Hearing that the little wolf might be enjoying himself at this moment, the boy showed a hint of envy on his face, and then a bit of loneliness.
"The little lamb is gone, the little rabbit is gone, the little tiger is gone, and now even the little wolf is gone."
"They have all mastered the ability to transform and have been adopted by good families. I'm the only one left here. I don't know when I can get rid of these two big bumps on my head."
After the boy finished speaking, he rubbed the two big bumps on his head in annoyance. He felt that he had tried very hard, but he just couldn't get through the last level of transformation.
The middle-aged man the boy called Uncle Sun smiled and said, "Xiaolong, don't be too sad. Transformation is unpredictable. It depends more on talent and luck. For example, your Uncle Sun, he barely transformed, but sometimes his tail would show."
"It's quite impressive that you've achieved this at such a young age. And I have a feeling that if everything goes well, the day when you can fully transform won't be far away."
The boy's eyes lit up after hearing this: "Really? These two big bumps on my head have been bothering me for several years. Can they really be eliminated in a short time?"
The middle-aged man patted the boy's head and said, "The lamb, the rabbit, the tiger cub, and the wolf cub that just recently transformed, I personally sent them away. I'm experienced, so I'm probably not wrong."
The boy smiled. "I'm going out to play now. I'll be back for dinner later. Uncle Sun, make sure you finish all the meat. Otherwise, if I smell the meat, those two big bumps on my head will start growing horns again."
After leaving the orphanage, the boy did not play with other children, or rather, no other children wanted to play with him because they thought he was a freak because he had two big bumps on his head.
He was walking alone on a gravel-covered dirt road, kicking stones as he walked, looking absent-minded.
Ever since he could remember, his intuition had been very sharp, allowing him to notice things that others could not.
For example, just now, when he walked into the kitchen carrying water, he felt someone was looking at him. After entering the kitchen, he felt that the usually amiable Uncle Sun became a little strange and scary.
"Is Uncle Sun hiding something from me? He used to be so strong, but now he's so skinny it's a bit scary."
The boy thought of his friends who had lived with him in the orphanage. They all left here one by one without saying goodbye, as if they disappeared suddenly.
When they were still around, the boy never felt lonely or bored. It didn't matter if others called them freaks. After all, the four freaks got together and no one looked down on anyone else.
Now he is the only one left, and he is the only freak in the eyes of others. He feels as if he has been forgotten by the world and is as lonely as a canoe drifting in the vast ocean.
"Little lamb, little rabbit, little tiger, and the little wolf who just left yesterday, are they doing well now? Do they miss me?"
"Uncle Sun said that I will soon be able to transform successfully and be adopted by a kind person. Is what he said true? If I leave and leave Uncle Sun alone, will he be lonely?"
The boy walked along, kicking stones with a heavy heart.
Suddenly, he looked up at the sky. The bright stars had already appeared in the night sky, the hazy moonlight was pouring down from the sky, and the chirping of insects at night was so loud and noisy.
Fine raindrops fell slowly, and the cold wind blowing from the front made the boy shiver.
"It's already so late. Uncle Sun should have finished eating the meat, right?"
The boy immediately turned around and returned the same way.
When the boy returned to the orphanage, he pushed open the wooden door of the kitchen with a creaky sound, and a rich aroma of rice immediately hit him in the face.
"Xiaolong, you're back just in time. Come, uncle will fill a bowl for you."
The boy nodded happily, but couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
He actually still wants to eat meat. It is an innate instinct.
But in order to master the ability to fully transform as quickly as possible, he held back and ate the rice in the bowl with big mouthfuls.
After eating and drinking, the boy helped the middle-aged man clean the entire orphanage, then returned to his own simple little room and sat on the wooden bed.
After making sure the man had left, he carefully took out two yellowed books from under the bed, gently patted the dust off them, lit the oil lamp, turned to the page he had seen yesterday, and began to read with relish.
These two books are human history books, recording the entire process of human development from nothing to something. They were accidentally picked up by the boy three months ago.
The boy really liked the records of those talented people who promoted the development of human civilization.
Whether it is laying the foundation for human development, devoting all his energy to it until his death, or just starting from scratch.
Or lead the dragon tribe to sweep across the world and unify the world.
Or maybe it was Lin Jie who was the first to break through the Qi Refining Stage, establish the first immortal cultivation sect in human history, and kill hundreds of beasts with one sword. All of these made him fascinated and envious.
"When will my demon race be able to produce a hero like this?"
The boy couldn't help but sigh. The demon race had been around for tens of thousands of years, but they had never formed a large scale. Most of them were solitary and scattered, unable to gather a powerful force.
If a hero could stand up and rally all the demons in the world, he might be able to accomplish something great!
Even if the final result is not as good as expected, at least it will make the situation of the demon clan a little better.
Nowadays, monsters cannot be human beings, nor can they be beasts.
Stuck in the middle, worried and scared, no one knows what their future will be like.
Late at night, the boy gently closed the book and carefully placed it in the corner under the bed. Then he blew out the oil lamp and slowly closed his eyes with a yearning for the heroes of the human race and confusion about the future of the demon race.
But just as the boy was about to fall asleep, a strange voice suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Don't sleep tonight, your uncle Sun wants to kill you."
"Who? Who's talking?"
The boy jumped up from the bed in shock and looked around the dim room, but found nothing.
"He said Uncle Sun wanted to kill me tonight. How is that possible? Why would Uncle Sun want to kill me?"
"It must be a nightmare..."
The boy lay down on the bed again, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the scene of the middle-aged man chopping meat with a knife kept repeating in his mind.
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger. From time to time, a shocking flash of thunder flashed outside the window, followed by an eardrum-piercing explosion.
The boy tossed and turned in bed. He no longer felt the sleepiness he had just experienced when he went to sleep. His mind was so clear that it seemed as if it could hold the whole world.
But even so, you still have to sleep!
The boy exhaled heavily, clearing all the random thoughts in his mind, and his consciousness finally gradually became blurred.
But just as he was about to fall asleep, that annoying voice rang in his mind again.
"Hurry up and get up! Your Uncle Sun is here to take your life!"
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