Chapter 53

Su Ci was delayed for a while in teaching A Yan the formation, and when he left Room 303, it was already past nine-thirty in the morning.

In just half an hour, the cubs in the activity room almost got into trouble again.

Su Ci looked at the toy area, and saw Number Seven being held in the arms of the little wolf cub, with a slightly solemn look in his eyes.

The little white deer did not notice his arrival.

As a child with an active mind and good at thinking, the little white deer's emotional fluctuations have not been too big, so relatively speaking, he is less affected by pollutants.

For this reason, because he cannot control the power of his blood, the frequency of him falling into a frenzy state 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 caused by his frenzy was no less than that of any cub in the nursery.

Unlike the Red Flame Tiger, which could control fire, the Silver Elk could control the power of ice and snow. Number Seven was already able to use this power before he was sent to Hell Star.

Although this was not a power that he could subjectively control, the damage caused to the people around him, especially the ordinary cubs, was very fatal.

Not to mention the fragile cubs, even adults, without any protective measures, would find it difficult to resist the erosion of the power of ice and snow.

Therefore, after the first awakening of the bloodline, which almost caused the death of other cubs in the welfare home, the cute and friendly little white deer was eventually sent to the Hell Star to be raised with a group of cubs with top-level ferocious bloodlines.

Now, the ice and snow power in the little white deer's body has erupted again, and he can't suppress it by himself.

Although he didn't continue to stab the ice spike at No. 8, his body temperature is still dropping. If the little wolf cub doesn't let go, it will probably be frozen into an ice sculpture under the erosion of the ice and snow power.

And Su Ci also saw this.

No. 2 actually found something wrong.

As the controller of fire, he is very sensitive to temperature. He can feel that the room temperature is dropping, but this drop does not come from outside the activity room.

From his perspective, he can also see the changes in the image of the little white deer more clearly.

Is No. 7 going crazy? But it doesn't look like that.

No. 2 stood up vigilantly and observed the situation of No. 7.

And No. 3 in the corner had already stood up. When he heard No. 8's call, his little brows wrinkled slightly, but he still lifted his feet and walked out of the corner.

Even No. 6, who was playing crazy, cast a concerned look in this direction.

Only the silly little wolf cub was shivering with the cold, but he still held the little white deer tightly and refused to let go. Little did he know that the source of the cold was the child in his arms.

"How could it be..."

"Suddenly..."

"It's so cold...ah..."

Number 8 couldn't even speak a complete sentence, and he couldn't pay attention to other people anymore. He felt like he was freezing to death, and the rapid loss of body temperature made his consciousness become a little dispersed.

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 guy.

He could feel that the little white deer still had a heartbeat. If he let go of him and ignored him, then without his body temperature, would he be frozen to death soon?

In fact, the little wolf cub did not have any great idea of ​​sacrificing himself. He just thought that if he could hold on for a while longer, maybe rescue would come soon?

The big sister of the action team always comes quickly!

However, when he found that he could not even make a sound, he finally realized the danger, but at this time, he could no longer move.

What should I do...

Aren't they going to freeze to death together?

Just when the little wolf cub felt desperate, a pair of familiar leather shoes appeared in front of him.

Is it the keeper?

Number 8 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 time, he felt a palm gently fall on the top of his head.

So warm...

The warm feeling came from that palm, and No. 8, whose body had been frozen, could not help but close his eyes comfortably.

But soon, his eyes opened again.

He saw the keeper pulling his hand away from No. 7, and he subconsciously resisted. However, when he realized that the man in front of him was the keeper, he felt an inexplicable trust in his heart.

The young boy obediently let go of No. 7 and was held horizontally by Su Ci.

He forced his eyes open, and after confirming that the person holding him was indeed the keeper, the young boy finally closed his eyes with peace of mind and let himself pass out.

Compared with the little white deer with crazy blood, the situation of No. 8 was actually worse.

