Group pet childhood creation god

Xie Yunmian concentrated on watching the wish that popped up, her eyes widened.

——But he found a very embarrassing thing.

He couldn't understand the sentence.

Xie Yunmian frowned, clutching the corner of his clothes, a little distressed.

It wasn't long before he started to read, and most of the words needed to be matched with pinyin to barely understand.

Of course, the computer used to manage the world cannot be equipped with pinyin.

Seeing His Majesty the Creator God, Gululu was stunned: "What's wrong?"

Xie Yunmian looked extremely embarrassed, pursed his lips, lowered his head: "I, I don't know how to pronounce this sentence."

——He must learn to read well from today on! !

Otherwise, as a god, he wouldn't even be able to understand the wishes of his subjects.

So humiliating.

Gululu poked his head and looked at the computer screen: "This sentence is called 'I want to see His Majesty the God'"

"Want to meet His Majesty the Creator God...?"

Xie Yunmian read it in a milky voice, blinked, and asked doubtfully, "Your Majesty, are you referring to me?"

Gululu: "Yes, you are His Majesty the God."

It used to call Shen Yunmian the "God of Creation", and the people would call him "God".

Xie Yunmian was silent for a long time, then whispered: "Would it be wrong? For example, they actually want to see a kitten or a puppy."

Gululu: "No mistake, they just want to see you."

They want to see His Majesty the God of Creation?

They wanted to see His Majesty's face, his eyes, and his smile.

Xie Yunmian was silent for a long time, and finally accepted the fact carefully.

He was so flattered that he even became shy.

His head was drooping, his lips were pursed, his cheeks and ears were flushed, and his eyes covered by long eyelashes had warm golden spots of light.

The whole person looks like a strawberry glutinous rice that has just been fished out of the pot.

Xie Yunmian turned his head to look at Gu Lulu, revealing a pair of dimples: "But how can I realize this wish?"

Gululu: "Ah, it's very simple, you just need to appear in front of them..."

Before it finished speaking, it realized that something was wrong.

I want to see His Majesty's creatures, but there are so many in this world!

Wouldn't it be exhausting if His Majesty went down to fulfill this wish?

What's more, His Majesty is just a little cub who needs to rest and grow up.

Gululu: "Why don't you put this wish later and fulfill it later. There are too many people who want to see you, and it won't be fulfilled in a while."

"..."

Xie Yunmian was a little reluctant: "But this is a wish that others made to me."

Gululu: "There is no rush to realize this wish later. There are still many wishes waiting for you to realize. There may be more than 1 years of wishes."

Gululu continued to persuade: "You can take a look at the wishes of the leaders of the three major races."

The creatures in this subworld are divided into different races according to their appearance.

Among them, the three most powerful races are the dragon race, the elf race, and the mermaid race.

These three races all have their own leaders.

The leader who can lead a large race must be the most powerful individual in that race.

The wishes made by these leaders will most likely be the wish of "wanting the group to become better".

For His Majesty the powerful God of Creation, this kind of wish can be fulfilled without personally coming down.

Gululu told Xie Yunmian what it thought.

Xie Yunmian did not respond directly to Gu Lulu's request, and asked, "Are these leaders the most powerful individuals among the three major races?"

"right."

Gululu was afraid that His Majesty felt that they were not strong enough, so he echoed: "These three races are already the three most powerful races in the entire world, and the leaders among them are even stronger."

"The wish they made to you must be very important."

"Um……"

Xie Yunmian didn't show much reaction. He thought for a while and said, "Can I check the wishes of the weakest individual first?"

"Ok?"

Gululu didn't respond.

Xie Yunmian chuckled lightly, with curved eyebrows and soft voice, like a gentle spring breeze. :

"Those powerful leaders, they have the ability to realize their wishes."

"And the weakest individual may not have the ability to realize the wish, and can only rely on the help of the gods."

Xie Yunmian once wished that someone would come to see him in countless late nights and early mornings.

But these little wishes of his have not been answered for a long time.

Later, Xie Yunmian thought about it, maybe because he was too weak, the gods in this world couldn't hear him.

After all, he is just an insignificant kid.

