Chaos City 11
Midnight.
Si Mao appeared silently in front of the sacrificial light column. This huge two-story altar was engraved with ancient runes, and the wind and frost at the bottom of the abyss for tens of millions of years had not blurred it.
There was no living thing on the cracked surface.
The sacrificial light column protected the Mi people, but the power and magnetic field it contained did not allow any plants to take root and survive in the City of Chaos.
Simao's long hair was blown back by the wind, and he jumped up and landed lightly on the first level of the altar.
The altar suddenly emitted a faint and gentle light.
It coiled up, pierced its own claws, and pressed on the altar. The whole cat slowly rose into the air, and a complex formation emerged below.
Si Mao's voice became ethereal and sacred.
"Chief Asulin predicted in a dream that a rift in the sky would befall our tribe in the future. The 38th generation priest Simao, please take note!"
The big orange cat shrank in an instant, floating and closing its eyes.
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Ning Ren punched the spider boss in his dream, yelled "Don't skin me" and sat up suddenly, his messy gray-blue hair like a chicken coop.
A Sulin rubbed his chest with a bad look on his face. The punch had hit him hard, waking him up. He corrected in a low, hoarse voice, "...I'll say it again, you're not a hedgehog. No one is going to peel your skin off."
"The pancake stand owner is no longer in the Chaos City, and I've also placed your little red bear companion in a suitable place. Do you still want to sell yourself now?"
Ning Ren's memory was still stuck on the street yesterday, and he looked dazed. Asulin didn't disturb him. He supported his head with one hand and lazily observed his expression.
The child obviously took his words to heart, and his expression kept changing.
It is not a good thing for a cub to always want to run outside, and it is not conducive to cultivating a sense of belonging to the tribe. A qualified young master who can protect the tribe should be cultivated from an early age.
A Sulin: "The entire Chaos City is under my jurisdiction. Even if you sell yourself, you will still be here in the end. Don't even think about running away. Just be a good young master."
The new father had not yet realized that the tone he used when talking to Ning Ren was very businesslike, not like a father, but like a negotiator.
Even though the person he was negotiating with was only three years old.
Unfortunately, anyone who tries to reason with the cub will eventually be led into the cub's thinking logic.
"Aren has a name, and it's not Young Master."
"Young Master is not a name."
"What is that?"
“It’s responsibility.”
"Can I eat it?"
“…”
Ning Ren: "A Ren is hungry."
Although Mi cubs under the age of five are smarter than cubs of other tribes of the same age, their tails need to accumulate strength to shed the tail, so they are fragile and have slow physical development. Ning Ren is now only as tall as the calf of an adult Mi Lisa.
He was wearing new pajamas, which were made with a hood as he liked, and the little one was wrapped up in it.
Perhaps it was because his soothing hormone level dropped rapidly yesterday, but he still looked listless and listless, like a soft glutinous rice ball that had just been taken out of the pot.
Asulin took a fiery red fruit from the bedside. The juice of this fruit can be eaten by young children in small amounts. He handed it to Ning Ren, but closed his palm when the child reached out his hand.
Facing Ning Ren's protesting gaze, Asu Lin guided him: "The fruit you want to eat is offered to you by the tribesmen. You have grown by enjoying their offerings, so you must learn to protect them."
Ning Ren didn't say anything, and it wasn't clear if he understood or not. After a while, he suddenly said without a word, "You are the father."
A Sulin was slightly stunned, then quickly reacted: "Yeah."
"Tell everyone that daddy will protect A Ren. The one A Ren likes is daddy. If you bully A Ren, A Ren doesn't like you."
He came into this world for his father, but the father in front of him was not good to him. He skinned him twice and never apologized.
"Bully?"
Asulin sat down cross-legged and looked at the two whorls of hair on the child's head. "Little boy, why don't you say that the milk and clothes you have been drinking these days were all given by me? You remember the grudge but not the food, huh?" He regarded everything in Ning Ren's words as if he was the little guy's friend.
"You peed in my hot spring the day after you came here, and you cried for me early in the morning. Seriously, you should apologize to me."
Ning Ren: "If you apologize, then A Ren will apologize."
A Sulin: "Impossible."
Ning Ren curled his lips: "Then A Ren won't apologize either."
A Sulin lowered his brows and said, "You should call me father, or daddy, not you you you."
Ning Ren: "You call A Ren a brat, but A Ren obviously has a name!"
A Sulin: "Aren is too ugly. The tribe will give you a new name."
Ning Ren: "Your name is not nice!"
A Sulin: “…”
The cubs are very fragile and cannot be hit or scared. They are simply the most difficult devils!
He took a deep breath and took two seconds to adjust himself.
It was the prophetic dream about the crack in the sky that gave him a sense of urgency in his subconscious, but the time hadn't even come for the cub in front of him to shed its tail for the first time, so what could he understand?
He was too impatient. I'll teach him slowly later.
Asulin spread out his palms. He no longer had any memory of his father and could only try to make his voice softer and more like the father he imagined himself to be when he was a child.
