Chapter 43
The cubs in the nursery are originally the offspring of criminals.
Although their immediate family members are no longer alive, how could the Star Alliance not have considered their ideological education when they initially decided to send them to the Prison Planet?
But many times, reality is always very bleak.
Initially, the conditions in the nursery were not as shabby as they are now. There were five or six nanny robots at the same time, and the breeders also hired breeders with good reputations.
These breeders not only have rich experience in raising cubs, but also have made great achievements in education. They can be considered as relatively versatile breeders.
However, the situation changed when one nanny robot after another in the nursery was destroyed by the mad cubs and when the nursery workers were seriously injured one after another, the situation changed.
In the beginning, there were still some cub-keepers who upheld their professional ethics and chose to stay after recovering from their injuries to take care of and educate the cubs, but as time went by, the number of such cub-keepers gradually decreased.
After all the breeders hired earlier resigned and left Prison Star, there were not many such talents willing to come to Prison Star to work.
After all, not only is the environment on Prison Star harsh, but the cubs are also violent and difficult to raise. Even if the salary is good, these cub keepers can get similar or even higher pay in the nurseries on the capital stars of various countries. Why do they have to come to Prison Star to suffer?
If they are indeed injured, Prison Star will use the most advanced medical cabin to treat them until they recover and are discharged from the hospital, but...
It really hurts when you get hit!
They are not masochists, nor are they strong-willed warriors. Some breeders have suffered psychological trauma after being beaten and are even unable to continue working in related industries.
Since they really couldn't recruit anyone, the 24th Base had no choice but to change the standards. They no longer required rich parenting experience or a good resume, but the breeders who were employed must at least be strong and have the ability to subdue the crazy cubs.
This strategy actually worked for a while.
After all, the cubs are still young, and with the assistance of a robot nanny, they can be barely controlled after the keepers have acquired a certain degree of self-protection ability.
In addition, the research institute has also developed a tranquilizer suitable for use on cubs.
Compared to the tranquilizers on the market, the ones produced by the Prison Star Research Institute are undoubtedly safer and more effective. After their development, they not only played a very good role in the Prison Star Nursery, but also gained popularity among the nations of the galaxy.
There are quite a few cubs who are deeply troubled by the power of their blood. Although they have better care, when they go crazy, their destructive power is no less than that of the cubs on Prison Star.
When a cub goes crazy and its relatives cannot arrive in time to comfort it, tranquilizers are a good means of control. However, previous products generally have problems such as strong side effects or slow onset of effect.
The tranquilizer produced by the Prison Star Research Institute has solved this problem very well. It can be said that it has played a very outstanding role in assisting in raising cubs, and has now been promoted to the entire galaxy.
However, the environment that the cubs in the nursery live in is different from that of their peers.
Whether it's due to the effects of pollutants, the lack of comfort and care from relatives, or the combined influence of the two, the personalities of the Prison Star cubs become more and more extreme and violent as they grow older.
The destructive power they displayed became increasingly powerful, and the number of cubs being taken in by the nursery was increasing year by year. The pressure was growing, causing the keepers to resign frequently again.
There were fewer and fewer keepers willing to stay, and eventually it even evolved into a situation where dozens of keepers were replaced, and none of them could pass the apprenticeship period.
In this situation, how could the brooding center possibly take care of the cubs' education? Just letting them stay quiet for a while and not cause any trouble was already the highest expectation.
After listening to Gu Qingchen's explanation, Su Ci nodded, "So, the nursery has no plans to hire teachers?"
Gu Qingchen shrugged. "I'm not from the HR department, so I don't know much about it. But judging from the current situation at the nursery, it's unlikely in the short term."
After all, it is difficult to recruit breeders, let alone nannies.
"Okay, I understand."
Keeper Su thanked him and then asked about purchasing toys for the cubs.
Hearing this, Gu Qingchen was a little surprised, but still tried to answer: "It should also be applied to the purchasing department. You can ask the intelligent brain for details."
"Intelligent brain?"
"Well, you can call it directly. The base's intelligent computer is everywhere."
“…Okay, I understand.”
After getting the answer he wanted from him, Su Ci was ready to end the call.
Gu Qingchen quickly reminded: "Don't forget to come and see No. 8. He may need you for something. As a breeder, you must respond to the cubs' needs in a timely manner."
"Know."
Keeper Su responded casually, then ruthlessly cut off the communication.
“…”
Looking at the darkening light screen, Gu Qingchen really couldn't understand how the breeder Su, with such a temperament, could be liked by the little wolf cub?
