Chapter 48
Number Three was holding potato chips in his hand, with a pair of lifeless blue eyes embedded in his palm-sized face, making him look a little silly.
He could feel the thin, light thing called "potato chips" in his palm, emitting a faint, saliva-watering fragrance, but...
At the urging of Number Eight, Number Three did not open his mouth to eat, but instead put the potato chip back in front of Number Eight.
"No...I can't..."
He spoke in a low voice, and probably because he seldom spoke, he seemed to stutter a little, but his thin and soft voice was unexpectedly sweet, and when people heard it, they felt a desire to protect him from the bottom of their hearts.
How cute! Number 8 couldn’t help but think.
It was a bit silly. Such delicious food was given to him, but he actually refused it! However, the more No. 3 refused it, the more No. 8 wanted to give it to him.
Number Eight simply pushed his little hand back.
"Hurry up and eat! I still have plenty. The breeder just gave me a big bag. Your piece is worth it."
He thought No. 3 couldn't see, so he spoke big words, but in fact, No. 3 had just used his mental power to see everything in the room clearly.
The breeder...
So I gave him three potato chips.
Number Three wanted to return the potato chips. He knew how happy Number Eight was when he received them, so he naturally understood that these potato chips must be very precious.
Besides, he doesn't particularly like to eat. He will only force himself to eat something when he is extremely hungry.
He had never been interested in this world or anyone around him, so of course...
After listening to the breeder's flute, this idea changed a little, but only a little. No. 3 didn't think that this little bit would make him completely different from the past.
However, Number Eight is not a considerate person.
"I told you to eat, so you eat!"
After being pushed back too many times, the boy's temper flared up. "Don't you consider me a friend? If you do this again, I'll be angry!"
Unlike the other cubs in the nursery, No. 8 was already a big boy when he came to the nursery. The concept of "partner" was formed in his mind since he was a child.
After all, wolves are social animals.
That's why after he came to the nursery, he became close to Number 4 and Number 5. He wanted to make friends with people he liked and establish closer connections.
In contrast, due to their growing environment, No. 2 and the others did not form this concept. Before the arrival of No. 8, they all lived their own lives and preferred to fight alone.
Although Number Four and Number Five are much closer than the others due to their kinship, Number Five, as the only girl among them, does not like fighting. Moreover, she is the youngest and not very strong in fighting, so she has little impact on the battle situation.
But after number eight came, things were different.
He was about the same age as No. 6, older than No. 5 and No. 7, and an energetic little wolf cub. He had never lost a fight with No. 6 and No. 7.
What's even more shameless is that he is very close to No. 4 and No. 5. When he is beaten up, No. 4 and No. 5 will help him, which forces No. 2, No. 6 and No. 7 to join forces as well.
Only No. 3, who always stayed away from the crowd, was not affected.
Number Eight was not aware of this.
The little wolf cub just wants to make friends. Isn't that natural and reasonable?
What did he do wrong!
And now, after spending a whole day together, he looked at No. 3 and found that he liked him more and more.
Although No. 3 is not talkative, the little guy doesn't find him annoying and will listen to him carefully. He is just too timid, but it doesn't matter. With his protection, no one can bully him in the future.
Even that stinky monkey number six is not allowed!
Number Three was a little confused. He didn't understand what Number Eight meant, nor did he understand why Number Eight was suddenly angry.
He thought for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Friends...what are they?" he asked in a low voice.
Faced with the question from number three, number eight was stunned. He stammered, "Friends... friends are..."
If you really ask him to explain, he really can't.
Finally, he could only say, "Just like us, playing together for almost a whole day, we can be considered friends! Good friends should play together and eat delicious food together!"
After Number 8 finished his forced explanation, he stood up quickly.
"Anyway, these potato chips are given to you, whether you like to eat them or not!"
Then, the little wolf cub walked back to the table, looked at the two remaining potato chips, quickly picked up one, and then sat cross-legged on the ground and began to chew it carefully.
“Crack, crack—”
The little wolf cub ate the food very carefully and carefully, afraid that even a tiny crumb would fall.
When the little wolf cub tasted the spicy flavor and crispy texture, he immediately forgot all the unpleasantness and immersed himself in the ultimate happiness of satisfying his taste buds.
Wow, potato chips, they are really delicious!
How could something so delicious exist in the world? I wish I could eat it every day...
Number Three, who was extremely sensitive to emotions, felt the emotional fluctuations emanating from Number Eight, and couldn't help but lower his head slightly and sniff lightly.
Stimulated by the smell, saliva began to secrete again.
This feeling was actually very new to him, at least he had never encountered it before.
Number Three swallowed subconsciously.
He rarely experienced this kind of instinctive reaction. This thing called potato chips, really...
Is it that delicious?