Although the ice cone in No. 7'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 wild in his body. If it was not resolved, the little wolf cub might be in danger of life. Although Su Ci's soul power could also dissolve this power of ice and snow, he did not do so immediately.

He had a better way than this.

Su Ci picked up No. 8 and did not look at the little white deer.

The little white deer did not move either. His originally healthy and slightly pink skin had completely lost its blood color, and the little deer antlers on his forehead had grown at least one centimeter longer.

He squatted in place, staring at his eyes that had completely turned into a dark blue, staring at the keeper and No. 8.

Number 8 was held by the keeper, with his big, fluffy, beautiful tail hanging down softly, swinging in the air as the keeper walked.

The wolf cub, who was always the most energetic, was now extremely weak and dying.

The little white deer watched this scene quietly, and his 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 little silver-haired boy who was squatting there without any reaction, and then looked at the keeper who was walking over with Number Eight in his arms.

He didn't know how to react for a moment. He wasn't even sure if Number Seven was really in a frenzy.

Because, compared to the other cubs - even himself, the noise he made when he was in a frenzy couldn't be so small.

But if he really wanted to recall, Number Two really couldn't remember what Number Seven looked like when he was in a frenzy before.

As he got older, it was enough for him to suppress his own blood power, and he didn't have the energy to pay attention to others, let alone the little white deer who came to the nursery later.

But...

actually, 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.

It was a very comfortable burning yesterday, but now, that comfortable feeling has disappeared and he is uncomfortable again.

Although this discomfort is much lighter than before and is still within his tolerance, it also clearly reminds No. 2 that he did not completely suppress his blood 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 the cage, burned by the flames, and finally lose his mind.

Just a few more times, he will be completely transformed into a beast and become a red flame tiger completely dominated by bestiality.

Before that, he had to find a way to escape from Base 24. Since he was going to escape, everything in the brooding house, whether it was No. 4 and No. 8 who had always been his enemies, or No. 6 and No. 7 who were closer to him, would have little to do with him.

Because he would have to leave here one day, and after becoming a monster in the red mist, perhaps they would become real enemies...

But sometimes, accidents were something he could not control.

The keeper who picked up No. 8 did not leave the activity room, but came straight to him when he reacted.

No. 2 looked at the new keeper, saw him standing in front of him, and nodded to him as if to signal.

What?

The tiger tail behind the red-haired boy bent into a question mark.

He felt that he understood the keeper's expression, but he was not sure if he really understood it, just like the look of help that No. 8 gave him when No. 7 was crying just now.

But in fact, there was nothing wrong with his understanding.

Seeing that No. 2 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 he stuffed into his arms - as the oldest and strongest among the cubs, he easily hugged the wolf cub.

But the question is...

what does this mean? Why was No. 8 stuffed into him?

Then, No. 2 heard this seemingly unreliable keeper 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 lot of question marks popped up in the little tiger's head. What does it mean? Keep him warm?

His ability is indeed the power of red flames, but the problem is... what does this keeper think of him? The boy's face darkened.

An unknown rage surged into No. 2's heart, and the burning sensation in his body became fierce again.

Just when No. 2 was about to be controlled by the violent emotions and wanted to throw the wolf cub on the ground, the young boy who had fainted suddenly took the initiative to hug him.

The wolf cub was already frozen and confused. In order to save himself, he subconsciously looked for a source of warmth, and the burning sensation coming from No. 2 was exactly what he needed.

So...

Not only did No. 2 fail to throw the wolf cub to the ground, but he also caught it with his hands and feet and hung it on his body.

The red-haired boy was stunned. He had never thought that apart from fighting, he and the wolf cub could have such a close moment.

Let go! He subconsciously

tried to pull the wolf cub. However, he stopped unconsciously.

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 down No. 2's manic mind again.

But when the wolf cub hanging on him began to rub against him, the red-haired boy still gritted his teeth, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

In his eyes, there emerged a struggle that was even deeper than whether to let the keeper touch his tail in exchange for a deal.

