious, I shot you and you probably didn't react."
It was Melen and Kaman, and there was a clicking sound as they talked.
Carman's situation is a bit complicated.
He had previously claimed that he had betrayed the Saint Cass Empire, and now he is back, but his identity has not been restored. Amos threw the matter of Kaman to Melen, who insisted on creating some trouble for Kaman.
Just like now, although Kaman has no work to deal with, he has to report here every day and stay here for the whole day.
Kaman knew that Meilun was angry, so this guy just lived here in the end, because he had been away for too long and was not familiar with anyone in the royal court.
Except for Amos who remembered to feed him on time, everything else had to be done by the extremely idle Kaman himself. He even got an old washing machine from somewhere.
After fiddling with it for a while, I poured the clothes in and prepared to start washing.
When is this antique thing from?
Melen couldn't bear to look at it, but Kaman thought it was pretty good.
I don't know where he found it from.
Meilun snorted sarcastically: "Excuse me, dry cleaning equipment is everywhere, cleaning instruments are everywhere, you are simply sick."
Kaman, who had nothing to do, said: "I have to do it myself to have enough food and clothing. I have been here all day long. How is it? Is my performance good enough?"
And you know nothing! This is useful!
Meilun couldn't stand it anymore and kicked the psychopath.
Kaman dodged for a moment and laughed - "Well, since we are so angry, we both have nothing to do. How about a fight? Use up some energy? We haven't sparred for a long time."
As Kaman spoke, he raised his hand and all his spiritual weapons appeared.
This guy recovers quickly.
Meilun almost rolled his eyes at him.
Amos came over holding the cub.
That washing machine was probably an antique that we rarely see since the interstellar age. It made a clicking sound, and the drum slowly turned back and forth, leaning against the wall.
Little Chu Zao, who was holding the ghost bear, was stunned. He looked at it blankly.
"Bah, bah...what is that?"
Amos stopped.
Seeing that the little guy was curious, I simply put him down and let him get a little closer to take a look.
The little fellow was still holding the ghost bear in his arms. He took two steps closer and turned his head to look, revealing only half of his fair and rosy face.
When the little guy approached, Melen and Kaman stopped moving, their eyes fixed in the direction of the little guy.
Of course, Kaman also has another purpose in doing all these messy things - to attract the little guy's attention.
I heard that this little guy has never seen these things.
Kaman had obtained some things that other people's cubs liked before, and they were indeed useful - those antiques, machinery, guns, etc. that are not common nowadays. If he took them one by one, wouldn't the little guy be fascinated by them?
Carman's confidence grew.
He introduced: "This is a washing machine, it's a thing from a long time ago-"
The little cub was attracted a little closer, and he was initially attracted by the washing machine.
After walking in, he looked at the mental javelin in Kaman's hand.
Kaman still had that lazy and decadent posture, but his voice tone was several degrees higher than before. He held himself with the javelin with one hand, his posture calm.
Amos realized something: "You'd better keep your spiritual weapon away."
Kaman looked at Amos: "What?"
Carman soon realized what this meant.
Because the cub's attention has been completely drawn to something else -
“Crack—”
"……Why?"
Kaman lowered his head slowly. He looked at the little cub approaching him and tentatively opened his mouth. The next second, he seemed to have bitten something and was chewing it in his mouth.
There was a crisp sound, which made people's head ache. What was that? There was nothing... Haha? It couldn't be his mental power, right? No, whose cub could chew the mental power of the crown family? !
Karman, who had not yet experienced the terrifying moment of Algae eating his brain, hesitantly raised the javelin, looked at the small tooth mark, and slowly widened his eyes——??? He staggered under the heavy burden, and he didn't know which button he pressed on the washing machine. The washing machine, which had been washing clothes leisurely, suddenly started to spin wildly.
Then, to Carman's dazed shock, the washing machine began to move slowly.
The cub stared blankly for two seconds, then turned and ran with Ghost Bear in his arms. He returned to Amos, grabbed Amos's pants, and stretched out his little hand - "Ba ba, that, that... the washing machine can run."
Anya stroked his chin and said, "What model is this? It actually runs when it's turned fast. What an old machine. Where did you get it from, Uncle Kaman?"
Carman: ??? No, never mind the washing machine - is that the point?
He raised his mental javelin in shock, looked at the numb faces of the Crown Clan, and asked a soul-searching question: "Ah?"
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