I farm and raise cubs on a deserted planet

Mo Sheng walked slowly on the outskirts of the residential area, the dim sunlight shone on the sparse and brightly colored small roofs.

In fact, the scenery in the residential area is very good, quiet and peaceful, just like a fairy tale town.

But actually...

Ugh,

Mo Sheng sighed, if only this place was as beautiful as it looked.

This small planet is slightly different from the Earth in the previous life. The sunshine time is shorter, the temperature is colder, and the sunlight is more dim.

The houses nearby are much smaller and more dilapidated than Mo Sheng's three-story villa.

Although this is just a remote yellow waste planet, the gap between the rich and the poor and even the hierarchy are still very obvious.

The aborigines living in the periphery, the middle layer is the area of ​​Mo Sheng's family, which is usually called the exile area, and the circle in the center is where the star masters and the big families live.

As far as everything he has seen so far, there is no market for his vegetable business in the outer area, because it is really too poor, Mo Sheng thought, he still needs to ask the kind star master to help him match up, and the big customers are mainly in the central area. Mainly.

The few pedestrians on the street walked lazily, and occasionally a few low-altitude aircraft flew by quickly, that is, wild flying.

Mo Sheng turned slightly away from their flight track to avoid being hit. These "dangerous pilots" fly unreasonably. Anyway, Desolate Star belongs to an abandoned planet and a place of exile. It has no resource value and no traffic control. Almost no one cares if it doesn't kill someone.

Unfortunately, Mo Sheng got out of the way of Ye Fei's who was coming behind him at a high speed. As a result, a child with a dirty face who was walking towards him was unfortunately hit.

The child fell to the ground, even though the blood was bleeding, the little dirty hand was still tightly dragging the huge dilapidated airship several times larger than his body, refusing to let go.

Ye Fei didn't even stop when he bumped into someone, leaving only a curse in the wind, and then only a shadow could be seen in the distance.

Suddenly the shadow swayed, and with a "bang" sound, Ye Fei seemed to lose control and hit something, and fell in a 360° turn, and he could hear cursing from a long distance away.

Mo Sheng pursed his lips and looked back at the child on the ground, but he didn't want the child's dirty little face to look at Mo Sheng with two black grape-like eyeballs.

"Brother, is it you?" The child grinned and smiled knowingly, showing his white teeth, trying hard to pretend to be an old man to hide the innocence in his eyes.

Mo Sheng didn't answer, but his heart skipped a beat when he saw the child's bleeding arm, probably because there was a baby in the family, so seeing a child who was about the same age as the cubs being injured would inevitably have some bad associations.

Mo Sheng took out an unopened bottle of special wound repair agent for children and walked to the child.

The moment Mo Sheng approached, the child's body tensed up suddenly. After seeing the thing in Mo Sheng's hand, he took a small half step back in flattery, pursed his lips and looked at Mo Sheng's clean clothes and beautiful white fingers .

Under the child's shocked gaze, Mo Sheng picked up the child's arm. It was extremely rough to the touch, thin and dry like a firewood stick. No need to guess, it was the result of malnutrition.

This child looks like seven or eight years old, and his thin arms are even thinner compared to the soft, white and tender arms of several good boys in Qi's family. It's really pitiful.

Mo Sheng couldn't help feeling a little more sympathetic, and the movements of his hands were also a little lighter.

The child stared blankly at the handsome young man who was squatting in front of him and focused on treating his wounds. It was a gaze he had never felt before, without a trace of disgust, even compassion or...love?

... Love is such a distant word.

After Mo Sheng treated the wound, he raised his head and jumped down. The child burst into tears!

"Sorry, did I hurt you?"

Mo Sheng lowered his voice and apologized. He wanted to pat his head to comfort him, but he could feel that the child was very defensive, so he had to stop.

Mo Sheng looked at the thing in his hand. He had never used it before, and he followed the instruction manual.

He looked at the child's injured arm again. After the wound scratched by the sharp weapon was wiped clean, he sprayed the repair agent on it. It seemed that the wound was slowly repairing, and everything was normal.

This bottle of wound repair agent was originally prepared for the cubs, but it was later discovered that the cubs were a mutant species, and their skin was so tough that even their own small fangs could not break through.

So it never came in handy at home.

After listening to Mo Sheng's words, the child shook his head vigorously, quickly wiped away his tears with the other hand, frowned for a few seconds, and then looked at Mo Sheng with burning eyes.

"Brother! It was you just now!"

Mo Sheng was a little puzzled by the child's fiery adoring eyes again: "Huh?"

The child suddenly let go of the big guy who was unwilling to let go even when he was injured, and jumped in front of Mo Sheng.