"I won't let you be bullied anymore. Ah Ren? Just use this name once you get used to it. I will take on the responsibility of being your father and protect you. Eat."
He had never spoken to any Mirza like that before.
The bad dad is called A Ren.
Ning Ren secretly glanced at him twice, and forgave his bad father a little in his heart. Then he stuffed the fruit into his mouth and chewed it left and right like a hamster.
"Protect... uh... Ren... until how long?"
A Sulin: "Until I die."
Ning Ren slowed down his chewing, swallowed the sweet and sour juice with a slurp, and blinked his eyes. These words sounded like a light feather in his heart, not causing any ripples.
His understanding of the word "death" was extremely superficial. Even though the skinning incident of the little red bear during the day had shocked him, the cub had never personally experienced the separation between life and death, never to be seen again. In fact, due to the enthusiastic guidance of the little friend in the cub discussion forum, he felt that death was just a game.
It's a game where once the mourning is over, the dead father will suddenly come back to life.
For him now, the promise behind this word is not even as important as eating.
He asked, "As the young master, does A Ren have fruit to eat every day?"
In fact, you can buy it with money even if you don’t become a young master.
A Sulin showed hesitation and reluctance, "But this fruit is very precious, there are not many in the entire royal city. If you were the young master, one a day would be fine..."
Ning Ren saw this and didn't hesitate for even a second: "Okay! Don't lie to Ah Ren."
A Sulin's lips curled slightly.
"Take on what the young master should do in the future?"
"Uh-huh!"
"Can you do it?"
"Can!"
The leader hummed, his index finger emitting a silver light that pointed at Ning Ren's heart. A complex pattern of silver, mixed with blood, flashed before the child's heart, then disappeared beneath his skin.
A crimson thread connected their hearts, appeared for only a moment, and then melted into the air in the blink of an eye.
This is a blood knot that only powerful parents can plant in their cubs. It can sense the cub's approximate location, physical condition, etc., and will become a barrier to protect the cub in critical moments.
The blood knot is planted at birth, gradually weakens after the age of five, and is automatically dissolved at the age of seven.
Asulin lowered his eyes and gently placed his palm on his heart. Because it was connected to the blood source knot, it seemed as if a small heart had suddenly appeared here, beating much faster than his own.
A strange and subtle emotion slowly filled my heart.
After a moment, Asulin slowly spoke, "This is an agreement. If you go back on your word, I will turn into a worm and eat the food in your stomach, leaving you hungry forever."
Ning Ren immediately touched his belly fearfully, "No, no regrets."
In this way, one red fruit was produced every day. Asulin worked in the bedroom, and the father and son were inseparable for five or six days. Only then did the soothing factor in Ning Ren's body reach normal levels.
Ning Ren was in a coma most of the time during these days. Under the supervision of Doctor Wei, everything Ning Ren needed in daily life was prepared one after another.
Ning Ren needed to follow his blood relatives, so his things unknowingly occupied Asulin's originally empty palace.
The first is the cub's bed, which is right next to Asulin's bed, so he can see it as soon as he opens his eyes.
Asulin was forced to do a lot more work every day, such as waking Ning Ren up, dragging the lazy cub to take a bath at night, and watching him wash his face in the morning.
"Now get up and wash up, then eat."
A special compartment was set up in his bedroom as a place for the cub to wash and go to the toilet. Considering that the cub would grow up, the mirror was installed a little high and a small stool was placed underneath for people to step on.
Dr. Wei had just made some toothpaste for the babies and brought it over, so the father and son had an extra step of brushing their teeth today.
Ning Ren doesn't know how to brush his teeth, so Asulin guides him.
Ning Ren found it very troublesome when he was brushing his teeth with the small toothbrush. Asulin was also very annoyed by the cub's very non-standard brushing posture and reached out to correct it several times.
"It's still not right. Bring me the toothbrush and open your mouth," Asulin said, holding the toothbrush and pinching the child's chin with one hand. He bent down slightly and stared at the child's rice-sized teeth. He thought he would just help brush them this once and then wash his hands. Before he was ready, the child's throat gurgled because of the tilted head position and swallowed a mouthful of foam.
A Sulin immediately lifted Ning Ren up and patted his back against the sink, "Spit it out."
Ning Ren kicked his legs in the air, tried to cough at the sink, then chuckled twice embarrassedly and said, "A Ren swallowed it." He smacked his lips and found it quite delicious and sweet.
“…”
The father and son looked at each other for a moment.
A Sulin sniffed the toothpaste for the youngsters that Dr. Wei had prepared on the counter, identifying several mild herbal ingredients. He only needed to swallow a mouthful, so it shouldn't be a big deal.
Thinking of this, he looked at the child in his arms again. Such a small thing, and it hadn't done anything wrong a few days ago, but it was already frightened and had a stress reaction. He was afraid that a single poke would kill it. Asulin suddenly became uncertain again.
"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Ning Ren covered his stomach.
