The staff at the Evolution Management Center couldn't answer this question. She replied, "Wait a moment, I'll check the information," and then disappeared.
The audience didn't care about this, but instead expressed their opinions on the monkey head mushroom's evolution, enthusiastically discussing what the monkey head mushroom would look like after its final evolution.
Finally, the people from the management center returned.
She said—
I found the information!
According to past evolutionary patterns, the age of the humanoid form after final evolution is linked to the age of the original form.
Judging from the monkey head mushroom's teeth and body shape, she is still a sub-adult bear, and the probability of her becoming a cub after completing her final evolution is greater than that of a teenager.
As for the adults you mentioned, that's definitely out of the question.
audience,"···"
The adults have no chance, but it doesn't matter, the little one is quite cute too.
The audience was satisfied and were in the mood to watch Emmanuel.
Upon closer inspection, it became clear that Emmanuel's pace was slowing down, his expression was becoming increasingly strange, and his ears were twitching from time to time. His overall demeanor was, to put it mildly, very contradictory.
There was nervousness, trepidation, disbelief, and anticipation.
Seeing him like this, the audience's hearts were in their throats.
[What's wrong? What's wrong, Lao Yi? What's going on with you?]
Oh no, Old Yi's behavior is making me really nervous.
[Hey Lao Yi, reply to me! If you don't, we'll bombard you with tips!]
This threat was so harsh that even Emmanuel couldn't help but stop and say, "Listen."
What are you listening to?
The audience was puzzled, but they still listened intently.
Then, they heard strange, baby-like babbling sounds.
It was very blurry, but for viewers who had grown up and had children, they could still hear the sound even if it was blurry.
Holy crap!
In a dormitory at a military academy on Egret Star, several cadets stood up in shock. One of them murmured, "Have we witnessed a miracle?"
"Not seeing anyone doesn't necessarily mean it's a miracle."
"It must be a miracle."
"No way..."
"Holy crap, a humanoid baby!"
The world fell silent. The arguing people stopped arguing, the excited people stopped being excited, and the anxious people forgot what anxiety felt like.
At this moment, everyone's gaze fell upon the little cub holding a large beehive under the big tree as Emmanuel stood still.
A tiny, lifelike creature, smaller than a beehive.
The large beehive covered most of the baby's body, revealing only half of its chubby little face and two tiny, chubby paws covered in honey.
This little brat is so carefree; she's holding the beehive in one hand while putting the other in her mouth and making smacking noises.
Her face looked like a little kitten's after eating, all dirty.
Emmanuel inhaled and exhaled repeatedly until his intense emotions had completely subsided, then whispered, "Monkey head mushroom?!"
The little girl, who was sucking her fingers, looked up, her big, dark eyes meeting his. When she saw Emmanuel, she grinned, revealing a set of tiny teeth, and said in a loud voice—
"One."
As she spoke, she pushed aside the beehive, stood up, and lunged at Emmanuel.
Emmanuel, "!!!"
Emmanuel's pupils dilated as he roared, "Don't move!"
Before he finished speaking, he appeared in front of Monkey Head Mushroom like lightning. Before the audience could react to what had happened, they discovered that Emmanuel's jacket was gone, leaving only a cotton vest sewn by Monet and the others.
In his arms, there was also a little baby wrapped in silver-white clothes.
The little boy, about two or three years old, had a round face, big eyes, a small nose, and a small mouth. His fine, soft, shiny black hair lay obediently on his head, with a tuft of hair sticking up in front of his forehead. When the wind blew, this tuft of hair trembled.
With its chubby, round face, it's absolutely adorable.
[Ugh, I'm dying! This monkey head mushroom looks like it's trying to trick me into having kids!]
[Oh my god, when Monkey Head Mushroom was a bear, she looked so cheeky, but now that she's a little cub, how can she be so cute? I can't resist, I really want to hug her and give her a big kiss.]
[Old Yi, let go of the little brat, let me have a puff!]
The audience went crazy, provoked by the humanoid little monkey head mushroom.
Emmanuel was going crazy too; he was stiffly holding the monkey head mushroom, his mind completely blank.
My mind was filled with thoughts of help. How could this little brat be so soft and cuddly, like she has no bones? Am I sure holding her like this won't hurt her mother?
"one···"
The humanoid monkey head mushroom had heard Sang Ning and the others talk a lot, so it could speak in its head and speak very fluently, but its mouth couldn't keep up.
After calling out "Emanuel," she started babbling a bunch of baby talk, leaving not only Emmanuel bewildered but also the audience.
"Slow down, slow down, I don't understand what you're saying."
Emmanuel looked on with alarm, and Monkey Mushroom let out a soft "ah," opened her little mouth, then closed it again. She frowned and looked at Emmanuel, then after a couple of seconds of silence, she opened her mouth again and uttered a string of baby talk.
She spoke quickly and urgently, and after she finished speaking, she looked at Emmanuel with great anticipation.
Emmanuel felt like crying under her gaze, but he still forced himself to say, "I still don't understand."
"Smack!"
The monkey head mushroom got angry, slapped his face with its little paws, and said fiercely, "Lv, donkey, donkey..."
"???"
lv, donkey?
[Is it possible that she meant Ning, Sang Ning, or that she meant to go find Sang Ning?]
As soon as this comment appeared, Emmanuel, who was racking her brains trying to figure out what she was talking about, suddenly brightened up.
He stared intently at the monkey head mushroom and asked, "You mean you're going to find Sang Ning?"
Monkey Head Mushroom nodded vigorously, pointing with his little finger out of the woods, urging him to hurry up.
Emmanuel nodded, and as he carried her outside, he said, "I think our most urgent task is for you to learn how to speak properly. Don't you agree?"
The monkey head mushroom nodded, and the lisp said "yes." Emmanuel corrected him, saying "yes." The little boy followed along, repeating it about ten times before finally correcting his pronunciation.
Then she started uttering words one by one, her pronunciation still inaccurate, but Emmanuel understood this time; she was saying that Sanning was cooking.
This means I'm hungry and want to eat the food Sang Ning made.
"Once we meet up, Ningning will make it for you."
Emmanuel gently pressed down a tuft of hair sticking up on her forehead with his large hand.
"good!"
This time, they spoke clearly, and the two of them, one big and one small, started chatting. Even though they often made mistakes and talked nonsense, relying entirely on guesswork, they still had a very pleasant conversation.
The audience enjoyed it even more!
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