Chapter 169 Cui Zipeng's Ability
"If you want to thank someone, thank Xiao Lebao. If he hadn't shouted last night that he wanted to go find his brother, we wouldn't be able to guarantee where you are now."
Cui Zipeng felt the little body in his arms grow warmer, "Thank you, Lebao."
"Hello, Lebao." The little guy laughed with his mouth watering.
The uncles and aunts laughed, saying that the little thing had no sense of modesty.
The parents rolled their eyes silently, feeling that their naughty child had grown up crooked.
When Duan Jianghe, Xia Xun and Feng Tao went to look for Cui Zipeng's father, Cui Zipeng's father, Cui Xiang, was struggling desperately on the ground and roaring in despair. No one came to help. The people around him just watched indifferently, and some even avoided him for fear of being affected.
In this world, everyone has a hard time, and everyone is pitiful. They can barely protect themselves, so what right do they have to sympathize with others or help them? The death toll is tens or even hundreds every day, if not hundreds, and it's not uncommon at all.
Cui, paralyzed from the waist down, could barely crawl even with his hands. He woke in the middle of the night to find his son gone. After waiting in vain, he became distraught. Recalling the recent uproar over missing children in Y City, he went completely berserk. He clutched those around him, begging for help, but they shunned him as if he were a monster. He was left searching on his own, clawing at the ground for strength, crawling forward. After enduring hunger for six months, his entire body was weakened. After more than ten hours, he had crawled less than fifty meters. His hands, arms, and even legs were a bloody mess. His eyes were bloodshot, but he pressed forward, driven only by a single determination.
As he walked west, everyone automatically made way for him, without a single person showing any mercy.
When Duan Jianghe and the other two arrived, they didn't even need to ask; they could tell at a glance, "Are you Cui Xiang, Cui Zipeng's father?"
The clean shoes, clean clothes, clean people, and clean voices before him made Cui Xiang grab them tightly as if he had found a life-saving straw. "Yes, I am. Where is my son? Where is my son?"
Duan Jianghe didn't mind having his trouser legs pulled, and patted Cui Xiang's hand, "He's fine now. We're here to pick you up. He's waiting for you, don't worry."
"Take me there, take me there, please take me there."
"Okay, relax first. Is there anything important? Take it with you."
"No, we have nothing. I only have my son, only Zipeng."
"Okay." The three of them brought a wheelchair that Lan Shiruo had received at the hospital.
When the father and son met, they couldn't help but hug each other and cry bitterly. After hearing about what happened last night, Cui Xiang was frightened and wanted to get down and kowtow to the big team to express his gratitude.
His friends stopped him and told him to have a good rest.
Cui Xiang was indeed tired, both physically and mentally. He lay down next to his son and fell asleep quickly.
When he woke up, it was already dark. His friends brought him some porridge, but the father and son were too embarrassed to accept it as they had already troubled everyone.
Lan Shiruo held Lebao and sat beside her. "Eat, there's something I want to discuss with you."
The father and son still didn't dare to answer, and hurriedly said, "Just tell me if you have anything to say."
"Look, my kid likes Zipeng very much, and I like him too. I like his smile, it's very warm, so I want to ask if you are willing to come with me and let Zipeng keep Lebao company."
The father and son were stunned. They were a burden, a waste. How could they really want them? "But we are like this, we..."
Lan Shiruo shook her head calmly. "I simply like a child like Zipeng who is innocent, sensible, determined and sunny. I don't need you to do anything. Lebao is a child who needs more good friends to grow up healthily. Just tell me if you are willing or not, and don't consider anything else."
"We are willing, very willing, as long as you don't mind us being a burden to you. You saved Zipeng's life, and our lives are yours. We are willing."
"That's good. Get some rest tonight. We'll be leaving early tomorrow morning. Is there anyone you want to say goodbye to or anything you want to take with you?"
Cui Xiang's voice choked with sobs. "No, there are only two of us left in our family, father and son. We have lost everyone and everything."
Lan Shiruo nodded, but there was no need to comfort her. The world was like this, and this was how everyone lived. There was no need to comfort her. It was useless and pretentious.
"By the way, Zipeng, do you know what your special ability is?"
"Superpowers?" The father and son were stunned. Are there superpowers?
"Yes, superpowers. We checked your body yesterday and found that your superpowers were depleted. That's why you fainted from exhaustion. Think about it, how did you escape from the hands of those who hurt you?"
Recalling the scene of being hurt, Cui Zipeng couldn't help but tremble, but his heart was extremely tough. As long as he was given time, he would definitely be healed.
Lan Shiruo knew it, so she never hesitated to ask questions and mentioned it often, hoping that it might help him recover.
"I don't know. It just hurt, too much pain, and I was so scared. I wanted to leave, and then it seemed like a force rushed out of my body, and I felt everything around me. That person was next to me, and I wanted him to die. That force seemed to know what I was thinking, so it cooperated with me and tried its best to suppress everything around, including that person. That person let go of me, and seemed to be in great pain. The force gradually disappeared, and I seized the opportunity and ran desperately, ran desperately." The little face turned pale again. When he ran desperately, it seemed more terrifying than being pressed on the cold stage and being bitten.
He was afraid to close his eyes. Once he closed his eyes, he always felt that there was a ferocious beast chasing him in the darkness and wanted to eat him.
Cui Xiang hugged his son tightly and blamed himself. He was useless. He couldn't protect his family and let his only son suffer such harm. He was useless.
Lan Shiruo patted the little man's head, lowered her eyes and thought, this situation seems to be...hiss, it can't be such a coincidence, right?
"Zipeng, let me ask you to try now. Can you do it?"
Cui Zipeng took a breath and said, "It should be possible."
"Okay then, use your strength to cover Aunt Lan and try it slowly."
Cui Zipeng hesitated, "Auntie Lan, I'm afraid I'll hurt you. I'm not very skilled in using it."
Ao Chengyi also disagreed, "I can do it."
Lan Shiruo was a little disgusted. "It's useless to try. Do you know what it is?"
For the first time in his life, Ao Chengyi felt useless.
Lan Shiruo ignored him and looked at Cui Zipeng, "It's okay, try it, Aunt Lan believes in you."
Cui Zipeng looked at Lan Shiruo's sincere eyes and nodded firmly, "Okay, Aunt Lan, I will be careful." He carefully released his power, enveloped Lan Shiruo, and then gradually applied pressure.
Ao Chengyi stood beside her with a cold expression on his handsome face, staring at Lan Shiruo, ready to attack Cui Zipeng at any time.
Cui Xiang shrank his neck to protect his son, but he had to stay calm, otherwise he would not be able to defeat the tall and strong man.
Lan Shiruo frowned slightly, confirming that her guess was correct. Tsk tsk, she was really lucky. "It's OK."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it was terrifying.
Lan Shiruo smiled, "Zi Peng is very powerful. His ability is in a rare field, almost as rare as Niuniu's, one in a million."
Not only the parties involved, but also their friends, old friends, and even the spirits were all confused. This was the first time they heard of the ability called "domain". What was it for? It seemed very powerful.
(End of this chapter)
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