Chapter 53
Su Ci took some time to teach A Yan the formation, and by the time he left room 303, it was already past nine thirty in the morning.
It was only half an hour, but unexpectedly, the cubs in the activity room almost got into trouble again.
Su Ci looked towards the toy section, his eyes slightly solemn as he looked at Number Seven who was being held in the arms of the little wolf cub.
The little white deer didn't notice his arrival.
As a child with an active mind and good at thinking, the little white deer's mood swings have actually not been very big, so relatively speaking, he is less affected by pollutants.
For this reason, the frequency with which he falls into a frenzy state due to his inability to control the power of his bloodline has always been lower than that of other cubs.
However, this does not mean that the little white deer is weaker than other cubs.
In fact, the impact he caused when he went berserk was no less than that of any other cub in the nursery—
Unlike the Red Flame Tiger that can control fire, the Silver Elk can control the power of ice and snow. No. 7 was already able to use this power before he was sent to Prison Star.
Although this is not a power that he can control subjectively, the damage it causes to the people around him, especially ordinary cubs, is extremely fatal.
Not to mention the fragile cubs, even adults would find it difficult to resist the erosion of ice and snow without any protective measures.
Therefore, after its first bloodline awakening almost caused the death of other cubs in the welfare home, the little white deer, which looked cute and friendly, was eventually sent to Prison Star to be raised with a group of cubs with the bloodline of top-level ferocious beasts.
Now, the power of ice and snow in the little white deer's body erupted again, and he could no longer suppress it by himself.
Although he did not continue to stab No. 8 with the ice cone, his body temperature was still dropping. If the little wolf cub did not let go, he would be eroded by the power of ice and snow and would most likely be frozen into an ice sculpture.
And Su Ci also saw this.
Number Two actually also noticed something was wrong.
As the controller of fire, he was very sensitive to temperature. He could feel the room temperature dropping, but this drop did not come from outside the activity room.
From his perspective, he can also see more clearly the changes in the image of the little white deer.
Is Number Seven going berserk? But it doesn't look like it.
Number Two stood up alertly and observed Number Seven's situation.
Number Three in the corner had already stood up. When he heard Number Eight's greeting, his brows furrowed slightly, but he still raised his foot and walked out of the corner.
Even Number 6, who was having fun, cast his attention over here.
Only the silly little wolf cub started to shiver from the cold, but he still held the little white deer tightly and refused to let go, not knowing that the source of the cold was the child in his arms.
“How could it be…”
"Sudden……"
"It's so cold...ah..."
Number Eight's words were incoherent and he couldn't pay attention to anyone else. He felt like he was almost freezing, and the rapid loss of body temperature made his consciousness become a little blurred.
Why hasn't the nanny robot come yet?
The little wolf cub opened his mouth to call for help, but the sound he made was extremely hoarse and weak.
It's not that he didn't feel that the little white deer was as cold as an ice cube, but that's why he couldn't let go of this little thing.
He could feel that the little white deer still had a heartbeat. If he let go of it and left it alone, without its body temperature, would it soon freeze to death?
The little wolf cub actually had no great idea of sacrificing himself. He just thought that if he could hold on for a while longer, maybe rescue would arrive soon?
The big sister from the action team always comes very quickly!
However, when he found that he couldn't even make a sound, he finally realized the danger, but at this time he was unable to move.
What should I do...
Aren’t they going to freeze to death together?
Just when the little wolf cub was feeling desperate, a pair of familiar leather shoes appeared before his eyes.
Is that the keeper coming?
Number Eight wanted to look up, but found that his neck was frozen and he couldn't lift his head at all. He was a little anxious.
At this moment, he felt a palm gently falling on the top of his head.
So warm...
The warm feeling came from the palm, and No. 8, whose body was already frozen, couldn't help but close his eyes comfortably.
But soon, his eyes opened again.
He saw the breeder pulling away his hand that was holding Number Seven, and subconsciously resisted. However, when he realized that the person in front of him was the breeder, he felt an inexplicable trust in his heart.
The young boy obediently let go of Number Seven and was picked up by Su Ci.
He barely opened his eyes, and after confirming that the person holding him was indeed the breeder, the young boy finally closed his eyes with peace of mind and allowed himself to fall into a coma.
Compared to the little white deer with frenzied blood, No. 8's situation is actually even worse.
Although the ice cone in Number Seven's hand did not pierce out, the power of ice and snow had already passed through the bodies of the two people who were tightly hugging each other and invaded the defenseless little wolf cub.
The power of ice and snow was running rampant in his body. If it wasn't resolved, the little wolf cub might be in danger of his life.
