Chapter 283 Chapter 283 I want to hug, I want to touch, I want...
Daryl had only heard of such a situation.
If the stimulation is too great, it may cause some psychological problems, but in fact the person himself has no physical problems.
But it is still an isolated case, and I only hear about it occasionally.
After all, in this era, such defects are not well known to people, and because of the pressure of the living environment, even though we are in a civilized society now, those humans who call themselves gentlemen and aristocrats are still the law of the jungle.
It only takes a single spell of third-level magic to drive them completely crazy and expose their true nature.
And fundamentally speaking.
If someone has been tortured to this extent, there is a high probability that he will not survive, so there are very few cases.
Daryl wasn't sure how to handle this.
Maybe it will heal on its own after a while? Or should we help the little guy overcome the things that have been causing him trouble?
I don’t understand. I don’t know.
Even a nearly omnipotent God cannot grasp the human heart.
Otherwise, the War of Believers hundreds of years ago would not have begun.
It seems like a troublesome thing.
But no matter what, we must first figure out what happened.
This is always true.
Daryl looked up at the little cub over there.
The cub had fallen asleep curled up in the soft cushions.
He was sleeping soundly and benevolently, his little face was pink and tender, and his little belly was bulging from eating so much.
Raising a child is indeed not an easy thing.
Daryl, who had already deeply felt the difficulty of raising a cub just by taking care of Milo, was casually thinking about what to stuff into the ocean mirror.
Cub's stuff—
Usually it's hair, blood or something like that.
Since the little guy was around, he had as many of these things as he wanted, but Daryl turned his head and looked at the cub's pink hair.
The soft pink hair was swaying in the water, forming a piece around the little cub, like the most beautiful little coral in the dark deep sea. The white face and pink eyelashes were trembling slightly, and it was breathing cutely, and occasionally a bubble would come out of its mouth.
Daryl slowly looked away.
He thought about it and found that no matter whether he was taking blood from the little guy or pulling the little guy's hair, he had a very subtle feeling of reluctance.
This emotion is really amazing.
It's really hard to imagine that a god could have such emotions.
Maybe this is because he is only half a main god?
Daryl sneered and casually swung his jet-black shark tail.
He found the pearl that the cub had thrust into his hands.
It was only a short time since he met this little guy, but he already had a stock of these beautiful pearls in his space magic storage.
Although Pearl is very pretty, it also indirectly shows that this little guy can really cry.
Daryl dropped the pearl into the silver mirror.
The ocean mirror began to surge, and the mirror surface fluctuated and distorted like waves.
It began to appear vaguely, but it was very blurry.
It's like there's a thick layer of mist preventing others from peeping in.
Is it blocked by the laws of the world?
Daryl's eyes flickered with confusion.
"The power of the deepest sea—"
He whispered it again.
"Charge into that strange blockade, break everything, and reveal the truth of the matter to me."
The magic circle suddenly lit up, and the power sweeping in from all over the deep sea abyss almost formed a small underwater storm, rushing into the ocean mirror.
Generally speaking, if the laws of the world do not allow prying, then this person is closely related to the development of the laws of the world, and it is impossible for others to see his past and future predictions.
But the twelve main gods are different.
The twelve main gods themselves represent the direction of the entire world.
Using force to break through the shackles of the world's laws is actually a means.
Looking at the layer of mist, Daryl became even more certain that this little guy must be related to the guy in the sky.
Otherwise, the laws of the world would not be so harsh.
You don't want him to see it, right?
He just didn't believe it and insisted on seeing it!
What traitor?
The calm world consciousness watched all this happen quietly.
It seemed to sigh a little, with a calm mood like a gentleman.
What we are saying is, is there a possibility that you cannot detect it simply because this little guy does not exist in this world?
So the ocean mirror of this world has such limitations that it cannot detect the development and changes of other worlds?
This little thing is really a little trouble.
The world consciousness looked at the little guy sleeping curled up on the mat, still making judgments.
The power of the abyss over there rushed towards the ocean mirror, stretching it to death.
Ocean Mirror: No, buddy, let's be more or less the same. Isn't that a bit unreasonable?!
I just want to see the marine life that lives here, where did you get this from? Don't give me a question that has no answer and force me to solve it!!!
I am impressed by the ocean mirror.
Think about it again.
The world consciousness of this world actually doesn't know much about the little guy's past. It just knows that the little guy was abused badly, so the lamb took him everywhere to find a suitable world.
It just happened to be the successor.
A few years of a cub's life is long enough for it. It does not want to focus its energy on this. It hopes to promote the prosperity and development of the world and cut off the last hidden danger.