"Brother, I saw it all! It was you! Right! You made that fly fall!"

Um? ? !

Mo Sheng looked at the child in surprise, he could see supernatural powers.

Mo Sheng put away his surprise, and looked at the thin and small boy again, so this kid is a high-level spiritual power that can be awakened.

This is very unusual.

You must know that it is impossible for the local residents on the barren star to have high-level spiritual power users.

But the shabby guy not far away told Mo Sheng that this child was a native of the barren star, and he was the poorest kind.

Because he's the kid of the garbageman—the little garbageman.

Garbage worker - because the level of mental power is too low, he can't do other jobs, so he can only search for not-so-destroyed machinery in the garbage dump, and then sell them to mechanics to make a living.

Among them, the slightly better garbage workers are hired by mechanics and searched regularly.

And the aborigines of this planet, except for a few big families, all the aborigines have lived on this for generations, because...

For hundreds of years, the genetic evolution of human beings has ushered in a cold winter period, and the evolution has almost stagnated, so it is impossible for people with low-level spiritual power to give birth to people with high-level spiritual power-Xingwang Encyclopedia said.

Mo Sheng thought for a while, stretched out his palm, and said to the child, "It's me. If you believe me, give me your hand. Don't resist."

Although there is no test point for spiritual power in Huangxing, according to the method described by Xingwang, a high-level spiritual power user can introduce his own spiritual power into the body of a lower-level spiritual power user than himself, guide or investigate.

Mo Sheng felt that he should be able to test the child's spiritual power briefly, although he was not sure if he was a high-level spiritual power user.

The child hesitated for a moment, took a deep look at Mo Sheng, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, then gave Mo Sheng his hand.

Mo Sheng thought of the method mentioned on Xingwang, and tried to stretch out the mental power along the palm of the child's palm, but unexpectedly the supernatural power also came out. Fortunately, his supernatural power is wood-type, which is not only gentle but also has a little healing effect.

Sure enough, as Xingwang mentioned, he detected another spiritual power in the child's arm, although it was weak but very sharp.

Mo Sheng withdrew his arm.

The child opened his eyes and couldn't believe it. He just had an instant contact with Mo Sheng's majestic spiritual power, and his black and red face trembled slightly with excitement.

"I...I really!?" The unimaginable surprise made him incoherent, and he looked at Mo Sheng in disbelief.

Mo Sheng smiled affirmatively: "I do feel your spiritual power in your arm. Congratulations, you will awaken as a high-level spiritual power user!"

The child got an affirmative answer, and couldn't help letting out a scream. He jumped on the spot, and his whole body of defense turned into complete joy.

But the child quickly restrained his excitement, snapped his fingers, and said in a low and excited voice: "There are still six years, and I will be able to awaken in six years."

Mo Sheng heard the child's whispering, and was a little surprised. He thought the child was only seven or eight years old, but he was 12 years old.

It seems that the nutrition can't keep up.

"Thank you, big brother, my name is Anderson, please tell me your name, I will remember your kindness for the rest of my life, and I will repay you!"

The child's eyes were sincere, and his words were very solemn.

Mo Sheng laughed, he believed the other party's words, but he just did a little effort and didn't need anything in return.

He looked down at the time, oh well, it's getting late, the cubs are about to wake up, Mo Sheng bid farewell to the children after hastily leaving their names.

The child stood quietly on the spot, watched Mo Sheng go away, and secretly decided that he would definitely repay his big brother!

Even if the opponent is now so strong that he can't imagine.

But Mo Sheng, who left in a hurry, didn't take it seriously.

It was because of the child that he wanted to leave Desolate Star even more urgently.

Because cubs need to go to school.

There is no school in the central area, because several large families are not in harmony with each other, so they all hire private tutors; and there are no children in the exile area; only the outermost aborigines area has schools.

But after he visited the aborigines area, how could he send the cubs here to school with confidence.

Mo Sheng hurried home full of melancholy, he should go to school in two days to see.

The author has something to say: Little intelligence:

The cubs opened their mouths wide and showed their fangs: Aww~ Aww~ Aww~ I'm super fierce!

Orc Tiger Genius Boy: Hahaha, hold the grass!It's so fucking cute, give it to labor and management... Awow!Loose, loose, loose!Labor-strengthened steel knives can't cut the fingers bleeding!pain!pain! !pain! ! !

The cubs all tilted their heads, their big eyes flickered, and their baby voices were childish: Am I fierce or not?

The tiger cub was covering the six blood holes in his fingers, and when he saw the little fangs, it hurt even more: fierce!fierce!fierce!You are super fierce!

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