Although Su Ci's soul power could dissolve this ice and snow power, he did not do so immediately.
He had a better way than this.
Su Ci picked up Number Eight but didn't look at the little white deer.
The little white deer didn't move either. His originally healthy, slightly pink skin had completely lost its color, and the little antlers on his forehead had grown at least one centimeter longer.
He squatted there, staring at the breeder and No. 8 with his eyes that had turned completely dark blue.
Number Eight was held by the breeder, with his big, fluffy and beautiful tail hanging down softly, swaying in the air as the breeder walked.
The little wolf cub, who had always been the most energetic, now became extremely weak and was dying.
The little white deer looked at this scene quietly, and its light eyelashes, which looked like they were covered with frost and snow, blinked slightly.
Number Two, who was gradually approaching, couldn't help but stop.
He looked at the silver-haired little boy squatting there without any reaction, then looked at the breeder who was walking over with No. 8 in his arms, and for a moment he didn't know how to react.
He wasn't even sure if Number Seven had really gone berserk.
Because, compared to the other cubs - even himself, the noise he made when he went berserk could not be so small.
But when he really thinks about it, No. 2 really can't remember what No. 7 looked like when he went berserk.
As he grew older, it was already difficult for him to suppress the power of his own bloodline, and he had no energy left to pay attention to others, let alone the little white deer who came to the nursery later.
but……
In fact, these have nothing to do with him.
Although his mind was still clear after waking up today, he could feel that the burning sensation in his body was obviously stronger than yesterday.
Yesterday it was a very comfortable burning sensation, but now that comfort was gone and it was becoming uncomfortable for him again.
Although this discomfort was much lighter than before and still within his tolerable range, it also clearly reminded No. 2 that he had not completely suppressed his bloodline power. Yesterday's situation was more like an accident.
When the power in his body returns, he will still be defeated, he will still be trapped in a cage, burned by flames, and finally lose his mind.
If this happens a few more times, he will completely transform into a beast and become a red flame tiger completely dominated by animal nature.
Before that, he had to find a way to escape from Base 24. Since he had to escape, everything in the nursery, whether it was Number 4 and Number 8 who had always been hostile to him, or Number 6 and Number 7 who were closer to him, would have little to do with him.
Because he would have to leave this place one day. After he became a monster in the red fog, perhaps they would become real enemies...
However, sometimes, accidents are beyond his control.
The breeder who picked up No. 8 did not leave the activity room, but came straight to him when he reacted.
Number Two looked at the new breeder, saw him standing in front of him, and nodded to him as a gesture.
What?
The tiger tail behind the red-haired boy was bent into a question mark.
He felt that he understood the breeder's expression, but he was not sure if he really understood it, just like the pleading look that No. 8 gave him when No. 7 was crying just now.
But in fact, there was nothing wrong with his understanding.
Seeing that Number Two was slow to reach out his hand, Su Ci simply stretched out his arm and stuffed the unconscious wolf cub into his arms.
The confused red-haired boy was forced to reach out and take the wolf cub that was stuffed into his arms. As the oldest and strongest of the cubs, he easily hugged the wolf cub.
But here’s the thing…
What does this mean? Why give him the number eight?
Then, Number Two heard the seemingly unreliable breeder say to him, "Hold him and keep him warm."
After Su Ci finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the little white deer.
Ah, this...
A bunch of questions popped up in the little tiger's head. What does it mean? Give him warmth?
His ability was indeed the power of red flame, but the question was... what did this breeder take him for? The boy's face darkened.
An unknown anger surged into Number Two's heart, and the burning sensation in his body became more intense again.
Just when Number Two was about to be controlled by the violent emotions and wanted to throw the wolf cub in his arms to the ground, the unconscious boy suddenly took the initiative to hug him.
The little wolf cub was already confused by the cold. Out of instinct to save himself, he subconsciously looked for a source of warmth, and the burning sensation coming from No. 2's body was exactly what he needed.
then……
Not only did Number Two fail to successfully throw the wolf cub to the ground, but he also got his hands and feet wrapped around him and hung on his body.
The red-haired boy was stunned. He had never thought that apart from fighting, he and the little wolf could have such a close moment.
Let go! He subconsciously tried to pull the wolf away.
However, he stopped without realizing it.
Because the power of ice and snow coming from the wolf cub neutralized the burning sensation in No. 2's body very well. The cool feeling calmed No. 2's manic mind again.
But when the wolf cub hanging on him began to rub against him, the red-haired boy still clenched his teeth and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
His eyes revealed a struggle even deeper than the one he was trying to negotiate with the breeder by stroking his tail.