On the one hand, it was really hard for him to accept such intimacy with No. 8, but on the other hand, he really needed that cool feeling to help him suppress the blood power that kept burning in his body and making him lose his mind.

"Bang-bang-bang-bang-"

The little tiger cub swung his tiger tail like a steel whip angrily, smashing one pit after another on the metal floor, and the pits were deeper and deeper.

And No. 6, who was playing with the speeding car, had already given up his toy and came to his side at some point.

He stared at No. 2 with his eyes piercing, not only did he not come forward to help, but he also rolled his eyes, looking like he was watching a show. In the end, the little monkey clapped his hands and laughed.

If looks could kill, the little monkey would have died several times under the stare of No. 2.

Unfortunately, the little monkey had no idea how to restrain himself. He laughed and fell to the ground, holding his stomach, as if he would die at any moment.

"Number 6, shut up!"

Number 2 was completely irritated, and swung his tiger tail directly at him.

Unfortunately, although he laughed and fell to the ground, the little monkey was very agile. When the tiger tail swung over, he rolled over and dodged, 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 slowly subsided.

He looked at the little monkey coldly, and then ignored him completely, letting the little wolf curl up and sit down against the wall, then closed his eyes in self-destruction, and covered his head with his round ears.

The little monkey scratched his head, and his round red eyes were full of confusion.

As for No. 2, he actually just suddenly realized that the reason why he couldn't get rid of No. 8 was not because of the little wolf's strength, but his body...

To be more precise, it was the red flame power in his body. He instinctively longed for the coolness that the boy brought 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.

From the time he was able to sense the blood power to the present, No. 2 has been fighting against it for so long. Today is the first time that he feels that the red flame has the signs of being tamed.

After realizing this, No. 2 quickly calmed down.

Now, he needs to use all conditions to try to delay the time when he will be completely bestial.

Although the idea of ​​escaping the base has not wavered, who wants to completely turn into a wild beast if they can keep their sanity?

Since they have decided to live in the red mist in the future, what is the point of worrying about the current embarrassment and the compromises made to achieve their goals?

Didn't he previously return to the nursery obediently in order to lower the vigilance of the keepers?

No. 2 no longer paid attention to the little monkey's laughter, and concentrated on feeling the process of the blood force in his body being suppressed.

However, he felt a burst of hair standing up before his eyes were closed for a long time, 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 quietly come to his side without knowing when.

The black-haired little boy held a metal ball in his hands, his light blue eyes were still lifeless 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 No. 2's impression, No. 3 has always had little presence. Although they are the cubs who have been together the longest in the brooding house, he is not as familiar with No. 3 as he is with No. 8.

He looked at the little boy who approached him at some point, and his brows couldn't help but frowned.

What is this little guy going to do?

Is he going to watch him laugh like No. 6?

However, under the somewhat fierce gaze of the red-haired boy, the little boy seemed not to notice. He approached him step by step, hesitantly and slowly, but he did approach him.

Number Two did not move, but his reddish-brown tiger eyes stared at him closely, with the majesty of a ferocious beast.

The child looked very harmless, like a small animal trying to approach a tiger. It was so weak, but for some reason, it chose to approach despite its fear.

In fact, Number Three's beast form was indeed very small.

Number Two's mind was filled with memories from a long time ago.

When Number Three came to 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 was already in a completely beastly form.

When the keeper took him out of the cage, he was not even as big as the keeper's palm. He was covered with fur and had fine soft hair.

He was a pure black kitten with blue eyes.

The keeper pinched the little black kitten's hindquarters and took it out of the cage. After meowing twice, he fell silent.

Number Two still remembers that the kitten's cry was milky, thin and soft, completely different from his majestic roar. At that time, he wanted to go over to see, but was stopped by the nanny robot.

Later, when Number Three 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 affected by the power of bloodline that seriously at that time, actually noticed No. 3 for a while.

But No. 3 was too quiet, almost completely immersed in his own world, and rarely paid attention to others.