He shook his head. When he saw a pinned chat box in the communicator's directory, Gu Qingchen frowned slightly, and the expression on his face became serious and solemn.
He pursed his lips, and finally clicked on the person's avatar and typed a text message in the chat box.
[Dr. Ren, when can Number Four return to the nursery?]
Su Ci didn't know what Gu Qingchen thought of him.
Of course, even if they knew, they probably wouldn't care. After all, as a life born from this land, isn't it normal to like the spirit of the earth?
He didn't go to visit the little wolf immediately.
After using his spiritual sense to check and confirm that the brat was fine, Su Ci got up and walked into the bedroom. He looked at the book spirit that had been releasing waves of anger since just now and of course had now become silent.
A Yan noticed his actions, put down the glass in his hand, and followed him carefully.
Sure enough, after the keeper entered the bedroom, he went straight to the book.
Watching the young man examining the book seriously, and thinking of the ball of light he had pulled out of the book, A Yan hid his hands behind his back feeling somewhat guilty.
Should he confess voluntarily?
But the keeper told him to ignore the book, and he didn't listen... Will the keeper dislike him anymore after he finds out?
A Yan lowered his eyelashes and became extremely depressed.
However, Su Ci did not notice the child's complicated psychology. He looked at the extremely weak prototype of the book spirit in the wall, frowned, lowered his eyes slightly, and fell on the chair that fell to the floor by the wall and had not been straightened yet.
He remembered that when he went out in the morning, there was no chair.
Su Ci turned around and looked at the child behind him who was avoiding his gaze and didn't dare to look at him.
Facing the breeder's gaze, A Yan felt extremely nervous.
He really didn't mean it...
A Yan pouted, but finally he obediently stretched out his little hands from behind his back, placed them in front of the breeder, and looked at him timidly.
The prototype of the book spirit on the wall, which had been silent, seemed to sense this scene and began to move again at this moment.
However, that fluctuation was not simply anger like before. It seemed that there was also pleasure in the anger. In short, it was very complicated.
Su Ci didn't understand, so he ignored it.
Looking at A Yan's performance, he knew that something might have happened between A Yan and the prototype of the book spirit while he was away from the dormitory. It was impossible to tell whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
Su Ci squatted down lightly, held the little hand that A Yan stretched out, and after carefully sensing it, his brows jumped suddenly.
He hadn't thought about it in this way before, so he didn't notice it. Now, after careful consideration, even Su Ci felt surprised and astonished.
"You absorbed its power of rules?"
Hearing this, A Yan, who had a nervous look on his face, showed a confused look.
The power of rules?
Are you referring to that platinum-colored ball of light?
Su Ci did not answer his question, but let go of the child's hand and frowned, thinking.
Logically speaking, it is normal for spirits to devour each other's power. The law of the jungle is the most common rule in nature. Since spirits are living things, they are also subject to this rule.
Yes, rules.
From this point of view, it is not difficult to see the mystery and power of the power of rules. This is not a power that can be mastered and absorbed by any spirit.
Like his soul power, A Yan can absorb and digest it at will because he is the spirit of the earth and possesses the attributes of the earth.
The earth gives birth to all things and has the strongest tolerance in the world, so its soul power is a great tonic for all spirits. It can heal wounds and strengthen the body, and the restoration of life and death is a basic operation.
But the power of rules is different.
Rules, which constrain everything, including dead and living things, are destined to be extremely exclusive and aggressive, or at least impossible to be gentle and harmless.
If one rashly absorbs the power of rules, at best, one's spirit body will be injured, and at worst, the soul may be destroyed by backlash. However, A Yan can absorb it easily...
Could it be because he practiced the divine text? Su Ci couldn't help but guess that A Yan was so talented that he figured out how to absorb the power of rules from the first divine text?
Su Ci looked at the child in front of him again. Although his spirit was still weak, he was much stronger than yesterday.
He had actually noticed this when he was feeding him soul energy in the kitchen just now. He had originally thought that it was because A Yan had made some progress in studying the soul, but now it seemed that there was more to it than that.
This proves that A Yan not only absorbed the power of the book spirit's rules, but also gained benefits from it.
Therefore, compared to A Yan comprehending the method of absorbing the power of rules from the divine text, there is actually another possibility that is more likely. Su Ci looked at A Yan and asked:
"Ayan, are you also a rule-based spirit?"
A rule-based spirit?
Ah Yan looked at Su Ci in confusion. He didn't understand what the breeder said, but... the breeder didn't seem angry with him! He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
As for the spirits of rules...
Whatever the breeder says he is, that's fine, as long as he's not angry or doesn't hate him! Ah Yan slightly curved his lips and gave Su Ci a lovely smile.
