Chapter 10
Li Jue depended on his father until he was three years old.
In his little world, his father is his only relative, the one he loves the most and who loves him the most.
After his father disappeared, the child was too young to carry a small backpack and set out to look for his father, so he had to carefully search and identify everyone he met.
This one with dark hair looks a bit like Dad;
That one has very fair skin and looks like dad;
This one, the background is so similar!
Um, um, even the voice is the same, it must be dad, right?
Unfortunately, they are neither.
After entering the infinite space, Xiao Lijue is no longer a human being, and accordingly, the father he is looking for is no longer limited to bipeds.
In order to adapt to the work of the system, the little cub, whose memories of the previous life have faded and become confused, has almost forgotten what his father looks like and can only rely on "feeling" and "cognition".
The previous one has not yet matched the signal frequency;
The latter one is very simple: Dad, that is the one who looks very similar to Zaizai.
There is a mirror in Lingxi's room, and the kitten has looked at himself carefully.
From a distance, it looks as light as a little white cat, but when you get closer, you can see the bright gold hidden in its fur.
Not only is the fur on its body golden, but its eyes are also golden, like the flowing light of jade.
Zizi has a very clear understanding of himself: he is a golden little kitten!
So, dad is also golden, right?
As for whether the father should be the same species as himself, it is not within the cub's consideration.
The childish question choked Finks.
But it didn't think much about it. Regardless of the race, it is common for cubs to have confused thinking and cognitive disorder.
When the dragon clan still had their own cubs, there were often examples of little dragons thinking they were birds and catching insects to eat, and then being scared by the wriggling insects and running back to hide in the dragon eggs.
"You're not my cub," it denied coldly, not caring about the cub's dejected disappointment. "But you're very interesting. I've decided not to eat you for now."
Finks and Lin Wang did the same thing, lowering their heads and gently biting the back of the little guy's painless neck, then picked it up.
Oh—fluffy.
It's an extraordinary touch.
Even a newly hatched baby dragon has hard skin before it grows dragon scales.
It's not soft, nor is it covered with beautiful long hair like this little one.
(What the hell was this thing, anyway? It was certain it had never seen anything like it.)
Not long ago, when Lin Wang was carrying the kitten back to the nest, he took off directly without giving Li Jue any buffer time. The strong wind blew the kitten unconscious to its destination.
This time was different. Li Jue could clearly sense every move of Finks and naturally could not just obey him.
The kitten twisted its body hard in the dragon's mouth: "Meow! Meow! Meow!"
Finks had to be careful not to close his teeth, lest he accidentally swallow the little fur ball (which was very likely to happen), which would not be very pleasant.
Of course, it couldn't speak a word, so it used its mental strength to say, "Don't move."
It had used its mental power to suppress players and NPCs, including its own disobedient kin, and was well aware of how powerful its mental power was. Its rage could directly stun an entire town.
Even if it is just such a simple communication, it can scare the other person to the point of being unable to move.
But.
After a few seconds of silence, the kitten meowed again in surprise, "You're talking in my head, meow!"
Finks frowned: "...Don't you feel uncomfortable?"
"Uncomfortable?" The cub was puzzled. "It's not uncomfortable."
The kitten hanging in the air swung its tail unhappily: "Kitty wants to come down. Want to come down..."
Finks didn't move, still wondering if this little thing's mental defense was as fierce as its physical defense.
Li Jue saw that verbal communication was ineffective, so he switched to another method.
"Please put the cub down, okay~"
From the perspective of the little cub, this is a common way to act cute towards adults, and it always works.
It doesn't seem to make much difference whether you say it out loud or think it in your head.
For Finks, it was so rare that the dragon froze completely.
It had never encountered another race that could communicate with telepathy.
Even though they are all dragons, the mental strength of Lin Wang, Lida and others is far weaker than his. They can receive but cannot send smoothly.
Finks had heard that some bosses in other sub-worlds had mental powers that were no less than his own, but for various safety reasons, they did not contact each other, let alone meet each other.
It had an absurd idea: Could this little thing be a colleague?
This speculation was quickly strangled.
How does a little thing become a boss? Does it rely on meowing and humming to make others die of cuteness?
Finks almost laughed at his own silly thoughts.
At the same time, it suddenly realized another thing.
Before the cub broke into the confinement room, its violent state had eased somewhat, but it had not completely returned to normal levels, which is why it needed to continue waiting for the green light to pass.
Usually in this situation, if a stranger or unauthorized person suddenly appears, its temper will double, and it will switch from *Warning, Unfriendly* mode to *Warning, Super Invincible Bad Guy* mode.
