Zhou Xun had to go back and carefully watch the system broadcast again to confirm that the chicks he encountered at the village entrance were all chicks.
They might cry if they can't find it, so we'll have to find a way to return it.
Zhou Xun thought to himself as he listened to the system continue broadcasting:
"Congratulations on obtaining the honorary title: 'Prey of the Cub'. As the most beloved cub of the god-level boss, the youngest child in the [family], other NPCs must abide by the rule of respecting the elderly and caring for the young. No NPC may hunt you again."
Zhou Xun frowned.
He knew the cub referred to Qianyuan, but what was this "home"? Was it also a dungeon? Could it be that Qianyuan also had his own dungeon?
Furthermore, Zhou Xun took the opportunity to ask the system, "What if I get eaten by another dungeon boss?"
The system immediately replied: "Impossible, no one... can get past ■@％&*..."
The system's voice seemed to have malfunctioned; the rest of the message was hidden in a harsh electrical noise, and Zhou Xun couldn't hear it at all.
Zhou Xun wasn't completely brainless; he understood that this might be related to the ultimate purpose of this horror game.
Perhaps Qianyuan is currently being manipulated by that most powerful being...
Zhou Xun lowered his head, already preparing to re-enter his brother's instance, the Celia Theater.
As for the cubs, Qianyuan has undergone a significant change since she had that dream.
He was so young that he didn't dare show himself in front of Zhou Xun and the others, and only dared to hide in his father's arms.
Even after returning home, he looked timidly at his father and brother surrounding him, as if he were afraid of becoming an abandoned child.
It was the older brother who spoke first.
"Little one, how did you suddenly grow so tall?"
As her memories gradually return, Qianyuan's body has also transformed into that of an eleven or twelve-year-old.
Qianyuan didn't even have clothes that fit properly, so she could only wear her father's Tang suit loosely. Even though Qianyuan had grown a little taller, she was still so small in her father's and brother's eyes. Her father's clothes looked like bed sheets on the little girl.
He clutched the hem of his shirt, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "I don't know either..."
Having regained some of her memories and become a little temperamental, Qianyuan felt that her previous behavior was too childish. How could she have done that?
And now that he's a bit older, will his father and brother still be willing to take care of him?
Dad looked at Qianyuan with great curiosity, and finally reached out and lifted the little one up.
The kitten, which was originally short, has grown a little longer and is not as round, but its droopy little face is still so cute.
"dad……?"
Qianyuan's two slender legs swung in the air for a moment before her father skillfully pulled her into his arms.
Dad hugged it in both arms, as if he had gotten a new kitten and was testing its feel.
The conclusion is that it's more convenient to use.
It's even easier to apply.
This size is just right for hugging, and the texture is just right—soft and comfortable.
"Dad... Daddy, gurgle..."
The boy learned from his father's enthusiasm that his father absolutely, positively wanted him to be his son again.
My brother too.
The older brother clapped his hands, and a maid rushed up to take his new measurements and make him new clothes.
Qianyuan felt a little awkward. He was always worried that there would be a distance between him and his family, so he asked in a low voice, "Don't you mind that I've suddenly grown up?"
The older brother paused for a moment, then looked up and asked the little one earnestly, "Does the little one feel uncomfortable anywhere? Are you feeling unwell?"
The little guy obediently shook his head.
Aside from the initial discomfort when his memories started to change, he felt stronger after his father helped him recover.
As capable as his father and brother.
Seeing this, the older brother reached out and ruffled Qianyuan's hair. The soft, cool strands made him squint.
"As long as the baby isn't uncomfortable, we don't care about anything else."
"Even if our little one changes, he'll still be our little one. And he won't grow very tall, he'll only ever reach my chest at most..."
"Sigh, you're cute no matter what, really, I wish I could turn you into a doll."
Qianyuan pushed her brother's face away: "Thank you, thank you."
The kid's "thank you" means "no."
The older brother was a little unhappy: "Didn't the little one say he loves his older brother? Okay, the little one has indeed become less cute, a little bit less cute."
"If you come and kiss me quickly and tell me you love me and miss me, I'll forgive you sooner."
The little guy said sternly, "I'm eleven years old, a big boy! I can't always act like a spoiled child."
"I'll be laughed at."
The older brother lifted the little one off the chair: "Why can't you act cute? No one here will laugh at you. I asked the baby god, and of course you can act cute."
"Young cubs need to be pampered a lot to grow taller, otherwise they'll just grow a long nose."
Qianyuan: "I'm not a cub anymore!"
"Okay, great head of the family, can you be a little spoiled for your brother? Your brother brought you a little cake."
Qianyuan glanced at the small cake in front of her, resolutely resisted the temptation, and slowly hugged her arms.
"I'm a grown-up now, I won't be tempted by little cakes anymore."
But when the older brother opened the cake box, the small cake was surprisingly shaped like a rabbit.
The boy turned around and glanced back.
The child held on for three seconds.
The boy cupped his brother's face, made a fierce expression, and gave his brother a loud, aggressive kiss.
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