Su Ci naturally wouldn't get angry over such a trivial matter.
On the contrary, his assessment of A Yan's potential has risen to a new level. After all, a rule-based spirit cannot be weak as long as it grows up.
And he naturally also hopes that A Yan will become as powerful as possible in the future, so that he can become his most powerful helper in restoring the earth.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Su Ci's face. He reached out and put his hand on A Yan's head, rubbing it gently.
"Well, that's pretty good."
A Yan's smile suddenly became a little more silly.
As soon as Su Ci finished speaking, the prototype of the book spirit in the wall paused for a moment, as if frozen, and then it became extremely angry. The book body, which had been weak and quiet, was trembling slightly.
Su Ci turned around and glanced at it indifferently.
“…”
The prototype of the book spirit shook violently, and then fell silent again.
"Let's go, ignore it."
Seeing that this bad-tempered prototype of the book spirit had finally calmed down, Su Ci took A Yan's little hand and led him out of the bedroom.
Faced with this prototype of a book spirit that could turn into an evil spirit at any time, Su Ci was not merciful. Even if A Yan absorbed all of its power of rules, he would not feel sorry.
A Yan also left some for it, that was because A Yan was too kind.
Now Su Ci was actually a little worried. Would A Yan be led astray by this prototype of the book spirit after staying with it for too long?
Su Ci also tried to put the work manual into the space button. However, after awakening his consciousness, although it was still just a prototype, it could no longer be classified as an inanimate object.
The space button, however, couldn't store living things. Perhaps he would need to gather some materials and make a few soul storage bags that could carry living things.
Now, I can only leave this book in the dormitory and temporarily trap it on the wall.
However, he had set up a spirit shield in this dormitory, preventing pollutants from entering. It seemed that it would be difficult for the prototype of the book spirit to continue to develop into an evil spirit.
Now, just be sure to keep A Yan away from him.
Room 503 of the nursery.
After Gu Qingchen left, No. 8 stopped folding paper. He waited eagerly in the room, looking at the door several times a minute, but found that there was no movement.
The waiting time is always extremely long and arduous.
He couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
He should have slipped out faster just now. There were only two guards. As long as he timed it right, there was no way he would be caught.
The big tail behind it hung on the ground. Number Eight took the "paper flute" he made and blew into the small hole he had poked.
He was very careful at first, fearing that he would damage the "paper flute". But when he found that he couldn't make any sound, he got anxious and didn't pay attention to the strength, and he actually broke the already fragile paper tube!
Number Eight was furious. "Useless piece of paper!"
The young boy threw the paper flute to the ground and lay down on the table, feeling extremely bored.
"I really want to go out and play..."
Even if he can only fight with No. 6, it is better than being locked up in this room without even a window... If only he could be a shepherd boy, running around freely and having a big yellow cow to ride on!
Number 8 recalled the scene that came to his mind in the activity room that morning.
Those pictures were so clear and real that he could still remember every detail until now. Just thinking about them, he could feel the warm breeze blowing on his face. It was such a comfortable feeling.
Come to think of it...how could he imagine such a colorful world?
He couldn't help but admire himself!
Number Eight chuckled, then stood up and began to stretch his muscles, ready to start today's practice. One day, let alone two guards, even if seven or eight came at once, they would not be able to catch him!
If someone checked the surveillance at this time, they would find that in room 503, a young man with wolf ears and a wolf tail began to jump up and down in the not very spacious room.
He was not satisfied with running on the ground, but kept jumping around, and even stepped on the wall to jump directly to the top of the room, leaving a series of not very obvious footprints on the metal wall.
Of course, with his speed and range of motion, collisions and falls were inevitable.
But even though he fell and got bruised and battered, the young boy just grimaced, neither crying nor shouting in pain, then clapped his hands and got up to continue "practicing".
When Su Ci opened the door with A Yan, what he saw was——
The young boy fell from the roof and smashed the new table that 4586 had just replaced for him that morning, and his water cup had already rolled into the corner.
Probably because it was made of metal, the cup was still very strong and did not break.
After falling down, No. 8 quickly got up. He was panting and turned his head to see the tightly closed metal door opened. The figure of the breeder appeared outside the door.
The young boy didn't hesitate at all and rushed out of the room and into the corridor like a gust of wind.
"Oh yeah!"
Number 8, who was not hindered in any way, jumped happily in the corridor, showing off as he jumped.
"I ran away, you can't catch me!" The young boy was so excited that he looked very proud. Even the ahoge on his head was jumping with pride.
A Yan, who was following Su Ci, withdrew his gaze from the hairy ears and frowned slightly.