But even if it can't be cut off, it doesn't matter. The two sides have reached a delicate balance, and the god of light it chose, Avid, is not the kind of paranoid god who goes to extremes.
The world consciousness is not worried about this.
But at this moment, Daryl's attention to the cub was clearly increasing.
The ocean mirror is almost broken into pieces.
All right--
The world consciousness looked again at the little cub who had turned over obediently.
It also has to admit that this little guy is quite cute and likable.
There would be no harm in making his life better and making the negative forces in this world more balanced.
So, the world consciousness held down the ocean mirror that was about to go out of control, and lightly put the cub's past into the ocean mirror. It did not pay attention to other places for the time being, but instead followed Daryl with great interest to look at the information in the ocean mirror.
The layer of mist on the ocean mirror was finally broken.
Daryl chuckled.
Look into the mirror.
He thought he would see the hypocritical faces of those guys from the Cloud Kingdom.
I didn't expect it to be completely different from what I imagined.
The involvement of world consciousness made Daryl's emotions involuntarily completely controlled by everything in the water mirror, and he was deeply immersed in it, as if he was watching from the sidelines at the time.
The world consciousness was a completely temporary addition, and it also brought a small stool and came over to care about the cubs it had adopted.
What they saw was an egg lying at the bottom of a pool in an abandoned room.
The round eggshells with pink patterns were soaked in the somewhat turbid water. No one was looking after them. They seemed to be abandoned and had been taken away by someone.
Only this worthless mermaid egg is left, lying here quietly.
Daryl's brow furrowed involuntarily.
This should be on land, right?
He had never seen this building before.
Daryl finally realized that something was wrong.
But regardless of these backgrounds, how could mermaids hatch on the shore?
And it was placed in such turbid water.
Aren’t you afraid that the newborn cubs will get sick?
You know, strong marine creatures like mermaids are very weak when they are young and need the protection of their parents.
They are also quite fragile and can easily become sick or disabled if not careful.
During the mermaid egg period, one must be especially careful of predators and enemies.
In most cases, good care is required.
But what is going on now?
Even though Daryl had never raised a mermaid cub and didn't know much about the situation of mermaid cubs, just by looking at the situation in the ocean mirror, he moved his mermaid tail anxiously and began to feel irritated.
Are you sick?
He had to coax the kid, and just throw him into the dirty pool?
Daryl wouldn't even admit that the small pool was a simulated ocean environment.
The world consciousness also fell silent for a moment.
The picture froze for a moment, and it took a special look at the situation of the mermaid on its side.
Although they are both mermaids, Milo is actually not the same kind as the mermaids in its world. In comparison, Milo is less aggressive, and his most outstanding feature should be his voice.
Unlike the sharp claws and fierce tails of the mermaids in this world, Milo's voice is also his weapon.
But apparently, such a weapon was lost for some reason.
The world consciousness finally felt a hint of absurdity.
How unstable is that world? Is it about to be destroyed?
The environment is like this, and the attitude towards the cubs is like this?
With the control of world consciousness, Daryl doesn't need to control it himself, and the picture progresses quickly.
Start by playing only valid information.
In that dilapidated room.
An old woman in patched clothes walked in. She seemed to be here to look for some resources, but she noticed the mermaid eggs in the corner.
"Mermaid eggs...? What a sin! Even though people are abandoning these mermaids now, they can't be left in places like these—they won't survive, right?"
She stepped forward, stretched out her dry hand, reached into the water, and gently touched the mermaid egg.
And the next moment, the quiet little mermaid egg seemed to be encouraged. It shook vigorously and a small hand knocked hard on the eggshell. After a while, a small hole was made. Light blue pupils looked through the hole. Then the little hands pried it open, and soon, a pink little mermaid crawled out of the mermaid egg, looking at her curiously and ignorantly.
"He's still alive?"
The old woman was stunned, but she had never seen such a beautiful little fish, so she reached out and held the really small little guy in her palm.
"But the orphanage already has too many children to adopt out - you won't have enough to eat even if you follow me, kid."
Speaking of this, she felt a little sad again.
“Ah…ah…ah…”
Of course the little mermaid didn't understand what she was saying. She just kept narrowing her beautiful light blue eyes and babbling.
That voice—
It was the first time that Daryl and the world consciousness heard the little cub's voice.
It is tender and soft, with an ethereal and long-lasting feeling, like the sound of nature, and almost instantly makes people feel a hint of jumping magical power.
Daryl moved his arms uncomfortably, then turned his head to look at the little guy over there.
