Cannon fodder "attack" development system

The reason why Song Guan could recognize the species of the small animal in his hand was because his family had raised hamsters before.

Of course, it wasn't him who raised it, it was his brother who raised it.

He was lucky enough to witness the whole process of the mother hamster giving birth, and he still remembers it vividly. Those newborn mice are just like the one he has now. The only difference is that the one he holds is bigger and has more hair. A little bit.In Song Guan's impression, the newborn hamsters have a smooth layer of skin and no hair at all, and the hair will grow little by little until there is enough time later.

Holding the wet short-haired mouse cub in his hand, Song Guan couldn't show any expression for a while.The little mouse in his hand is big enough and tall.Previously, the white egg was the size of a basketball, but the little mouse curled up slightly, so it was as long as the diameter of a basketball.It's just that the short hair on the body is not well-grown, and the tender skin can still be seen clearly by the naked eye.As for the eyes, of course they haven't opened yet, they are covered with a film, and the black eyeballs are rolling under the film.

Just like this, no matter how blind you are, you can't mistake it for a "dragon".

Just when Song Guan was in a daze, the shell-broken little mouse opened its mouth and began to chirp feebly. It was discovered that this mouse cub was still wrapped around an "umbilical cord".

Impressive.This mouse is going against the sky.

It's nothing more than egg birth, but there is still an umbilical cord?

What the hell.

When Song Guan tried to tear off the umbilical cord of the little mouse with a numb face, the "umbilical cord" suddenly "hissed", and the movement moved up quite quickly along Song Guan's fingertips. Song Guan's wrists were tightly wound.

……

He probably knew what it was.

It could be...a dragon.

Maybe.This dirty, red and umbilical cord-like thing should be a dragon.

The little mouse in his hand was wet, and Song Guan put the little mouse into the bamboo basket where the eggs had been. Then he raised his wrist and carefully studied the "umbilical cord" on his hand.

This thing is alive, with a slender body and scales. It was too thick to see just now. Now I stare at it seriously. It is indeed not an umbilical cord, but very snake-like. When you open it and look closely, you can see four snakes. The claws are super small, but there are no horns on the head. Song Guan guessed that the child might be too young. Dragons don't grow horns when they are young, and they don't grow horns until they grow up.

The whole body of this little dragon is deep red, so red that it is a little bit orange, the color is not bright, it looks like agate.Different from the rat cubs who have not yet opened their eyes, this little dragon has already opened its eyes. At this moment, it looks very curious, staring at Song Guan, its pupils are black and moist, and it looks very focused. It is the innocence that has not experienced the storms of the world.

Song Guan looked at the young dragon, tentatively stretched out a finger, and poked the little dragon's head.After Xiaolong was poked, he blinked his eyes, looked at Song Guan silently for a while, then slowly opened his mouth silently, bigger and bigger, and the mouth was three times as big as his own head. Then he bit Song Guan's finger with a "wow".

Xiaolong himself is only as thick as Song Guan's fingers, and his claws are even a little bit bigger. After biting it now, he felt a bit unable to hold on. They all wrapped around Song Guan's fingers several times, like a hand pendant.

Song Guan didn't feel any pain when he was bitten, and the young dragon's teeth didn't grow, so the pain naturally wouldn't hurt.He pondered for a while, tried to condense some spiritual power, and punched into Xiaolong's body.It is not difficult for him to do this, but it is a little unfamiliar.Unexpectedly, as soon as he made a move, the dragon-shaped coercion contained in the little cub's body leaked out along his finger's spiritual power, and it almost made him kneel down.

Get down on your knees and sing "Conquest."

The spiritual crushing of this race is also indisputable. This little thing is indeed the dragon he is looking for.

Then the problem is coming.

What happened to the little mouse hatched with the protagonist this time?

It is not mentioned in the outline.

Song Guan took the mouse cub out of the bamboo basket again. At this time, the wet water stains on the mouse's body were almost dry, and the short fluff on its body stood up fluffy, which was more fluffy than a newly hatched mouse. Time to be cute.After pondering for a moment, Song Guan sent out a little spiritual power to the little mouse just like he did to Xiaolong before, and then found——

There is nothing special about this little mouse.

Just a normal little monster.

Moreover, the breath is weak, the primordial spirit is unstable, and very weak.For this reason, Song Guan couldn't help but conjecture, did this mouse cub die of weakness after birth?So the outline was not mentioned.But it seems that it is not.Although the little mouse in hand was weak, it was far from dying.He really didn't understand what happened to the egg this week, how could a dragon and a mouse be born together?And there is no mention in the outline, which is really weird.