There was once a human player who was captured on a starship and lost his life by accident.
Not only his life, but also half the boat's engine.
From then on, all crew members were on final alert for when the boss entered autism.
But today is different.
Not only has it not lost its mind so far, but it has also communicated with this little thing quite calmly.
Even the strange things the cubs said and the strange requests they made did not annoy him.
From the moment the golden cub entered the space, Fink felt a long-lost peace—yes, peace.
After the disappearance of the autonomous god and the infinite space entered the era of "great chaos", it, like many bosses and NPCs, was irritable all day long and could explode at the slightest spark. It had no chance of being "peaceful" any longer.
The cubs are like a bowl of ice in the hot summer or a warm branch in the cold winter, which can dispel all the suffering and unhappiness.
What is contrary to the world around us is also what is most needed.
Finks thought, it really is an interesting little thing.
It decided to be generous and not care about the little guy disturbing its retreat, and take it back to study (play with) it carefully.
The golden dragon spat out the golden shaded kitten.
Li Jue was using different ways of acting cute to ask the super villain to put him down, and his tail was anxiously drawing circles in the air.
The agreement came so quickly that the little cub was completely unprepared and landed vertically from a height of dozens of meters after the giant dragon took off.
In the whistling sound of the descending wind, the cub could hear nothing and see nothing.
The rapid feeling of weightlessness did not make him feel nauseous or uncomfortable. Instead, it made him feel lighter and lighter, as if he was about to turn into a cloud.
Then, the fluffy little cloud shining with golden light fell into the arms of the two-legged beast.
...Huh?
The kitten landed smoothly and felt dizzy. After blinking, it finally saw the person holding it.
Long golden brown hair, red-gold eyes, cold and tough facial lines, and the bulging muscles on his arms are bigger than a kitten's head.
So handsome, they look exactly like the Greek gods in the picture books my dad bought me!
If Li Jue were a child now, he would have cried out "Wow" with starry eyes;
But Li Jue is a kitten now, so the kitten's pupils have become extra round due to excitement.
The cub asked piously, "Excuse me, are you the Lord God?"
Fenske was stunned for a moment, then raised his lips in an ambiguous manner: "I dare not overstep my bounds."
Perhaps the residents of each sub-world have their own monsters to worship, but for the bosses, the only existence that can bear the weight of "God" in their mouths is "that person".
A strand of the man's golden hair fell on his chest, rising and falling with his breathing.
The kitten couldn't stand seeing this long, swaying thing.
The kitten raised its paw and couldn't help scratching.
Finks lowered his head because of a slight stinging sensation and saw that the exposed skin on his chest had already been left with several faint red marks by the cat's claws.
Then he remembered that he seemed to have no clothes on.
...It's not appropriate to do this in front of the children.
In theory, dragons are indeed a race that cherishes their young, but the extreme scarcity of offspring means that most dragons do not have the opportunity to "care" for them.
Especially since most of the dragons on this starship are of the younger generation. Many of them, or almost all of them, have never had close contact with cubs except for catching a glimpse of one or two when they came to the planet where humans gathered and destroyed the world.
Li Jue was the first one.
So small, so soft, so sweet.
It seems to come from another world full of cotton candy and colorful bubbles.
Is this the cub?
Are all cubs this adorable?
Like Lin Wang, Lida and others, Finks had no internship opportunities and directly stepped into the role of temporary parent, and inexplicably developed a sense of responsibility.
For example, you can't be naked in front of the cubs.
The man held the kitten's head down so that it would face him and not look around.
Then look around yourself.
When he entered the confinement room in person, he was of course wearing clothes.
But it had already been destroyed into pieces.
There were only broken bricks and tiles in the confinement room, and it didn't look like there was anything that could cover the body.
Because of the sudden alarm, Lin Wang had already evacuated everyone on the same floor. Fenske released his mental power to sense and found that the outside was indeed empty.
If I just walk out like this, it shouldn't damage the tyrant's dignity...right?
He carried the kitten out of the dilapidated confinement room.
A real man never looks back at ruins, especially those he created himself.
Finks easily found what he needed in the corridor: curtains fluttering in the circulating air.
He tore off one of the pieces and wrapped it up hastily.
The human form of the golden dragon is a tall Caucasian man, and the curtain is made of wine-red velvet, which highlights his distinct texture, lines, and edges, making him look like a sculpture of an ancient Greek god.
I have to say, as long as you have a pretty face and a good figure, even if you wear rags, it will still look like a haute couture show.
Finks looked at his reflection in the glass, and didn't think there was anything wrong, so he just swaggered away with his baby in his arms.
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