Is that the sound?
but--
"Sure enough, he was able to make a sound at the beginning."
The old woman was also startled, but after a moment she smiled with relief.
"With such conditions, it's easy to adopt her. Let's go and follow grandma."
The old woman held the little guy in her arms, turned around and staggered away. In her other hand, she was dragging a large bag filled with the tattered things she had picked up.
The back view is very sad, but the well-behaved mermaid baby is still innocent and cute.
So what happened next?
Not to mention Daryl, the world consciousness also quickly urged the information it read about the little cub, along with the supplement of the surrounding environment.
It was also at this time that Daryl confirmed that the place where the little mermaid originally lived did not seem to be the magical continent.
It is a world where magic is not used and pollution is rampant. In that world, people die painfully every day because the pollution accumulated in their bodies has reached its limit.
The little mermaid lived in the orphanage for half a year when she was very young. The orphanage was completely unable to make ends meet, and adoption could no longer solve the problem. Many children with special talents in the orphanage had traded their talents, left the orphanage, and subsidized this place.
It was at this time that the little mermaid met foster parents who had no children and wanted to adopt a child to make their home more lively and worry-free in order to get the company's employee benefits of child subsidies.
There are not many families willing to adopt mermaids these days. After all, raising a mermaid cub for a young age usually requires it to live in well-mixed seawater, which is much more troublesome than raising an ordinary cub.
But little Milo was well-behaved, and seemed to know that there was no food to eat at home, so he quietly blinked his big light blue eyes and looked at the other person.
He was still very ignorant and knew nothing, but he could feel the kindness of the dean's mother-in-law towards him.
And little Milo is very good at singing. Although he has not taken any courses, the tunes he hums can easily make people fall in love with them.
Soon, Milo's adoptive parents adopted him home after hearing his voice.
This is not a good place to go, and the director's mother-in-law also shed tears, but you can always have enough to eat.
Little Milo said goodbye to the orphanage, lying in a small water tank, and was registered by his adoptive parents and taken home.
So far, it seems that although it has a miserable life and often does not have enough to eat, the ignorant look of the little cub does not seem to have any psychological trauma.
Daryl frowned and continued looking back.
The scene quickly passed by.
At first, the little guy lived a very peaceful life. After all, he was the only cub in the family at that moment.
But by then something was wrong.
Daryl frowned as he watched the couple gather around Milo and ask him to sing for two hours every day. They would record the sounds in containers that seemed to store sound and sell them.
Daryl always felt very uncomfortable.
The couple could see the hypocrisy in them, the kind of people who only acted for their own interests, but Daryl always felt that he had overlooked something, but he couldn't remember it at the moment.
Until the cub's voice became hoarse, the cub, who had no idea what was happening, covered his throat in panic. His usually well-behaved and quiet face was now full of panic.
No one really taught him, and he didn't understand why his voice suddenly became like this and it was so uncomfortable.
"Dad, Mom, Milo's voice—"
The little guy still called mom and dad at that time.
The little voice sounded aggrieved and hoarse, and tears quickly gathered in her eyes and fell.
The moment they fell, the tears turned into pearls in the ecstatic gaze of their adoptive parents.
Milo.
His name is Milo.
Daryl finally realized what he had missed -
To him, Milo is a little crybaby who cries at the slightest provocation.
As for the experiences before the age of one or two that quickly passed by, Milo almost never cried even when he was in a bad mood. It was only at this moment that he discovered that tears could turn into pearls.
He has always been well-behaved, sensible and quiet. He was led by adults and did whatever they asked him to do without any willfulness.
And now——
"Pearl, it's Pearl!"
"We adopted a little mermaid who can cry out pearls. These pearls are of very good quality and should fetch a higher price than ordinary pearls."
"But pearls are worthless now."
"Those are just a few pearls that are worthless. If you have a large quantity of pearls, you can still make a lot of money."
Greedy eyes looked at the helpless cub.
Milo was still frightened by the sound of his own voice.
At this moment, I pinched the edge of the fish tank.
He was still a child at that time and lived in a small fish tank when he was brought back from the orphanage.
At this moment, the container was almost full of space for him, and his little tails were squeezed together.
"Milo, our family is in such a difficult situation. You're a good child. You know you should share more of the burden, right?"
Milo nodded in confusion, his pitiful blue eyes full of grievance.
"Yes, don't stop. You need to keep crying so that we can live a better life. Does Milo want a new little basin?"
Having said that, Milo leaned forward with some effort and said in a soft and sweet voice, "I want it."