Number Eight didn't give him an answer, but his big tail that was shaking violently with excitement and the emotional fluctuations of happiness that emanated from his whole body seemed to have silently answered this question.
Finally, No. 3 opened his mouth, gently brought the potato chips to his mouth, and took a bite.
It has a somewhat hard texture, but after biting it, it quickly softens in the mouth, and the barbecue spices explode in the taste buds. Even No. 3, who is always calm and rarely reacts to the outside world, can't help but be stunned.
It’s really...really delicious.
It was food he had never eaten before.
No wonder number eight likes it so much...
He "watched" the way Number Eight carefully gnawed the potato chips, and imitated his movements, lowering his head slightly, and like a little squirrel, he gnawed the potato chips in his hand slowly and carefully.
Every time you take a small bite, you should stop and carefully feel the wonderful taste. Wait until the taste in your mouth becomes lighter before taking another bite.
This was the first time that Number Three was immersed in such pure joy.
At this moment, the ears on Number 8's head turned slightly.
He turned his head to look at the little boy in the corner. Seeing the expression on his face, he couldn't help but grin, and his green eyes were filled with the joy of Amway's success.
He said, number three will definitely love potato chips!
Although he ate one less piece, because of learning the flute today, No. 8 found that it was really good to have someone who liked the same thing as him!
Thinking of this, he withdrew his gaze and continued to concentrate on eating potato chips.
“Crack, crack—” “Crack, crack—”
For a moment, the only sound in room 403 was the crunch of two children chewing potato chips.
Su Ci left Room No. 3, glanced at the dining cart still in the corridor, and then looked at Room No. 5.
4586 probably needs to stay in there for a while. Thinking of this, Su Ci could only push the food cart resignedly, walk into the elevator, and go to the fifth floor to deliver food to No. 6 and No. 7.
[Identity verification in progress…] A white light swept across Su Ci’s face.
[Ding——Authentication passed]
[Apprentice Keeper Su Ci, hello. Testing has shown that cub number six is in a highly agitated state, with an increased risk of frenzy. Should we immediately open nursery room 501?]
Su Ci raised his eyebrows, number six...
Apart from number four, it seems that this little monkey is the only cub in the nursery that has not been touched.
He ignored the alarm on the intelligent computer and clicked confirm. Then, as the metal door opened, a water cup came out of the room and hit him head-on.
Su Ci raised his hand and caught the cup of water.
"Huh?"
A light exclamation came from the room.
When Su Ci walked in, he saw a blond boy about the same age as No. 8 standing on the bed. Before Su Ci opened the door, the boy was jumping happily on the bed. Even after Su Ci walked in, he had no intention of stopping.
"Are you the new breeder?" he asked while jumping around.
Number Six has short golden hair that rises and falls as he jumps. His snow-white skin is tender and flawless, and he looks very delicate and cute, especially his big round light red eyes. When he smiles, he looks like a carefree elf.
Of course, if he hadn't almost collapsed the bed and kept making shrill, screaming laughter, he would probably have left a better impression on Su Ci.
"Come and eat." Su Ci frowned and said in a calm voice.
Number Six was immersed in his game and didn't want to stop at all. However, he didn't know why, after the breeder's light voice sounded, he suddenly felt like eating.
I'm not hungry, but I just want to eat.
Number Six will never let himself be wronged.
If you want to eat, then eat!
He stopped dancing, jumped suddenly, and landed next to Su Ci nimbly. He grinned at Su Ci, then reached out and snatched the lunch box from his hand and put it on the ground.
"What are we having for dinner today?"
The young boy sat on the ground and after opening the lunch box, he couldn't help complaining.
"Why is this kind of thing again?"
He picked up the spoon, scooped a mouthful and put it into his mouth, then looked up at Su Ci and said vaguely, "Are you the new breeder? I'm number six, you can call me Liuliu!"
His eyes were like rubies, sparkling and extremely bright.
"Six six?"
Su Ci looked at Number Six with some surprise. Since arriving at the nursery, this child in front of him was probably the most enthusiastic one besides A Yan, and he seemed to have adapted well to life in the nursery.
He squatted down beside the child and said, "I am Su Ci."
"oh oh."
Number Six pulled the spoon out of his mouth and took another sip, mumbling, "Did you just catch my cup?"
Su Ci glanced at the cup in his hand and gently put it back next to him.
"Your reaction speed is pretty good!" Number Six praised.
Su Ci looked at him, "Did you just drop it on purpose?"
"I didn't mean to leave you behind. I just thought it was 4589 delivering food." Number Six defended himself.
Su Ci frowned, "4589?"
"Hmm? Could it be 4587?" Number Six said uncertainly, "It seems that Number Two broke 4586 a few days ago. This one should be 4587, right?"
