Chapter 51
In the empty and dark place, Jiaojiao, who was curled up in the hands of the god, was awakened by hunger. After waking up, Jiaojiao was dazed for a long time before she rubbed her eyes and sat up from the "ground".
The god who had been keeping a close eye on the little guy discovered that after Jiaojiao woke up, he cut a cut on his arm with his fingertips, golden blood flowed out, and a faint light lit up in this place that represented eternal night.
Seeing the light again, Jiaojiao blinked, turned around and began to look for the person from yesterday.
Seeing that he seemed to be looking for something, Hesnemen asked, "What are you looking for?"
A gentle voice came from far away in the sky. Jiaojiao, who heard the voice, raised her head with great effort to look towards the direction where the voice came from.
Jiaojiao was a little confused when she looked up at the big face in the sky. It took her a while to recognize that it was Hesnemen.
Jiaojiao looked down at her own hands and feet, and tilted her head in confusion: "Jiaojiao~"
Hesniemen, who understood what he said, curled his eyes and said, "Jiaojiao didn't get smaller, I got bigger."
This place representing eternal night and the countless special black chains wrapped around his body were constantly absorbing his divine power, making it impossible for him to shrink his body for long.
After realizing that she was sitting on the hands of the person in front of her, Jiaojiao put her little hand on her butt to compare. When she found that she couldn't sit on it, she frowned and stared at her little hand, not knowing what she was thinking.
After a while, Jiaojiao, who was no longer entangled, curiously and carefully stretched out her finger to poke Hesnemen's hand.
Hesnemen chuckled as he watched his series of little movements. He wanted to poke the little guy's white and soft face, but he was worried because his body was too big.
"Gurgle gurgle~" A clear sound rang out in this empty place. Hungry Jiaojiao lowered her head to look at her stomach, then stretched out her hand to open the pocket in front of her belly. She was stunned when she found that there was nothing inside, and then she felt a little confused.
The confused Jiaojiao didn't understand why she had to open her little bag when she was hungry.
After thinking for a while and still unable to figure it out, Jiaojiao stopped thinking. He supported himself with his hands and climbed up from Hesnemen's hands. He took a step instinctively, but he didn't know which foot to take the next step.
Confused, Jiaojiao looked down at her feet, and fell on her butt because she didn't stand firmly.
Jiaojiao, who was not hurt by the fall, stared at her feet for a long time until she was brought back to her senses by the rumbling sound of hunger in her stomach, and then she crawled up along the front.
After climbing a long way, Jiaojiao still couldn't find anything to eat. Tired and hungry, she sat there, holding her stomach.
Hesniemen, who was watching his series of actions, was a little confused: "What are you doing?"
Hearing his voice, Jiaojiao looked up at him with great effort, and said softly, "Ah~"
"Are you hungry?" Hesnemen lowered his head and thought for a long time before he figured out what hungry meant.
After realizing it, he felt a little worried. As a god, as long as the world he lived in was still alive, he would have an endless supply of divine power and would not feel hungry.
However, having lived on this continent for a very long time, he still knew what hunger meant.
But he didn't expect that this little guy, who was a bit like him in essence, would be hungry!
Hesnemen was a little worried. In this space representing eternal night, there was no life at all, and naturally, no plants that could satisfy hunger could be born.
Jiaojiao, who was really hungry, put down the empty bottle on her back, held it and smacked the bottle twice, as if this would make her less hungry.
Looking at his self-deceiving appearance, Hesnemen felt inexplicably at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He suppressed the urge to touch the little guy's furry head, used up the little divine power he had accumulated from yesterday to now, opened a small space, and quickly took out a bowl of porridge from it.
As the porridge appeared in his hand, hideous wounds appeared on Hesnemen's entire arm.
Golden blood flowed out from these wounds and was pulled by black chains into the black cauldron suspended at the top.
The golden blood flowing on the chains made the area brighter and brighter. Jiaojiao, attracted by the light, shifted her gaze from the bottle and looked up at the shocking and magnificent scene in the sky illuminated by the golden blood.
In the pitch-black, seemingly endless night, the gigantic and gentle god was entangled in countless dense chains. Those chains were like living creatures, wriggling and transporting golden blood continuously into the black giant cauldron.