And now he's a god of creation.

He didn't want the children in this world to be like him.

The computer system received Xie Yunmian's idea.

【Searching for the weakest individual in this world...】

Gululu stared at the spinning loading circle, and couldn't help being curious—who would be the weakest individual in World 01?What kind of wish will it make?

【Search is successful. 】

The computer system knew that His Majesty had turned back into a cub, and the cub was not very literate at the moment, so it thoughtfully added pinyin to the top of each word.

The small, round and large pinyin font is very easy for Xie Yunmian to recognize.

[The weakest individual in this subworld is a cub of the Dark Race, currently in the Ice Abyss. 】

The computer screen, which originally only had text, now displayed a picture.

The Chuangshi God's computer is actually a powerful creation system that can locate every corner of the world and transmit the screen to the Chuangshi God.

What Xie Yunmian saw now was where the dark cub was.

... But he only saw a white mass.

Slowly, he discovered that this mass of white was a big snowstorm covering the entire abyss.

A large amount of ice and snow was lifted up by the tornado, spinning and covering the entire abyss, and looking around, one could only see snow blocks and hail flying at high speed in the air.

The whirring of the snow storm, like the scream of death, resounded through the heaven and earth.

It is very difficult for any living being to survive this snowstorm. Once they walk into this snowstorm, they will be instantly smashed to pieces by the hard hailstones.

The Ice Abyss is the coldest place in the world.

The computer screen gradually zoomed in, and a smear of blackness appeared in the terrifying whiteness.

Xie Yunmian thought it was a stone, but later found out that it was a small black animal.

This little animal looks very much like the "Luo Xiaohei" he has seen in cartoons.

It is the weakest individual in this world.

This cub of the Dark Clan was very small, only as big as Xie Yunmian's head,

It was lying behind a stone, curled up into a ball, and half of its body was already submerged in ice and snow.

...it was freezing to death.

***

Ice Abyss.

This dark cub did not pass out from the cold, it still retained a trace of consciousness as it was dying.

The cold snow wind fell from the sky like densely packed bayonets, constantly scratching its tender body.

The soft black fluff is covered by pale white snow.

It curled up its limbs tightly, holding a round thing in its arms.

It was a candy that had been frozen into ice scum.

The candy is actually moldy, and the surface of the candy is covered with the same black hairs, giving off a sour smell.

But it didn't know that the candy was moldy, so it still hugged the candy tightly, wanting to bring it back to the habitat of the Dark Race.

This candy has a great meaning to it.

"Ugh..."

The little black cub was lying on the ice, and the ice and snow were surging like waves.

The snow waves completely covered it, and not even a trace of black fluff could be seen from top to bottom.

It can clearly feel that its body temperature is rapidly losing, all consciousness is gradually lost, and the vision in front of it becomes blurred.

Little Hei Zai felt that he was about to fall asleep.

But the survival instinct told it that it could not fall asleep.

If it falls asleep, it will sleep forever in the ice and snow.

——As he was dying, the little black cub thought of "Your Majesty the God".

The largest cub of the Darkfolk had spoken to it.

The god is omnipotent, warm and benevolent, and any creature can make a wish to him.

The little black cub wants to make a wish to His Majesty the God of Creation.

But, His Majesty the God of Creation, will he hear its wish?

The snowstorm in the icy abyss was getting bigger and bigger, the howling snow wind could shake the ground, and the snow and ice that swept in could not squeeze even a trace of air.

This world seems to be tightly sealed by ice and snow, and no hope can be conveyed.

Including the wish of the little black cub.

It's just a weak dark cub.

It can't speak, it can only chirp, it can't fly, it doesn't have any strength.

In this ice and snow world, it is the most inconspicuous little creature.

The little black cub closed his eyes heavily, and exhaled his last breath.

It felt that His Majesty the Gods could not hear its wishes.

But it still held on to the last ray of hope and conveyed its wish to the gods.

— want to live.

- want to live...

The little black cub didn't know.

Its wish penetrated the howling snowstorm, climbed over the towering snow-capped mountains, and crossed the endless snowy sea and ice field, and came to another world.