Seeing that he couldn't remember the nanny robot's number at all, Su Ci had to correct him: "That's 4583. The one currently taking care of you is 4586."
Number Six tilted his head slightly, then shrugged and said, "Oh, whatever!"
The young boy waved his hands, looking nonchalant.
"It will be replaced with a new one in a few days. It doesn't matter what the number is."
Just like a breeder, you’ll change one every once in a while, which is full of freshness!
Su Ci stared at him for a while, and finally said, "Don't throw things around."
With the reaction speed of the nanny robot, it should not have had time to dodge, let alone catch the cup. Although with that kind of force, it should not have broken 4586.
"Oh, I told you I wasn't going to throw you away just now."
Number Six muttered, "This is a game between me and 4585. Next time, just ask it to bring me food."
The boy got the nanny robot's number wrong again.
Maybe he didn't mean it, he just didn't care about the nanny robot at all.
Thinking of how much No. 5 cared about 4586, and then looking at No. 6, Su Ci could only sigh that people are really different from each other. This might be one of the reasons why the scrap rate of nanny robots is so high.
After all, there are real cubs who play with nanny robots as toys.
Number Six did not go berserk. In his rational state, he was quite friendly towards Su Ci and there was no conflict between the two.
Even when Su Ci left, Number Six smiled and waved to him, looking carefree and happy.
Room 502 next door belongs to Room No. 7.
Compared to the hustle and bustle of the 6th, the 7th seemed much quieter tonight.
When Su Ci walked in from outside, the little boy was lying on the bed sleeping. Just like yesterday, his body was curled up tightly, curled up into a ball.
Number seven is only slightly older than number five, and should be the second youngest among the seven human cubs except A Yan.
There were very obvious strangulation marks on the little boy's neck, which were left by the wolf cub when he strangled No. 8 during the conflict. The marks were still very clear.
When Su Ci approached, Number Seven seemed to sense something. His long, curly, light-colored eyelashes trembled uneasily. Then, he opened his doe-like eyes, which were dark with a hint of blue.
Suddenly, he saw a figure appear in the room in his sleepy eyes. The little boy woke up all of a sudden. He sat up abruptly and backed away to the corner of the bed alertly until his back touched the wall.
"Who is it?" he exclaimed.
After seeing Su Ci's appearance clearly, Number Seven, who had been exuding aggression and looked like he would pounce and bite people at any time, was stunned for a moment before slowly relaxing.
"It's you."
His voice was a little hoarse, obviously his throat was injured when he was strangled.
Although the child relaxed a little, his face still showed the vigilance of a frightened bird. He did not completely trust Su Ci.
Su Ci still remembered that when facing Number Eight, the little white deer showed an aggressiveness that was no less than that of a carnivore. Even when the mad wolf cub strangled him by the neck, he did not beg for mercy. He was very strong-willed.
Faced with the child's vigilance, he did not continue to move closer, but turned around and placed the lunch box on the table of Room 7 - compared to the mess in Room 6, Room 7 was much better, at least the furniture was still intact.
"Your dinner."
After Su Ci put down the lunch box, he was about to leave, but unexpectedly, the little boy behind him called him.
"Hey, wait a minute."
Su Ci stopped and looked back at him.
Number Seven, who was sitting on the bed, was also looking at the new breeder in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze.
He noticed it the first day the breeder came.
Very different from the tall and strong breeders in the past, the new breeder is very beautiful and looks thin and weak. Not only is her skin white and fragile, but her body is also very thin.
Number Seven didn't feel any threat from him, and this feeling didn't change even though they were alone in a closed room.
After realizing this, the little boy's tense body gradually relaxed.
"Didn't that big stupid wolf beat you?"
Number Seven asked aloud, "Or have you healed all your injuries?"
After he was choked unconscious by Number Eight, he didn't remember anything that happened afterwards. Although he vaguely remembered a scene where the breeder lifted Number Eight up with one hand, he knew that this was impossible.
So, that must have been what he dreamed about, right?
This keeper is so thin, how could he lift up the mad wolf with one hand?
He had personally experienced how terrifying No. 8 was after going berserk, so No. 7 felt that it was lucky that the breeder in front of him could escape successfully.
Su Ci couldn't help but feel a little curious when he saw the sympathy and compassion in the child's eyes.
Since arriving at Base 24, he had seen many people look at him like this, but this was the first time he had seen such sympathy and compassion from a cub.
This child's personality doesn't seem as strong as he appears.
Su Ci said truthfully: "I'm not injured."
Number Seven gave him an "I understand" look, and then he didn't continue the topic. He pointed at the table and said, "Can you move it over to me?"
At this moment, the little boy was not as sharp as he was when facing No. 8. He seemed to sense that the little animal was not dangerous, and slowly retracted his thorns. He became very calm and even looked friendly.