The still young Jiaojiao didn't understand the shock this scene brought to him. After being stunned for a long time, he finally reacted and raised his little hand to point at the giant tripod at the top where he could vaguely see his figure. He frowned and said, "Ah!"
Bad thing!
Hesniemen's eyebrows curved slightly when he understood Jiaojiao's meaning. He placed the seemingly small bowl of porridge in front of Jiaojiao and said in a gentle voice, "Eat quickly."
Hesnemen didn't care about the wound that was gradually spreading on his arm. He was already familiar with such scenes.
The existence of this space and these things is to seize his divine power, blood, flesh and blood.
Whenever he used more than a certain level of divine power, his flesh would tear open depending on how much divine power he used. This was a method devised by those races in order to easily obtain his blood. They would also take advantage of the rare occasions when his flesh was broken to obtain his divine bones.
The 'person' who came to take the divine bone arrived faster than Hesnemen expected. When he felt a rotten and fishy smell coming, Hesnemen hissed at Jiaojiao, signaling him to be quiet, and then hid Jiaojiao and the bowl of porridge that had not been touched yet.
The ones who came were several people covered in black. They grabbed the chains and climbed all the way to the back of the god, and inserted those slender, twisted and strange knife handles that exuded an ominous aura into the wounds that spread across the back.
As a section of golden divine bone was peeled off, the tall and gentle god tilted his neck back and let out a roar of pain.
This place representing eternal night was suddenly filled with invisible waves. The few people who were taking the bones were instantly annihilated. The invisible black waves continued to expand into the distance and violently crashed into the border.
The tangible boundary was knocked into a distorted shape and then repaired at an extremely fast speed, with a few black waves occasionally leaking out, becoming a divine abomination that made all living beings tremble in fear.
The dense black chains in the darkness began to wriggle the moment the divine bone appeared, madly wrapping around the golden divine bone and sending it towards the black cauldron at the top.
This is the second piece of divine bone that has been taken out in tens of thousands of years since he was imprisoned. The divine bones of gods are not so easy to obtain. This piece has been polished for tens of thousands of years, and it is only a millimeter away from being successfully taken out.
After the divine bone was taken out, Hesnemen seemed to relax for a long time, or it seemed like only a moment. He opened his clasped hands hidden in his arms, and the little cub squatted in his palms, holding its head with its short little hands as if it felt scared.
Seeing the light again, Jiaojiao looked up at him. Having clearly heard the scream of pain from earlier, she tilted her head and said in a soft voice, "Ahhh?"
Does it hurt?
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore." Hesnemen said as he carefully pushed the bowl, which was too small for him, in front of Jiaojiao: "Aren't you hungry? Eat quickly!"
The extremely hungry Jiaojiao was attracted by the bowl of porridge in front of him. He looked up at Hesniemen and then at the porridge. After repeating this several times, Jiaojiao pointed at himself with his little finger, then pointed at the bowl in front of him that was bigger than his head, and said softly, "Jiaojiao?"
"Well, it's for you." Hesnemen's eyes were slightly tired, and pain came densely from the wound, but compared to the pain, he cared more about the little guy in front of him.
Jiaojiao, who was sitting in his palm, held both sides of the bowl with both hands, gritted her teeth and tried to lift the bowl.
As a result, Jiaojiao, who was too weak, not only failed to lift the bowl, but also spilled the porridge in the bowl.
Realizing that she had done something wrong, Jiaojiao looked up at Hesnemen fearfully. When she found that he was not angry, she curled her eyes at him in a coquettish manner.
After acting cute, Jiaojiao wiped her dirty hands on her clothes, then frowned as she looked at the porridge in front of her that she couldn't even lift.
Just when Hesniemen was wondering why he didn't drink, he saw Jiaojiao, who had been sitting just now, suddenly lie down, stretched out her little hand to the edge of the bowl, held the edge of the bowl and lifted it up a little, causing the porridge to pour over her, and then she buried her head in drinking.
Hesniemen, who watched his movements the whole time, was puzzled for a while before he realized that the little guy was unable to lift the porridge.