On the one hand, it was really hard for him to accept being so close to Number Eight, but on the other hand, he really needed that cool feeling to help him suppress the blood power that was constantly burning in his body and making him lose his mind.
"Bang—bang—bang—"
The little tiger cub angrily swung its tail like a steel whip, making one hole after another on the metal floor, and each hole was deeper than the last.
Number Six, who was originally playing with the flying car, had already given up on the toy and came to his side at some point.
He stared at No. 2 with his bright eyes. Not only did he not go forward to help, but he also rolled his eyes and looked like he was watching a show. In the end, the little monkey actually clapped his hands and laughed.
If looks could kill, the little monkey would have died several times under Number Two's glare.
Unfortunately, the little monkey had no idea how to restrain himself. He fell to the ground holding his stomach and laughing as if he would die at any moment.
"Number Six, shut up!"
Number Two was completely enraged, and swung his tiger tail directly over.
Unfortunately, although the little monkey fell to the ground laughing, he was very agile. When the tiger's tail swung over, he rolled over flexibly and dodged it, and even made a face at No. 2.
What surprised the little monkey was that No. 2 did not run over to chase him, and the anger on his face gradually subsided.
He glanced at the little monkey coldly, then completely ignored it, letting the little wolf coil up and sit down against the corner, then closed his eyes in despair and covered his round ears.
The little monkey scratched his head, his round red eyes full of confusion.
As for Number Two, he had actually just suddenly realized that the reason he couldn't shake Number Eight off wasn't because of Little Wolf's strength, but because of his body...
To be precise, it was the red flame power in his body that instinctively longed for the coolness that this boy would bring him. Under the neutralization of this coolness, the burning sensation that made him uncomfortable was weakening.
He clearly realized that in this process, the violent and violent blood power was becoming tamed.
No. 2 has been fighting against the bloodline power for so long since he was able to sense it. Today is the first time he feels that the red flame is showing signs of being tamed.
After realizing this, No. 2 quickly calmed down.
Now, he needs to take advantage of all conditions to delay his complete transformation into a beast as much as possible.
Although the idea of escaping from the base has not wavered, who would want to turn into a complete beast if they can retain their sanity?
Since we have decided to live in the red fog in the future, what does it matter about the current embarrassment and the compromises made to achieve our goals?
Hadn't he previously returned to the nursery in a rare and obedient manner in order to lower the keeper's vigilance?
Number Two no longer paid attention to the little monkey's laughter, and focused on feeling the process of the blood power in his body being suppressed. However, he didn't close his eyes for long before he felt his hair stand on end and subconsciously opened his eyes.
The reddish-brown tiger eyes turned vigilantly, and then No. 2 turned his head and found that the little guy No. 3 had come to his side quietly at some point.
The black-haired little boy held a metal ball in his hands, his light blue eyes still dull and out of focus.
He just appeared a few steps away from No. 2, quiet and with no expression on his cute little face as usual.
In Number Two's impression, Number Three has always had little presence. Even though they are the cubs who have spent the longest time together in the nursery, he is not even as familiar with Number Three as he is with Number Eight.
He looked at the little boy who had approached him at some point, and his brows couldn't help but furrowed.
What is this little guy going to do?
Are you ready to laugh at him like No. 6?
However, under the somewhat fierce gaze of the red-haired boy, the little boy seemed not to notice. He took one step at a time, his steps hesitant and slow, but he was indeed approaching him.
Number Two didn't move, but his reddish-brown tiger eyes stared at him with the majesty of a ferocious beast.
The child looked very harmless, like a small animal tentatively approaching a tiger. It was so weak, but for some reason, it still suppressed its fear and chose to approach.
In fact, the beast form of No. 3 is indeed very petite.
Memories from long ago emerged in Number Two's mind.
When No. 3 arrived at the nursery on the first day, he saw that the child was only a little over one year old and less than two years old, but he had already completely transformed into a beast.
When he was taken out of the cage by the breeder, he was no bigger than the breeder's palm, and his body was covered with fine, soft hair.
It is a pure black kitten with blue eyes.
The little black cat was taken out of the cage by the breeder by pinching its hind legs. It meowed twice and then became quiet.
Number Two still remembers the kitten's meow, which was so soft and thin, completely different from his majestic tiger roar. He wanted to go over to take a look, but was stopped by the nanny robot.
Later, when No. 3 came out of the room again, he was already in human form.
After all, this was the first child to come to the nursery after him, so the tiger cub, who was not so seriously affected by the power of blood at that time, actually paid attention to No. 3 for a while.
But No. 3 is too quiet, almost completely immersed in his own world, and rarely pays attention to others.
Gradually, Number Two forgot about the child, but he remembered that from that day on, he never saw the child in his completely beastly form again.
