Chapter 481 Chapter 481 The pitiful little mushroom from before...
The little mushroom cub slowly got up, supported himself on the edge of the bed with his little hands, and looked eagerly in Ming Sang's direction.
It was already dark outside, the last bit of light passed through the gaps in the shade of the trees, swaying and falling into the house, rocking gently.
Everything in the house became unclear after dark.
But unlike the previous few days, there was no sound of wild beasts or the roar of nearby machines. Everything seemed very quiet.
In fact, the little mushroom cubs are more lively at night. After all, as a mushroom that likes to grow quietly at night, it is not a very normal mushroom, so it still maintains the same daily routine as ordinary people.
At this moment, the pair of emerald green eyes blinked a few times, and there was a faint fluorescence, which made them a little brighter in the slightly dim environment.
The little guy was leaning on the edge of the bed, looking at Ming Sang over there.
Ming Sang's body was slightly curled up, and he was sleeping with his eyes closed. His black hair was slightly messed up and fell on the bed sheet. His hands were slightly tightened unnaturally. He was sleeping very soundly, but it seemed as if he had a nightmare. His delicate little face was covered with sweat, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
His originally calm brows seemed to slowly twist.
He didn't seem to sleep well.
Do you want me to wake you up?
The little cub was a little hesitant, and pushed his little body up with all his strength, and kicked his short legs behind him before returning to the bed.
The little mushroom cub pushed Ming Sang, who was affected by his poison and was sleeping like a baby.
"elder brother……"
His voice was so soft and small, and in this very quiet moment, he called out softly again.
"elder brother?"
There is no danger here. Ming Sang was affected by the little guy's poison. His eyelids moved, but he didn't wake up.
But after being pushed by the little guy, his brows relaxed a little.
He breathed deeply again and fell into a deep sleep, but he didn't wake up.
The little mushroom baby blinked his eyes, let out a soft "ah", and finally scratched his head.
The culprit, Little Mushroom, looked at Ming Sang and thought: Brother looks very sleepy, okay, let brother have a good rest.
The little guy thought so, not realizing that his poison could have such a great impact on the psychics here.
Because he was thinking about his father, he quickly climbed out of bed again.
Even in the darkness, he could see the road clearly.
Push the door open and walk out.
The food was still kept warm in the living room, and the house was quiet, as if no one else was there.
The little mushroom boy looked around, but he didn't know where the light switch was in the room.
The little guy doesn't know much about these modern things.
He just looked at the untouched food, and then looked at Gu Liuming's room upstairs.
Finally, the tiny cub walked over, picked up some meat and vegetables from the small bowl beside it, held it in its little hands, and walked up with a clatter.
Dad hasn't eaten anything except breakfast.
He wants to bring food to his father!
The little mushroom, worried about his father, was clattering upwards.
At this moment, in Gu Liuming's room.
The door of his room was closed tightly, and the situation regarding his supernatural powers remained grim.
Because he had to raise a cub and deal with a lot of things here, Gu Liuming tried to suppress his supernatural power directly to an extremely stable value, so that he could maintain it for a longer period of time.
He had used his special powers to observe the little guy's situation and confirmed that the little guy was sleeping soundly in bed and had no intention of waking up.
But now, because of his special abilities, he is temporarily unable to distract himself and observe.
But Ming-sang is watching. The entire villa has a security system. Although the villa's smart butler has not been awakened and is still dormant, as long as someone leaves the range and is scanned by the radar, it will automatically issue an alert.
And here, there will be nothing that poses a threat to the little guy.
Gu Liuming was very sure of this.
He just focused on using the power of the inhibitor to suppress his own supernatural powers that were about to erupt.
However, the supernatural power in Gu Liuming's body had been in a very delicate state before. It would not explode, but it was also difficult to suppress.
At this moment, Gu Liuming injected too many inhibitors, disrupting the balance, and tried to suppress it.
This situation is naturally not pleasant.
He closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth, his face was cold and serious, beads of sweat kept appearing on his forehead, but he didn't say a word.
He always came here like this—
In other words, this is how most people who survive in this world come from.
Friends and relatives may betray you, and here, any interest can directly overturn the previous situation. Gu Liuming has also experienced a lot, and he needs to grit his teeth and persevere.
Including this kind of supernatural riot.
It doesn't matter.
Gu Liuming thought that as long as he was patient for a while, it would be over soon.
After all, Gu Liuming has some experience in this area.
But the next moment, he heard a very light knock on the door.
It's like an auditory hallucination.
Gu Liuming failed to react immediately.
He just opened his eyes hesitantly and slowly.
In fact, he is already in the critical period of suppressing his supernatural powers. The overall situation is almost there, and things like losing control will not happen in the short term.
This period was just very uncomfortable.
At this time, Gu Liuming had a splitting headache. The people around him were already in a terrible state due to his violent superpowers. His reaction became a little slow. He hesitated for two seconds before realizing that someone was standing at the door of his room.
"dad?"
In the empty room, a soft voice came in that didn't belong here.
The little guy knocked on the door and spoke very quietly at this time.
"Dad, you didn't eat lunch or this afternoon—"
Gu Liuming hesitated for a while before he realized that it was the little mushroom cub who was sleeping soundly in bed just now knocking on the door.