Just as he was feeling surprised by this discovery, Hesniemen heard a small cough. He lowered his eyes and found that Jiaojiao, who had been drinking a few mouthfuls of porridge while lying down, had choked. Her eyes were red from coughing.
Seeing this, the god Hesnemen was a little helpless and had to control his body to shrink. The divine power used to shrink the body was very small, so it would not cause the skin and flesh to burst, and excessive blood would not attract the "person" who would take the bones.
Hesnemen, whose body had shrunk to a certain size, held Jiaojiao, who had stopped coughing, in his arms with unskilled movements, and held the bowl of porridge to his mouth, feeding him in small sips.
Jiaojiao, holding the bowl with his little hands, drank it relishingly. Seeing him like this, Hesnemen's eyebrows slightly curved, and even his mood became a little better.
Jiaojiao is small, and this bowl of porridge is obviously for an adult, so she was full after drinking just a little.
After drinking her fill, Jiaojiao raised her head and pushed the bowl beside her toward Hesniemen, saying softly, "Daddy!"
Hesnemen, who understood what he meant, was stunned for a moment, then said gently: "I'm not your father, and I don't need to eat."
"Dad!" Jiaojiao, who didn't quite understand, still pushed the bowl of porridge towards Hesnemen.
Tall, strong, and gives food to people, that’s daddy!
This was the most profound impression that Xiaopang's father left on the young Jiaojiao, and it was also Jiaojiao's earliest impression of his father.
The bright black grape-like eyes looked at Hesnemen with admiration, and when she saw that he didn't drink, she became a little anxious in her baby voice, and kept saying "ah ah" in the baby language that ordinary people couldn't understand.
Hesnemen, who was not an ordinary person, naturally understood his cub language.
Hesnemen didn't know how to persuade the cub who had mistaken its father, so he put down the bowl in his hand, tentatively reached out and rubbed Jiaojiao's fluffy hair, and said in a gentle and tentative tone: "Be good."
Jiaojiao, whose head was being rubbed, rubbed his hand, raised her head and looked at him with a pair of dark, bright eyes: "Jiaojiao, ah, Daddy!"
The god who really didn't need food was helpless. Finally, under the bright and expectant eyes of the little guy, he picked up the bowl and took a sip.
The fragrance of rice spread in the mouth, a taste that the gods had never tasted before.
Hesnemen lowered his eyes and looked at the bowl in his hand. His golden eyelashes were long and thick, and his eyes were flashing with unspeakable emotions, making his golden eyes more complex and gorgeous. There was no doubt about the beauty. Any creature would be shaken the moment they saw it.
"Daddy." Jiaojiao, who was in his arms, stretched out her little hand to touch his face. There was the purest worry in her ignorant eyes, and she uttered vague words in her tender little voice: "No."
Hesnemen, feeling inexplicably comforted, looked down at the little guy in his arms, feeling the small soft hand on his face. The complex emotions in his golden eyes dissipated, and a smile appeared instead.
He took the little hand off his face and held it in his hand, looking at it over and over again. After discovering four dimples on the back of his hand, he reached out and poked it.
Jiaojiao, who was in her father's arms, stretched out her little hand obediently to show him. After discovering that her father liked to poke the dimples on the back of his hand, she put her other little hand there for him to poke.
After poking the dimples on his little hands in turn, the satisfied god rubbed Jiaojiao's furry head and looked at Jiaojiao with soft eyes.
He thought he had to send the little guy out as soon as possible!
In this eternal night where it is impossible to distinguish between day and night, the god sitting on the ground lowered his eyes to look at the cub who had fallen asleep in his arms. His long golden hair spread out on the ground, covering his breathtaking profile.
The cub's tiny breathing and occasional mumbling sound fell into his ears, bringing a different touch to this god who had stayed in a silent place for tens of thousands of years.
Hesnemen's motionless eyes suddenly blinked slightly. He looked up at the distant, dark heights above his head, and his gaze fell on the huge black tripod.
A faint warmth came from the cub's arms and chest. It was this unclear warmth that made this god, who had been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years, make a certain decision and determination.
People from Yin Zheng’s father’s world will still appear in this world, but they will not appear as fathers.
When light shines through the cracks into the darkness, even just watching is redeemed.
Also, the fathers in this world are a bit miserable.
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