At this moment, seeing the little boy approaching him for the first time, the red-haired boy couldn't help but ask, "What are you going to do?"
Unfortunately, the little boy did not answer him. There was no spirit in his blue eyes and he looked dull. After stopping, his little face turned to Number Eight.
At this moment, the little wolf cub was still coiled around No. 2.
The young boy tilted his head, closed his eyes and rested his head on the tiger cub's shoulder. Perhaps because he was almost thrown away several times just now, he did not relax the strength of holding No. 2 at this moment, and his chubby cheeks were squeezed and deformed.
Number Three didn't call out to him, but held out a hand.
His fingers were also small, with pink and tender fingertips. Under the gaze of Number Two, they finally fell on the wolf cub's cheek and poked it gently.
The little wolf cub's chubby cheeks are soft and especially chewy.
When No. 3 poked his finger in and then released it, it bounced a little, and the feeling was pretty good. The warmth had basically returned to normal.
After realizing this, the little boy withdrew his hand, hugged his metal ball tightly again, turned around without saying a word, and ran away at a very fast speed.
He walked so slowly towards me, but when he left, his figure was so fast that it seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye. Number Two couldn't help but wonder if he was dazzled.
When did Number Three become able to run so fast?
He just came running over here just to poke Number Eight in the face? Why? Did Number Eight also make some unspeakable deal with Number Three?
Unfortunately, no one could give him an answer. Number Eight was still sleeping, while Number Three had quickly retreated to the corner, hid himself properly, and then continued to turn his metal ball with a clicking sound.
On the other side, Su Ci returned to the little white deer.
The silver-haired little boy was still squatting there, looking obedient, with crystal-clear and beautiful dark blue eyes, and an ethereal and beautiful look. It was easy to imagine how beautiful and lively he would grow up to be in the future.
At this moment, his innocent look did not reveal that he had fallen into a frenzy.
Of course, if you are within one meter of him, you will feel the constantly overflowing power of ice and snow, and on the metal floor around him, many tiny ice fragments are falling - they are the condensation of moisture in the air.
It can be seen that these ice fragments are not pure white, but have a light red hue. They are pollutant particles contained in the environment, which have gathered together to a level visible to the naked eye.
Su Ci squatted down in front of the child.
Feeling the breath of the spirit of the earth, the expression on the child's face relaxed a little, and his brows were slightly furrowed. This small change made him look a little more aggrieved.
Su Ci reached out and gently touched the top of his head.
"Okay, it's okay now."
A faint light, imperceptible to the naked eye, lit up the palm of his hand. Su Ci's soul power, which had recovered after a night's sleep, was slowly injected into the little white deer's body, sorting out the power of ice and snow that continued to overflow from his blood.
Hearing the young man's familiar voice, the little boy's mouth pursed slightly, and the sound that came out of his mouth was similar to the cry of a deer, which sounded even more aggrieved.
It’s so cold, so cold that it feels like my blood is freezing.
The little white deer cried out in grievance again. It seemed as if someone had hugged him just now. The feeling was warm and soft, just like curling up in a reassuring quilt.
But it was only for a moment, and the man let go of him, the warm feeling left him, and he was alone again...
Lonely, helpless and at a loss.
When the little white deer was once again caught in a whirlpool of emotions, a voice that made him feel very familiar sounded in his ears.
Then, a warm current flowed into his body.
The little white deer couldn't help but close his eyes and approached the man as if grabbing a life-saving straw.
Su Ci lowered his head and looked at the little fawn burrowing into his arms. Finally, he simply sat cross-legged on the ground, letting the cold little white fawn hug him and draw warmth from him.
His palm once again rested on the back of the child's head. While channeling soul power into him, he whispered, "Feel that power, guide it, and control it."
The little white deer heard what he said.
But controlling that power... is so difficult.
"Don't be afraid. That power belongs to you." Su Ci said, as if he had heard his inner voice. "Stay rational. You can do it."
The little white deer is very talented and has enough spirituality. Su Ci believes that there will be no problem with him.
"Don't let that power control you. Right now is the time when you really need to become strong."
Listening to his gentle words and feeling the ever-present warmth in his body, the little white deer put away all his weakness.
As he always did, the little boy tried to strengthen his will to face all the fears and anxieties.
But this time, it was different from the past, because there was someone who had been with him all the time.
As his master began to fight, and as Su Ci continued to inject soul power and guide him to suppress and sort out his bloodline power, the power that even the little white deer himself felt was dangerous actually slowly dissipated and disappeared into his body again.
When the body warmed up again and consciousness returned to normal, the child opened his eyes in surprise.
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