City of Chaos 08
Ning Ren finished the last sip of milk and secretly hid a few of his father's snacks in his pocket.
His little bottom still ached, and Bad Daddy was talking to Kitty, not looking at him. Ning Ren, filled with rage, climbed onto the dining table, and tiptoed towards Asu Lin's back.
Ning Ren covered his mouth and laughed, standing at the dining table with his feet raised high.
At this height, he can kick the bad dad’s butt!
Ning Ren kicked with all his might, but he'd overestimated the length of his legs and barely caught Asulin's clothes, sending him plummeting. Before he could even scream, a silver tail wrapped around his waist. "...The Sky Crack has been missing for nearly ninety years, yet it suddenly appeared in my dream without warning."
Ning Ren crossed his arms angrily.
"Don't move," Asulin pressed the unruly child down on the table and continued, "Si Mao, didn't the Wheel of Fortune and the Sacrificial Light Pillar give any warning?"
The crack in the sky is the nightmare of every ethnic group on the continent of Aiguto.
The more races in a region, the more likely it is to be marked and become its chosen food. The races in the marked region have no possibility of retreat and can only fight until the day when the sky crack is sealed again.
The first record of a crack in the sky was on a few stones ten thousand years ago, and then it disappeared for six or seven thousand years for unknown reasons.
The next record of a crack in the sky was four thousand years ago. According to ancient records, the crack in the sky was just a tiny crack at first, and evil spirits that polluted living things would emerge from it. Although it would be sealed back every time it appeared, as time passed, the crack in the sky became bigger and bigger.
Ninety years ago, a crack in the sky appeared twice in the Eastern Region. The huge monster from outside the region almost squeezed in through the crack, and the evil spirit was rampant. Even with the help of other regions, the Eastern Region royal family Lan Huadis and other subordinate tribes were still caught in a war that lasted for several years. Two generations of kings died in succession, and they have not yet fully recovered.
According to rumors, before the sky crack descended upon the Eastern Region, the king of Lanhuadis had a similar prophetic dream.
Si Mao felt heavy in his heart, "No."
"I'm going to the Light Pillar today. Chief, have you told the left and right inspectors about this?"
"I haven't said anything yet about things that are uncertain."
A Sulin pulled out a chair and sat on it. "Are you full?"
"I'm full."
A Sulin put Ning Ren on his legs and raised his hand. The child thought he was going to be spanked again and reached out to cover his body, but he felt a force on his back that was neither light nor heavy.
His back-patting technique was better than the clumsy one last night.
“…”
Si Mao was stunned and for a moment forgot what he was going to say.
It watched Asulin grow up, and he was indeed the most powerful and talented leader of the Mi tribe in history.
Before Asulin inexplicably developed sleeping sickness, Si Mao had suspected that this guy was so frigid that he would be alone for the rest of his life.
Si Mao never thought that one day he would also be raising a child.
"I seemed to have dreamt of something else last night, but I don't remember it at all. Don't tell the inspectors about this for now. Wait until you return from the Light Pillar Sacrifice and then we'll take a look at the situation."
"OK."
"As for what you just said, my not continuing to sleep was related to him..."
"I don't know the specific reason," Si Mao said, "I can sense this because there is a bond between the Wheel of Fate of past leaders and the sacrificial light pillar. But don't worry, it shouldn't fall asleep for the time being."
Asulin didn't ask any more questions and continued to pat the child at the same frequency.
Si Mao couldn't help but say, "What if it's really like Lan Huadis ninety years ago, and you're having a prophetic dream? What if the sky crack really comes?"
"Once it descends, seal it back."
The tone was so domineering, cold and matter-of-fact that Si Mao rolled his eyes on the spot.
"Thousands of years ago, every seal involved a living sacrifice using the Sealing Technique. How could it be so simple?"
A Sulin: "If the Sky Crack really comes, it will be a disaster for all races in the entire Eastern Region."
"you--"
"Besides, there's him."
Asulin looked at the child lying on his legs. The moment he woke up from his dream, he had already thought a lot.
"The first clause in the Hundred Races Contract is that no race is allowed to invade or wage war against a race that has experienced the Sky Crack within a hundred years."
If there ever comes a day when he needs to sacrifice a living being to seal the crack in the sky, a hundred years will be enough time for the little cub in his arms to grow up and become the leader of a protective group.
He pinched the cub's still tender and soft shoulders.
A Sulin was always calm and rational. He compromised and patted Ning Ren on the back at this moment. This kind of care was not out of family affection.
No one would develop such quick affection for a child who suddenly appeared.
He just believed in the choice of sacrificing the light pillar, so he was willing to devote his energy to taking care of the child for the future of the Mi tribe.
He would not let the child come to any harm until he was truly capable of protecting himself.
Some things don't need to be said too clearly to understand the other person's thoughts.
Si Mao was silent for a moment. "Nothing is clear yet. There's no need to prepare for the worst."
"Um."
After watching for a while, Si Mao sighed: "Your child is very well behaved. I can't believe that with your severe mysophobia, you can actually tolerate your child using your clothes to wipe his mouth. A loving father and a filial son, a loving father and a filial son."
The calm and rational leader suddenly stopped patting his back.
The child who was secretly pulling his father's clothes to wipe his mouth froze.