In just a short while, he's already woken up?
Gu Liuming finally stood up and pressed his solar plexus with a headache.
He walked towards the door.
As I walked, I listened to the little guy continue to chatter - he was still as talkative as ever.
"So Momo brought food to Daddy, this and this, it's amazing, Daddy, they're all still hot, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, are you there, Daddy?"
The little mushroom cub stood at the door of the room, whispering, and then listened to the movement inside. He looked at the door of the room with a little worry, and then looked at the small bowl in his hand.
Dad doesn't know what's going on either?
Because from what Uncle Qin said, Daddy’s condition doesn’t seem to be good—is he sick?
Momo had never noticed it.
What should I do if I get sick?
A trace of confusion flashed across the little guy's eyes——
He really didn't know what to do.
In their world, doctors would not treat them. Occasionally, someone would go to some wizards or find some herbs themselves, but this place was completely different from the little guy's world, so the little cub didn't recognize most of the things here.
Not to mention looking for any herbs.
Besides, the little guy was really too young. When he was sick before - or when he was used as a poison testing tool before, the pain was inflicted and he could only endure it.
Later, even if he really got sick due to catching a cold or something like that, the little mushroom could only endure it - fortunately, he was a poisonous mushroom, not one of those weak, non-toxic mushrooms.
Before the little mushroom cub could figure out what to do next, the door opened.
"Why don't you turn on the lights?"
Having not spoken for the entire day, Gu Liuming's voice was low and hoarse, sounding even more ferocious than before.
The door in front of the little guy was suddenly opened. He was startled and looked up.
Gu Liuming had messy black hair and a pale face, and was looking down at him.
It seemed like something was wrong with the little guy.
Gu Liuming raised his eyebrows.
"What's wrong?"
As Gu Liuming spoke, he casually turned on the light in the corridor.
He didn't let the little guy go in to see the mess in his room.
He just squatted down at the door and looked at the little guy in front of him.
The little guy's hair was messy after sleeping, and several buttons of his pajamas were torn off because he was not sleeping well. At this moment, he was holding a small bowl in his hands and looking up at him eagerly.
"Dad, are you feeling unwell?"
The little guy stepped forward cautiously and handed the still warm food in his hand to Gu Liuming.
"You only had one meal today."
The little cub looked at him eagerly: "I'll be hungry, uncomfortable, and sick."
People with special abilities don't really need such concerns.
One or two meals is not a problem.
However, after meeting the little guy's gaze, Gu Liuming still finished the rice in the bowl in a few mouthfuls.
Then he casually rubbed the little guy's head.
"Did you just wake up? Have you eaten? Daddy will take you downstairs to eat later."
Gu Liuming said.
Then he pinched the little cub's cheek very lightly.
"Why do you look unhappy?"
"dad--"
The little cub was still very stubborn and wanted an answer.
"Are you feeling unwell? Are you ill?"
"—It's not really considered sick."
Gu Liuming thought about these situations of superpowers and realized that it could not be considered an illness. It could only be said to be a price to pay for being powerful.
It's really very uncomfortable.
"Dad is fine, don't worry."
But Gu Liuming was also sensitive enough to notice that the little guy's face looked very bad indeed. He was about to stand up, but the next second, the little guy suddenly stepped forward and hugged him.
His short arms allowed him to hug Gu Liuming's body with his arms spread out, and his little head was buried in Gu Liuming's arms.
Gu Liuming was stunned.
"Momo?"
"If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."
The little mushroom cub spoke sullenly in Gu Liuming's arms, then looked up and looked at Gu Liuming.
"It's important to get treatment early so it doesn't get worse."
The little mushroom cub tried to explain this to its parents.
He seemed very stubborn about this and was looking at Gu Liuming eagerly.
Gu Liuming was not quite sure what the little guy had experienced, but before he could respond, the little guy buried his head in Gu Liuming's arms again and spoke in a muffled voice.
"Because Momo had it before—"
His voice was very soft, but after he opened his mouth, Gu Liuming's already uncomfortable supernatural power broke out even more. At that moment, Gu Liuming frowned slightly, and he seemed to see some pictures flashing before his eyes.
The little mushroom cub had no relatives before, but he had experienced everything personally, whether it was hunger or illness, and the little guy is still scared.
Its fear level is second only to being exposed to the sun.
The images before Gu Liuming were still unclear—until the little one reached out, tentatively and clumsily trying to appease his parents. Then the images seemed to gradually become clearer—were those what the rules wanted him to see? Gu Liuming frowned slightly, but ignored it for the time being.
"Are you scared?"
Gu Liuming gently hugged the little cub and asked.
From the time he was picked up until now, the little guy has not left Gu Liuming's side for so long, although Gu Liuming only picked up the little guy a few days ago.
The originally serious little mushroom pouted when he heard this, because he had never had any relatives before, but now he finally had one, and it was better than he had imagined. The little cub became very dependent on Gu Liuming in a very short time.
He raised his head from Gu Liuming's arms, his soft face was slightly squeezed, and his voice was still muffled.
"Dad, if you feel unwell, you must tell Momo, otherwise Momo will worry."
So sweet and cute, he even gestured with his hand – “There will be so much worry.”
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