It was too crowded here and the little fish felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to say it.
"Cry out more pearls."
The adoptive father smiled.
"Then Daddy will be able to change you to a bigger basin."
Daryl couldn't help but curse when he saw this.
"Are you sick? If you can't keep it, don't keep it."
In this kind of environment, he worked hard to catch fish for the cubs, find toys, and find a comfortable mat.
How dare these two people?
Daryl originally had the mentality of trying to watch the fun, probably just wanting to find the root of the problem, it would be best if he could solve it.
But at this moment, Daryl only felt anger surging up, and his already unstable demigod power was a little out of control, causing the image in the ocean mirror to begin to fluctuate.
And the picture continues.
"Really?"
Milo looked at his adoptive parents, his voice still hoarse, and at this moment there were no visible scars or remaining hidden injuries on his body.
"But, Milo, I can't cry, I want to cry—"
His speech was incoherent and unclear because he was too young.
Milo is not a crybaby mermaid.
"That's easy."
The foster mother reached out and pinched the little mermaid's arm hard.
Her fair skin instantly turned red.
Milo whimpered in pain, tears instantly rolling down his cheeks.
"Milo, you can't pull your hand back, okay?"
One of the adoptive parents was picking up pearls, while the other was pinching his arm fiercely.
The little mermaid's tail, which was already unable to move freely, swung back and forth in the small water tank. She was afraid and kept trying to retreat, but because she was confined in the water tank, she was like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of anyone.
"No, Milo, it hurts, don't do this - wuwu, don't do this, Milo, it hurts..."
Daryl could hardly bear to watch.
The world consciousness was also silent for a long time.
Until the adoptive parents got enough pearls.
Leave satisfied.
Milo in the small water tank was pinched all over his body, bruises and purples. He huddled at the bottom of the tank in fear, his little body trembling constantly.
Blood was already seeping out from the places where she had pinched hardest - that was where the nails had broken it.
The wound became more painful when soaked in sea water.
The little mermaid had never suffered such hardship before; it was worse than being hungry.
The little pink tail swayed back and forth, and the pearls soon covered the entire bottom of the tank.
Daryl almost instinctively wanted to reach out and take the little guy out of the ocean mirror.
But his hands could only touch the cold mirror.
The feeling spreading from the bottom of my heart seemed to be unspeakable anger and sadness.
He could hardly control himself.
I originally wanted to find some clues, but now he saw it and was furious.
The cub not far away slowly turned over, and its little tail seemed to curl up instinctively - he was already used to curling up in a cramped corner.
But he turned over again and felt the softness under him, and seemed to realize that this was not the cramped little space before.
The little pink tail wiggled a little, like a shrimp, and stretched out a little tentatively.
Now he felt some security, but not much.
Daryl glanced at the cub and tried to control his emotions for a moment.
But when he looked into the ocean mirror again, he could no longer control himself.
The little cub, quietly sinking to the bottom of the tank, tried to curl itself up into a small ball.
The severe pain seemed to ease at this moment. He hugged his shoulders obediently and comforted himself in a very sad way.
"It's okay - Milo, don't cry. Just this time, Milo will soon have a new little tank and will be much more comfortable soon - Milo, don't cry, it's okay, it's okay, Milo is okay! Don't let the director worry - Milo is okay -"
The little cub murmured softly, and the soft and pleasant voice made people's ears numb and their hearts melt unconsciously, but the content of the words made people anxious and uneasy.
In the end, the cub seemed to have failed to coax himself. The little guy looked in the direction of the door, and it was pitch black all around. Finally, he hung his head and became speechless. After a long time, he let out another very light sob.
"Milo is in so much pain, wuwuwu, Milo feels so much pain - Director Granny, Milo was adopted, it's so uncomfortable - Milo is in pain, I want to be hugged - wuwuwuwu, Milo wants to be hugged, wants to have his head patted, wants to hear others say that Milo is the most beautiful little mermaid -"
Many people say Milo is the most beautiful little fish, and that he'll definitely feel loved after being adopted. But what does it really feel like to be loved? Is that true?
It is said that being loved is happiness.
But Milo couldn't feel it.
The little mermaid huddled even more timidly, hugging herself who was covered in wounds. The anxiety hidden under her well-behaved appearance broke out completely. He was a burden and an encumbrance in the orphanage. The director's greatest hope was that they could be adopted, so that at least they could fill their stomachs. But now, he could not feel happy. The shadow of being abandoned at any time hung over the little cub's head, and he whimpered softly.
"Milo feels so bad—"
The picture could no longer be maintained and exploded with a bang.
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