A Sulin frowned: "Does it hurt?"
Ning Ren: "Hungry."
He stretched out his hand: "Where is Ah Ren's red fruit today?"
A Sulin: “…”
He took a glass of water and asked Ning Ren to rinse his mouth. After rinsing, he put the child on the ground and took a red fruit from the bedside and placed it in Ning Ren's palm.
The child smiled so hard that his teeth were visible, and he put the food carefully in his little pocket, and did not eat it immediately like he did in the past few days.
A Sulin took A Ren to the side hall for breakfast. He looked down at the child's smiling eyes and thought, this child is sometimes quite easy to coax.
Because of the huge height difference between them, Asulin couldn't bend down to hold Ning Ren's hand, nor did he have the habit of waiting. He took one step and Ning Ren took three or four steps. After a while, Ning Ren fell behind.
Ning Ren couldn't keep up and was very tired. He could only see his father's long legs moving forward slowly.
He stared at the beautiful long tail behind his father. He had just thought about it the previous few times, but this time he pounced forward with all his strength and grabbed the tip of Asulin's tail.
Asulin was caught off guard and almost thrown out. He suppressed the urge to attack and suddenly turned around to look at the little cub hanging on his tail.
Ning Ren blinked.
For the powerful Mirsai, who had been in a state of combat for years before falling asleep, touching his extremely sensitive tail, which had evolved like an extended weapon, without permission was tantamount to seeking death.
He obviously didn't know that what he had just done was very dangerous.
A Sulin: "Don't pull the tails of other Mili Sai like this in the future."
"Why?"
"If you pull it, you'll get beaten."
Ning Ren was very unconvinced when he heard this, because he had just pulled Uncle Ninglie's tail not long ago and was not beaten at all.
He pulled Asulin's tail like this, and Asulin was forced to slow down. When they arrived at the side hall to eat, it was about ten minutes later than Asulin usually was, and the dishes had already been served.
Of course, the dishes were still clearly distinguished. Asulin had a rich variety of snacks, while Ning Ren only had a bowl of milk and a small cup of vegetable juice to supplement other nutrients.
A Sulin: "Eat."
Ning Ren let go of him and instead of running to the table, he slipped to the guards on both sides of the side hall.
The armored guard silently tensed his muscles, staring intently, his grip on the silver spear tightened. He stole a glance at the young master from the corner of his eye.
Such a cute cub...
Perhaps challenging his father's authority is a child's nature buried in his bones. Ning Ren stayed here for a few days. The increase in soothing factors made his emotions more stable and his energy steadily increased. The character that originally gave Mr. Lord God a headache gradually began to emerge.
He is curious about everything and wants to touch and smell everything.
Ning Ren grabbed the guard's tail in a flash.
Guard: “!!!” The guard had been professionally trained and did not dare to move. His first reaction was to look at the leader sitting at the dining table.
Ning Ren also looked over: "Hey! Ah Ren didn't get beaten~"
Asulin's body pressure suddenly dropped.
Ning Ren pulled the guards over one by one, and every time he pulled one over, he would lean his head towards Asulin and say "Hey hey".
After pulling this row, Ning Ren clapped his hands and said, "I knew you were lying to A Ren." With the help of his servant, he jumped onto the stool and prepared to drink milk. Just after tasting a little bit of milk, he fell into A Sulin's hands.
A Sulin: "I didn't lie to you."
"?"
Ning Ren looked up in confusion.
Asulin raised his hand and hit Ning Ren on the butt.
The sun was shining brightly, and the miserable cries of a cub could be heard from the side hall.
It turns out that if you pull the tail, you will really get beaten.
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After hitting it twice for the sake of courtesy, Asulin held down the crying cub and fed it milk, one spoonful at a time.
If the cub was allowed to eat by himself after just crying, he would most likely vomit. After feeding him and patting his back, he simply ate two bites himself, handed Ning Ren to the servant, and then quickly disappeared into the side hall and appeared in his own bedroom.
The chief closed the bedroom door tightly, picked up the mirror on the bedside table, and stared at himself in the mirror in disbelief.
His face in the mirror still had a calm and indifferent expression, but his eyes were red and tears were streaming out.
He actually cried.
Asulin raised his hand and pressed it against his chest.
The blood source knot that had just been planted a few days ago flashed slightly. It was here that he felt a surge of sadness, anger and grievance for no reason when he just hit Ah Ren. The more Ah Ren cried, the stronger he felt.
He had been suppressing this emotion until now, when he suddenly relaxed and couldn't control his tears.
The blood knot can indeed allow him to sense A Ren's situation, but he has never heard that the bond brought by the blood knot is strong enough to sense the cub's overly strong emotions.
This is too...
Asulin threw the mirror aside and slowly took a deep breath to calm his breathing.
He could be a good leader, a good father, and could raise a qualified young master. Pulling Mirisai's tail was inherently dangerous, and he was right to beat him.
After a moment, he was still crying with an expressionless face.
A Sulin: “…”
Is it really that aggrieved?!
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