“…”
Ning Ren slid down from Asu Lin's legs and wanted to run away. After running for a few steps, he felt a familiar tightening sensation on his neck. Ning Ren spread his limbs in the air, dangling with his tail hanging down, giving up the struggle.
Asulin seemed to finally realize something and spoke in a low voice.
"You did it on purpose. You peed in the bathtub last night and used my clothes to wipe your mouth today."
Ning Ren didn't know why, but he couldn't feel any fear towards this bad father. Seeing him angry, he snorted and laughed: "I'll let you peel off A Ren's skin and spank A Ren's butt, hehe."
A Sulin narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Crying at a funeral so early in the morning, too?"
"Of course not," the child clenched his fist angrily, "Aren is really mourning for you!"
He is young, but not stupid, so of course he can tell what is intentional and what is not, and what is serious and what is not. But the bad father woke up, not only did he wake up, but he didn't praise him for being filial, he even beat him!
After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill.
Dr. Wei's coat, which she was originally wearing, silently broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.
Asulin retracted the dark light from his fingertips.
Ning Ren suddenly let out a terrifying howl.
"Damn daddy has skinned A Ren again, woooo!"
Asulin imitated the child's behavior just now and sneered twice.
"This leader is also serious about peeling your skin."
Simao: "..."
The live broadcast room has been filled with laughter since A Ren started crying in the morning until now, and people almost fainted from laughing.
[Hahahahahaha, it’s the father saying goodbye to his son, hahaha]
[I'm dying of laughter. Time flows at a different speed. I was planning to heal before bed, but I ended up laughing so hard I couldn't fall asleep.]
[It really lives up to the label of the live broadcast room. My mood becomes better after watching it every day hehehehe baby hehehe baby...]
[Those in front, please stop drooling!]
[However, the left and right inspectors are not getting along. When I heard their conversation, I almost thought that the cub would be killed by his father. Fortunately, this is a healing anime (patting his chest)]
[The leader didn't do anything to the cub. Perhaps Ninglie will sincerely protect their young master from now on.]
[Zizi's dad is very handsome, calm and mature. He looks very reliable, although a little cold. By the way, if the Mi tribe is like ours, with males responsible for breastfeeding, will the scene of Zizi sucking Ninie be released? Is there any teacher who can draw a male mother holding a cub? I have a friend who wants to see it (innocent eyes)]
[The previous suggestion is to go to the male lactation area, where there are many parenting pictures (spreading hands)]
[So, what about Tian Feng? Is he a villain? He seems pretty awesome.]
[Don't worry, this healing anime doesn't have any scary villains, it's definitely going to have a happy ending with some kind of reformation.]
[I am dying of laughter. This healing show about young children is so enjoyable for me as a growing-up kid.]
[Who doesn’t like cute puppies?]
[+1]
[+10086]
[Healing shows are too childish for young children, but they are just right for us growing up!]
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[Name: Ning Ren
Cosmic Race: Weapon Race (Sword)
Growth stage: Stage 1 (no soul wound added in this stage)
Second stage energy value collected: 0.09%
Live broadcast room reward: 216 Star Stones]
Less than three days after the broadcast started, the popularity ranking of the live broadcast room has slowly climbed upwards, and there is already a group of viewers who watch it regularly, which is a good sign.
The more exposure, the faster the energy is harvested.
The system was very pleased: "Baby, you are worthy of it."
Ning Ren was brutally 'skinned' for the second time, and only stopped howling when Jie Ling changed him into a small, hooded suit. He wrapped up the two snacks he had stolen and put them in the pocket of his new suit, then ordered Jie Ling: "Let's go!"
Jie Ling held the soft body of the cub in his arms, and the protective instinct of the Lanhuadis people in his blood was completely aroused. He really couldn't understand why there would be a species that abandoned its own cubs.
Anyone who does such a thing should be sent to a worm den to be eaten by insects.
His eyes softened: "Where are you going?"
Ning Ren: "Slave Street!"
“…”
Jie Ling tried to persuade him for a while, but Ning Ren was determined and he had no choice but to order his subordinates to inform the leader. After giving the order, he took a team of elite soldiers to protect Ning Ren and went to the slave trading market.
The news of the selection of the successor for the sacrificial light pillar has spread. Now, two days have passed, and the surrounding tribes have come one after another to send gifts, which must be on the way.
Ninglie told Asulin the information he had compiled: "After the old leader of the Chima tribe died, a new leader took over. They have been invading repeatedly in recent years. They were the first to submit a visiting card this time. They must be coming to the Chaos City to test our strength."
A Sulin: "During the years I've been asleep, the Chima clan has grown a lot braver."
"Yes, they've forgotten the time when they were suppressed," said Ninglie. "The Red Horses have coveted the Yuanhan Mithril Mine for a long time, but their new leader seems to have persuaded the White Feather and Beauty Snake tribes to swallow up our Chaos City together."
"Then this time, as they wish, we'll accept the visiting card and let them come in together." A Sulin bathed and changed his clothes. Just as he was about to deal with these matters, the men sent by Jie Ling arrived, "Chief!"
A Sulin said calmly: "Is it the Young Master's business?"
Subordinate: "Yes!"
A Sulin: "Young Master, do you know you are wrong?"
The subordinate shook his head: "No, he went to the slave market."
A Sulin: “…”
He frowned: "Where are you going?"
The subordinate thought for a second and replied calmly, "The young master said he wanted to sell himself."
A Sulin: “…”
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