After thinking for a while, Song Guan picked up the bamboo basket, put the little white-haired mouse into it, and clenched the penis tightly around his hand, and went to find Mrs. Yang.

Yes, according to his observation, the relationship between the original owner and Aunt Yang is the best, and they basically treat people like mothers.The original owner's parents died early, but the relatives did not have a good relationship with the original owner.After chatting with the people around, the original owner, apart from being very close to Mrs. Yang, was also very attached to the "former patriarch" who gave him a cuckold. He was always "brother" before "brother". He really regarded him as his own brother, but he never expected that the "brother" would kidnap his boyfriend and elope.

"Have it hatched? Two more?" Seeing Song Guan, who had a baby in his left hand and a baby in his right hand, Aunt Yang was dumbfounded. Then she looked at the two children brought by Song Guan, and said, "I was afraid of you before." I was deceived by that little dead man. I am afraid that this egg is not your child. Now I feel relieved. These two babies have exactly the same fur color, one is like you, the other is like him. No one else can give birth to such a child. Look In this matter, that little dead man did not lie."

Song Guan hesitated for a moment, then pushed the small bamboo basket: "He..."

Aunt Yang lowered her head to take a closer look at the little mouse, said "ah", and immediately took the little mouse out of the basket.It's just that as soon as she started, the mouse immediately screamed, and for some reason, it twisted its little body like crazy, and Mrs. Yang couldn't hold it anymore, and quickly stuffed the little mouse into Song Guan's arms , As a result, the little mouse fell silent after this plug.

This series of events happened so quickly that Song Guan didn't have time to react.

"The little guy recognizes people. I don't want to hug him, so I want you to hug him." Aunt Yang laughed, stretched out her index finger and scratched the kid's chin, "It just looks too much like a little dead man, it's a cat. A cat If you don't have a conscience, it's better to be 'Jiao'."

Song Guan: "Cat?"

The aunt smiled: "Yes, cat."

Isn't it a mouse? !

Song Guan, whose cognition was completely overturned, couldn't help but said: "I saw him look like this, and thought he was a mouse."

Aunt Yang was taken aback, and looked at the cub in Song Guan's arms: "You say so," paused, "It's kind of true." Then she said, "But he should be a cat." After thinking about it, she said, "You If you’re really worried about making a mistake, you’ll know what he is when he grows up a bit later.” Suddenly, something came to mind, “Have you named them yet?”

Song Guan really didn't expect this.

Aunt Yang knew what was going on just by looking at Song Guan's expression, she patted her leg: "The proper name will be taken later when they can transform into a human form, and in the days before, I have to choose a cheap name to support myself. "

Song Guan couldn't help being silent, and after a while, he asked Aunt Yang for her opinion: "I don't know how to get this cheap name, what do you think, Auntie?"

Before the words finished, the aunt had already agreed: "Okay, then the aunt will help you get it."

Pointing at the little red dragon: "This is called 'Long Worm'!"

Then he pointed at the cat cub that looked like a little mouse: "Then call it 'shusheng'!"

Song Guan: "..."

No, wait, isn't that a cheap name?Um?

Aunt Yang waved her hand: "That's it!" She laughed and said, "Hey, Auntie remembers your childhood name, but you may not remember it yourself."

Definitely a cool style.Song Guanlue paused, and finally asked politely: "That's it?"

Aunt Yang has a loving face: "No hair."

Song Guan: "..."

Song Guan calmed down, since everyone's nicknames have such a style of painting, then don't worry about it too much.At this moment, the young dragon who gnawed on Song Guan's finger for most of the time suddenly let go.The little red dragon hummed and chirped, slid, circled around Song Guan's fingers, and then fell on the little mouse in Song Guan's arms, ah no, it was the kitten.The baby dragon was slender and slender, like a belt. It was wrapped around the kitten's waist, and it was not too big or too small to strangle it.

Seeing this, the aunt immediately said "Hey": "Brother Guan, quickly take 'Chang Chong' off 'Shu Sheng'."

