The system takes the poor cub to find his father

With a crisp "bang" sound, the cup hit the ground and splashed scarlet liquid, soaking the floor. The diligent robot came forward to clean it up.

Lavis was lying on the couch in the living room, his bandaged legs placed horizontally on the support, staring at the visitor angrily.

"What did you say? The boss actually let that guy take over my job. Are you kidding me?"

Facing the furious Ravis, the visitor didn't even blink at the wine glass that brushed past his face. He lowered his eyes and casually glanced at the water stains on his shoes. He curled his lips in disdain, stretched out his left middle finger to push his glasses, and then said slowly:

"Lavis, let me give you a piece of advice. The organization doesn't support idlers, especially stupid people like you who lose their temper when they can't complete their tasks. The leader is not your mother, and you are not a crying baby who hasn't been weaned yet. Put away your useless bad temper."

"Who the hell are you talking about?" Ravis stood up angrily, took out a particle gun from his waist, and put the muzzle of the gun against the man's forehead. He was so excited that he didn't care about his injured leg for a moment. He suddenly exerted force, and his face turned pale with pain. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

With advanced technology, basically, serious injuries that were previously incurable can be cured by soaking in special medicine for a few minutes in a treatment chamber. However, for some reason, Lavis's leg injury has never healed. No matter how long he stays in the treatment chamber, the pain of his short leg has never gone away like a leech. He can only try to treat it with the old conventional method.

How could Lavis know that the pain caused by the mental blade could not be cured by ordinary medical means, and the remaining mental power in his legs would continue to destroy the new muscles, and his broken legs would never be restored. Unless the owner of the mental power took action to extract the remaining mental power in his body, Lavis would continue to limp.

He had been working as a star island in the Wandering Star Region. The Wandering Star Region was a no-man's land with poor resources, and the government army was far away and disorderly. Therefore, all kinds of lawless elements and star pirates gathered here, and they used it as a base to engage in various illegal activities. However, a hundred years ago, a force suddenly poured in and cleared out all the voices that did not obey them in a short period of time, and there was a tendency to dominate the Wandering Star Region. It was at that time that Lavis judged the situation and joined that force, bringing his brothers with him.

Although Lavis had some small thoughts over the years, he also worked hard for the organization. Now he was told that the person who injured him was going to take over everything he had worked so hard for. Why?

Lavis was furious, not caring about his leg injury at all, and angrily wanted an explanation. The man was not afraid of the gun pointed at his head, and looked at Lavis with pity, as if he was looking at a naughty child who was angry because he couldn't get candy. A trace of irony appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"You want an explanation? Okay, the leader wants to see you. I want to ask you why the awakened experimental subject fell into the hands of the emperor of the Manche Empire since you were in charge of supervising the experiment zero. I hope you can think of a reason to defend yourself on the way."

"What are you talking about? This is impossible. Those experimental subjects have no self-awareness at all. It's impossible. It's absolutely impossible. I have had them destroyed. There won't be any traces left. How could they still be alive in the hands of Emperor Manchester? This must be fake news."

The man looked at Lavis's stunned expression and couldn't help but wonder, could it be that he really didn't know or was he just pretending?

-

On the other side, in the Manchester Empire, Shen's Manor,

Worried about Shen Mian's health, Shen Huizhou came to Shen Mian's room early in the morning and woke up the confused little cub. Shen Mian felt exhausted due to excessive mental consumption. When Shen Huizhou picked him up, his body leaned back as if he had no bones, with his eyes closed. He groped Shen Huizhou's neck with both hands and muttered coquettishly, "Father, I'm sleepy, Shen Mian wants to sleep."

Shen Huizhou patted Shen Mian's back comfortingly and coaxed him softly, "Be good, let's go get a check-up and come back to sleep later."

Shen Mian's heavy eyelids made it impossible for him to open them. He could only rub against Shen Huizhou aggrievedly, nodding in daze and agreeing.

"Then you have to wash up first." As a clean-loving kid, I must go out clean and refreshed.

Shen Huizhou carried the sleepy Shen Mian to the bathroom, carefully washed Shen Mian, squeezed toothpaste for him, and handed the child's toothbrush to the little cub. He watched with amusement as the little cub closed his eyes and put the toothbrush in his mouth, brushing his teeth slowly with his head. Shen Huizhou was worried that he would fall down.

Shen Huizhou gently took the toothbrush from Shen Mian's little hand, held the cub's chin with his left hand, and helped him brush his teeth. Shen Mian confidently handed himself over to his father, leaning on his father's arms, shaking his head left and right with his father's movements. With the efforts of the father and son, Shen Mian finally finished washing and changed into a new set of clothes that Butler Lin had matched for him.

Shen Huizhou led him out of the room, through the garden, and to the medical center.

The medical center was not originally inside the manor. Shen Huizhou's mental power was relatively sensitive, and he was not used to outsiders entering his territory. The medical center had always been located inside the research institute, but since the arrival of the little cub Shen Mian, in order to facilitate the detection of Shen Mian's mental power fluctuations, it was moved inside the manor and located in another building separated from Shen Mian's residence by a garden.

When they passed the garden, Shen Mian's listless mental power was attracted by a fragrance and some of it overflowed. A stream of mental power emanated from Shen Mian's body and shot into a thorn bush.

Shen Huizhou felt Shen Mian's mental fluctuations, frowned, and swept his eyes towards the thorn bush not far away. A mental force different from Shen Mian's followed Shen Mian's mental force, swept around, but found nothing.

Thinking that Shen Mian was still young and his mental power was out of control, he tentatively entered Shen Mian's mental realm to check. Shen Mian's mental power was quiet and peaceful, a bit like his master, and there was no sign of riot. He couldn't help but feel relieved.

Shen Mian felt that his father had changed since he woke up. He became gentle and cautious, and even a little clingy. He watched him more closely, as if he was afraid that he would get hurt. For example, right now, from just now on, his father's mental power had been tightly wrapped around him, airtight.

Shen Mian sighed helplessly, what else can he do, such a clingy adult is his father, he can only spoil him. In fact, he found that as long as he didn't want his father to find out, his spiritual power would help him hide the trajectory of his mental fluctuations, silently and undetected by anyone, and also break through the layers of protection that his father wrapped around him. But forget it, he still likes the feeling of his father protecting him, which makes him feel at ease.

But just now he seemed to smell something delicious in the bush.