Gradually, No. 2 forgot about this child, but he remembered that after that day, he never saw this child's completely beastly appearance 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 didn't answer him. There was no spirit in his blue eyes, and he looked stupid. After stopping, his little face turned to No. 8.

At this moment, the little wolf cub was still coiled on No. 2.

The young boy tilted his head, closed his eyes and rested his head on the little tiger's shoulder. Perhaps because he was almost thrown off several times just now, he did not relax the force of holding No. 2 at this moment, and his chubby cheeks were squeezed and deformed.

No. 3 did not call him, but stretched out a hand.

His fingers were also small, and his fingertips were pink and tender. Under the gaze of No. 2, he finally fell on the little wolf's cheek and poked it gently.

The little wolf's chubby cheeks were soft and especially chewy.

When No. 3 poked his fingers in and then released his fingers, it bounced a little, and it felt good, and it had basically recovered its warmth.

After noticing this, the little boy withdrew his hand, hugged his metal ball tightly again, turned around without saying a word, and ran away quickly.

He walked so slowly, 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 ran over suddenly just to poke Number Eight's face? Why? Did Number Eight also make some secret deal with Number Three?

Unfortunately, no one could give him an answer. Number Eight was still sleeping, and Number Three had quickly retreated to the corner, hiding himself properly, and then continued to turn his metal ball with a click.

On the other side, Su Ci returned to the side of the little white deer.

The little boy with silver hair was still squatting there, looking obedient, with beautiful blue eyes and an ethereal beauty. It was easy to imagine how beautiful and lively he would be in the future.

At this moment, his innocent expression did not show that he had already fallen into a frenzy.

Of course, if you were within a meter of him, you would feel the constantly overflowing power of ice and snow, and on the metal floor around him, many tiny ice fragments fell - they were the condensation of moisture in the air.

It can be seen that these ice fragments are not pure white, but have a light reddish color. They are pollutant particles contained in the environment, which have gathered 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 knitted slightly. 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 that was barely noticeable to the naked eye lit up his palm. Su Ci's soul power, which had recovered after a night's sleep, was slowly injected into the little white deer's body, combing the ice and snow power that kept emanating from his blood. Hearing

the young man's familiar voice, the little boy's mouth twitched slightly, and the sound that came out of his mouth was similar to the cry of a little deer, which sounded even more aggrieved.

It was so cold that it felt like the blood was 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, like curling up in a reassuring quilt.

But only for a moment, the person let him go, and the warm feeling left him. He was left alone again...

lonely, helpless, and at a loss.

When the little white deer was once again wrapped in the vortex of emotions, a voice that made him feel very intimate rang in his ears.

Then, a warm current merged into his body.

The little white deer couldn't help but close his eyes, and approached the person as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

Su Ci lowered his head and looked at the little deer burrowing into his arms. Finally, he simply sat cross-legged on the ground, letting the cold little white deer hug him and draw warmth from him.

His palm fell on the back of the child's head again, while transmitting soul power to him, he whispered: "Feel that power, guide it, and control it."

The little white deer heard his words.

But controlling that power... is so difficult.

"Don't be afraid, that power belongs to you." As if he heard his inner voice, Su Ci said, "Stay rational, you can do it."

The little white deer is very talented and has enough spirituality. Su Ci believes that he will be fine.

"Don't let that power control you. Now is the time when you really need to become strong."

Listening to his gentle words and feeling the warmth that always existed in his body, the little white deer put away all his weaknesses.

Just like he had always done, the little boy tried to make his will strong to face all the fears and anxieties.

But this time, it was different from the past, because there was someone who had been accompanying him.

As his master began to fight, and as Su Ci continued to inject soul power and guide him to suppress and sort out his blood power, the power that even the little white deer himself felt dangerous actually slowly dissipated and disappeared into his body again.

When the body became warm again and when consciousness returned to wakefulness again, the child opened his eyes in surprise.