Ah, long worms and rats... When these two names are really called out, people are speechless.Song Guan's right eyebrow twitched, and he pulled the little red dragon down as calmly as possible.The aunt took the opportunity to take the little dragon from Song Guan, this dragon was not like the cat cub, he didn't have to be particular about Song Guan holding it.The dragon cub didn't pick anything, and he was hugged by Mrs. Yang. He was so obedient that he was [-] points dumb. He was obviously agile, but the thoughts in his head actually turned much slower , causing him to be a bit "quiet like a fool, moving like a mad rabbit".

Aunt Yang touched Xiaolong's forehead and sighed: "It is risky to have children of different races. You see, you are a jiao, and the little dead man is a cat. If you are combined, it would be okay if you were born with the same breed. You gave birth to two different ones this time. The long worm is a dragon, and the shell needs to be broken at the end of the month. At the same time, Shu Yu was wronged, he broke the shell first after the long worm, he didn't keep up with the nutrition, the growth was not complete, look at him, the eyes are not fully formed."

After the aunt had finished naming the two cubs, she called them very fluently.Song Guan weighed the cat cub in his arms silently, still feeling that the baby looked like a mouse, he raised his face and asked Aunt Yang: "Then what should I do?"

"Use spiritual power to warm him up and raise him, at least until he emerges from his shell normally. Don't look at him still squeaking and screaming now, and he looks quite strong. After a while, he might even have the strength to open his mouth." It's all gone, and it's easy to die." The aunt Yang who was holding the little dragon stopped at this point, pondered for a while, and then continued, "I still have some experience in taking care of children, and you have no experience-so In this way, if you don’t want to leave the mouse, you can leave it to me first, and I will send him back to you after he has passed the dangerous period."

Song Guan stared at the little cub in his hand, and now he wondered if this little mouse had no chance to grow up at all—it died halfway, so the outline was not mentioned.

Thinking of this, the chubby little mouse in his hand seemed to become a little heavier.

But it really doesn't have much to do with him, does it?Even if he is dead now, it has nothing to do with him.

Song Guan stopped himself from thinking about the picture of the kitten when it just broke its shell, and the scene of the kitten rolling into his arms as soon as it came out of its shell.Will the original owner choose to give the kitten to the aunt or choose to raise it by himself?It should be for the aunt, so I didn't spend much energy, so that I wouldn't worry too much, and I didn't mention it later.As for whether the cub will die in the future, it is not yet certain, but it should not have died so early, so the original owner has no guilt.

——But I always feel that something is wrong. The above explanation still seems far-fetched no matter how you look at it.

After thinking for a moment, Song Guan nodded at Mrs. Yang and said softly, "Then I will trouble you—"

Aunt Yang waved one hand: "What a big deal."

Song Guan put the stunted kitten in his arms into the bamboo basket. The kitten, which looked like a little mouse, was very obedient and didn't know that he was going to be abandoned. Quietly curled up in the basket.

Putting the kitten down, Song Guan said, "Ma'am, if, I mean, if something happens—"

Aunt Yang waved her hand proudly: "It's not an accident, just don't worry, I guarantee that after seven days, I will give you back a cute mouse leftover! ——Chang Chong, you can take it home first, but having said that, your parent worm But it looks really good, I have never seen such a beautiful child, so small and big, it already has the appearance of a city, if it grows in the future, if it does not grow crooked, I am still looking forward to it."

"..." Song Guan, who was blind and couldn't see the alluring ♂♀♀ posture of a four-legged snake, smiled slightly, "Well, then I'll go first and come back tomorrow."

Mrs. Yang said: "OK."

Song Guan grabbed Xiaolong, pulled him into his sleeves, saluted and bid farewell to the aunt, then turned and left.Just as he walked to the door, there was a sudden chirp behind him.The voice was sharp, with signs of breaking, anxious and hesitant.Song Guan could not help but stop, stood at the door, and looked back.

The short-haired cub in the bamboo basket on the table in the house has already raised his body, his little paws are grasping the edge of the basket, his eyes are not fully grown and cannot be opened, but his nose is sniffing, as if he is sniffing at Song Guan. Knowing that the person was far away, the kitten eagerly crawled out of the basket and chased after the smell.

Aunt Yang shoved the cub back into the basket quickly, and shouted at Song Guan: "Guan brother, hurry up, if you go far away, the child will stop making trouble."

Song Guan nodded, and thanked Mrs. Yang again.When he turned around and stepped out of the room completely, he heard a cry in a delicate voice.The soft voice of a child, just one sound, like a baby.

Shaking his head, Song Guan didn't stay any longer, but left quickly without looking back.