This is not the time for activities. According to the regulations of the nursery, cubs are not allowed to come out, so do we need to catch No. 8 back?
He tilted his little head back and looked at the keeper.
The breeder had a calm expression and was very indifferent to No. 8's provocative behavior. A Yan blinked and then calmed down as well.
Su Ci ignored Number 8, and had no intention of bringing him back. He just glanced at him and walked straight into Room 503 in front of him.
The layout of No. 8's room is no different from that of the other cubs. He went crazy and smashed it up yesterday. The tables and chairs had been replaced, but now they are smashed to pieces again.
In addition to these, there were many more paper balls on the ground.
Su Ci came to the table and picked up the relatively complete "paper flute" on the ground. It can be seen that No. 8 is quite interested in this musical instrument. After returning to the room, he even folded paper to play with it.
Behind him, the metal door that had automatically closed after Su Ci walked in slowly opened again.
The little wolf cub, who had just run out happily, stood at the door and peeked in.
Seeing that the breeder ignored him, No. 8 felt that he had suffered more serious harm than being beaten.
"Aren't you a breeder? Why don't you come and catch me?" the young boy puffed out his cheeks and complained angrily, "You...you're not fun at all!"
Su Ci finally turned around, but only glanced at the boy lightly. Then, he casually turned the "paper flute" in his hand.
Number Eight's gaze was drawn to his movements, and he looked over subconsciously, only to see—
When the breeder stopped again, what he was holding in his hand was no longer a "paper flute", but a real bamboo flute!
The bamboo flute is brown all over, straight in the middle, and short. It has a simple and ancient style with a bit of childishness, and is very similar to the flute played by a shepherd boy.
Number Eight's eyes widened, and even A Yan next to him was stunned, and then he stared at the flute curiously.
He felt that it looked familiar, as if he had seen it before.
After rubbing his eyes several times and finding that the flute did not disappear, No. 8 could not help but run in from outside and reached out to snatch it.
"Where did you get this flute? Let me see it!"
However, Su Ci did not let him get his wish.
He simply raised his arms and slightly turned his body to avoid the wolf cub's grabbing hands.
Number 8 passed by.
He didn't get discouraged after failing to grab the flute the first time. Instead, he crouched down slightly and stared up at the flute. Scrutiny and calculation appeared in his green eyes. This height was a piece of cake for him, but...
The young boy met Su Ci's calm gaze.
The furry tail that was shaking wildly because of its eagerness to try suddenly stiffened and then fell to the ground, and the two erect wolf ears also drooped down cowardly.
He rubbed against Su Ci with a flattering smile on his face.
Su Ci looked at him quietly.
The wolf-eared boy softened his tone and begged, "Su Ci, Keeper Su... I promise I won't sneak out again. Can you let me play with the flute?"
"Or... or I can touch your ears for you? You can do it for as long as you want!"
Number Eight had never begged anyone like this before, but he discovered that this wasn't a bad thing, because...
The breeder, who had held the flute high, still had no expression on his face after his begging, which made him a little scared. But in the end, he actually lowered his arm and handed the flute in his hand to him!
Looking at the bamboo flute placed horizontally in front of him, No. 8 couldn't help but blink.
He has always been carefree and heartless, and he never expected that he could get what he wanted so easily. He couldn't help but be stunned.
From the education he received since childhood, if he wanted something, he had to fight for it himself, and sometimes he might even get beaten to a pulp and still not get what he wanted.
Therefore, No. 8 never asks others for help, and does not like to ask others for help when encountering difficulties. That is the behavior of the weak!
However, the breeder in front of him had made exceptions for him many times, but it seemed... this breeder had never let him down.
Number Eight looked at Su Ci and then at the bamboo flute.
Finally, he reached out tentatively and took the flute.
The flute felt slightly cool in his hand, a feeling he had never experienced before. It didn't feel like metal, nor like plastic. He could vaguely smell a light fragrance that he had never smelled before.
"You really gave it to me?"
He raised his head and looked at the keeper uncertainly.
The young man nodded gently, put his palm on his head and rubbed it vigorously.
Although his ears were rubbed again, No. 8 did not resist at all. He grinned and smiled foolishly, and his big tail behind him was wagging happily like a puppy that got a bone.
A Yan watched the breeder rubbing No. 8's ears and couldn't help but scratch his hands.
He kind of wanted to touch it, too... Number Eight's furry ears felt pretty comfortable to the touch.
Then, the child raised his hand and touched his head with a puzzled expression. Why did all the other cubs in the nursery have ears and tails, but he didn't?
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