Su Ci did not refuse. He moved the table to the bedside and helped him open the lid of the lunch box.
"Do you want to eat together?" asked No. 7.
Su Ci looked at him, thought for a moment, and nodded. Anyway, it was not time to go back to pick up No. 8 yet, so it would be nice to eat something to replenish his energy.
So, he pulled over the small stool number seven, sat down, took out the opened bag of potato chips from the space button, and started eating.
Number Seven couldn't help but blink, stunned by his actions. He didn't expect that the breeder would bring his own food, and it even appeared out of thin air.
The fragrance was very special and made him feel a little greedy.
He couldn't help but look at it several times, and found that the breeder had no intention of sharing with him. He opened his mouth slightly, and finally puffed out his cheeks and reluctantly looked away.
Number Seven picked up the spoon and started eating.
He has the blood of the silver elk, and as a herbivore, No. 7's food is mainly vegetarian, jelly-like food, which tastes fresher and is more transparent in color.
Originally, Number Seven liked to eat very much, but when he heard the crunching sound of the breeder eating, he suddenly felt that the nutritious jelly in front of him was not as delicious as before.
"Keeper, what are you eating?" Number Seven couldn't help but ask curiously while eating.
"potato chips."
Potato chips? The silver-haired boy tilted his head slightly. "What are those? Is it made of meat?"
"The rhizome of a plant."
“So the roots and stems of plants can be eaten?”
Number Seven's eyes widened, a look of "I've learned something new." He thought for a moment and then continued, "Are there any plants like this in the plantation?"
Su Ci recalled, "There should be something similar."
"Wow!"
The child showed a longing expression. There was no vigilance or hostility on his face. He showed the innocence that a child of this age should have, and he looked particularly cute.
"So can I eat fruit tomorrow? Can I also eat the rhizome of this plant in the future?"
The nursery would deliver vegetables and fruits about once or twice a week. Although the other cubs didn't like them very much, No. 7 was not one of them.
As a herbivore, he couldn't refuse vegetables and fruits, even though they were not very fresh.
Su Ci was not quite clear about this.
"Forget it, you just got here, so you definitely don't know either." Before he could answer, Number Seven said this.
He continued eating, and while eating, he asked Su Ci, "Then you come here as a breeder, don't you feel scared? Were you tricked by those adults in the base?"
Although he should be the second to last in terms of age, No. 7 not only speaks fluently but also has clear logic.
And for some reason, he seemed unexpectedly friendly to Su Ci.
Looking at the little boy's clever little eyes, Su Ci felt a little interested in talking to him. He ate potato chips and said slowly, "Why do you think so?"
Number Seven frowned, "Did you know the situation here before you came?"
Su Ci thought about it and shook his head.
"If you knew, would you still come?" Number 7 had an expression that said, "You definitely won't come."
However, this time, Su Ci nodded without any hesitation.
Number Seven, who had been full of confidence, couldn't help but choke. He looked at Su Ci, his brows wrinkled into a small knot. The little boy leaned forward, lowered his voice slightly, and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"
This was the second time Su Ci heard this question.
The last time he faced Yan Ping's question, he showed a fearful expression, which still aroused suspicion. Now he was more cautious. He lowered his voice like the little boy, leaned closer to him and asked, "What are you afraid of?"
Number Seven was speechless and looked at him as if he were an idiot.
"If you work as a breeder here, you'll get beaten up badly!" The little boy pointed to his neck. "See? Just like me."
The marks on the little boy's neck were blue and purple, and they looked shocking on his fair and tender skin.
Of course, 4586 has already taken care of it, it just looks a little scary. The bruise will probably disappear by tomorrow after one night.
However, Su Ci hesitated for a moment, then took out the medical spray from the space button, gently placed it on the little boy's desk, and asked him, "Do you know how to use it?"
Perhaps he hadn't followed his train of thought, and Number Seven was stuck again. He looked at the bottle of medical spray, then at the breeder, and said hesitantly, "Should... maybe?"
"Then try it." Su Ci pushed the spray in front of him, "It will feel better after spraying it."
Number Seven reached out and picked up the bottle of medical spray. His hands were small, and he couldn't hold the bottle with both hands, but he was very strong and his movements were not clumsy.
Recalling the usual actions of the nanny robot, No. 7 aimed the spray outlet at his neck and pressed the bottle mouth hard.
"Squeak—"
The cooling and analgesic spray fell on his neck, causing No. 7 to squint his eyes. The dull pain in his throat suddenly disappeared.
He couldn't help but spray it twice more, then carefully put the spray back in its place and said very politely, "Thank you, this is very useful!"
Along with these words of thanks, the little boy with short silver-white hair curved his eyes at Su Ci and smiled faintly, like a snow-white fawn slowly walking out of the woods, with a graceful posture and indescribably cute.
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