Wishes and sunlight mixed together, came by the wind, turned into small shining light clusters, and landed on the small window sill where the gods were planted with roses.

——God heard its wish in the warm wind and sunshine.

*******

When Xie Yunmian came back to his senses, the circles of his eyes were red at some point, and his pupils were watery.

"I, we need to hurry up and help the little black cub!"

Xie Yunmian was so flustered that she couldn't speak clearly, she hurriedly jumped off the soft chair.

But he was too short to support the center of gravity, and when his feet in socks stepped on the ground, he staggered uncontrollably, almost falling down.

"Wang!"

Gululu immediately rushed down and caught the wobbly little majesty with his chubby body.

Snapped.

Xie Yunmian fell on Gululu's body.

Gululu's flesh was solid, and under Xie Yunmian's pressure, the soft and fat belly squeezed out, like a puddle of milk dumped on the ground.

But the child's weight is very light, Gululu can't feel any weight, he just feels that he is covered by a small body that smells like milk.

But the little body quickly moved away, followed by a hasty apology.

Xie Yunmian quickly helped Gululu up, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Gululu, I'm in a hurry, I want to help the little black boy quickly..."

Gululu glanced at the computer screen.

The dying dark cub was motionless, and the snowstorm completely covered its small body, as if it never existed.

If no one rescues it within a few minutes, it and its candy will be buried in the snow forever and never see the sun again.

Gululu: "You can end the snowstorm directly."

Xie Yunmian rubbed his red eyes, trying to hold back tears: "How...is it over?"

Gululu: "You just need to recite silently in your heart."

Controlling the climate of the subworld is one of the basic abilities of the Creator God.

"..."

Xie Yunmian stood where he was and closed his eyes.

Today's sunshine is warm but not hot, like a stream of golden sugar water, slowly rippling in the fresh air.Xiaotuanzi standing in front of the window sill was covered with a layer of warm light.

Xie Yunmian's drooping thick long eyelashes are full of tiny light spots that dance.

He murmured silently in his heart that the time had paused, but his mouth still couldn't help muttering.

The voice of a three-year-old child is gender-indistinguishable. The voice is milky and soft, like a cup of steaming sweet milk.

Xie Yunmian finished reading silently within 1 minute.

——In the icy abyss, the snowstorm that swept wildly like a gust of wind stopped.

The sound of the thunderous storm disappeared in an instant, leaving only the slight sound of falling snowflakes.

The pale snow clouds dissipated, gradually revealing the washed blue sky.

The little black cub's small body finally does not need to be attacked by hail and snow wind.

But Xie Yunmian didn't let go of his frown.

The little snow bag in which the little black cub was buried did not move.

He waited for half a minute, but the little black cub still hadn't poked his head out from the tip of the little snow bag.

The little black cub turned into a stone, quietly hid in the snow bag, unwilling to show his face.

Little Black Cub's wish is "to live", not "to stop the storm."

Xie Yunmian became flustered, his eyes filled with tears, he couldn't even speak straight: "Why is the little black cub not moving?"

Gululu: "Alive, but life is very weak..."

Gululu thought for a while and said, "You can prepare something small for it. We have a teleportation blanket here, which can teleport items to the sub-world you manage."

Before Gululu finished speaking, His Majesty had already quickly ran out of the room, the white and clean little balls were like silver-throated long-tailed tits.

——To be honest, this is the first time he has seen His Majesty the Creator God so flustered.

In the past, when His Majesty the Creator God managed the world, he always looked orderly.

But now His Majesty is just a cub.

This is his first time managing the world.

**

When Xie Yunmian heard that "there is a teleportation blanket", his first reaction was to get some clothes for the little black cub.

He could feel the cold over there through the computer screen.

If you want to save the little black cub, you should give it warmth.

Xie Yunmian feels that the most important factor for getting warmth is to have clothes to wear.

The little black cub clung to the ice naked, so it's no wonder he wasn't frozen.

Xie Yunmian leaned into the closet that was as tall as two of his, and rummaged a few times, finally finding a piece of clothing suitable for the little black cub.

--a hat.

This fisherman's hat is specially designed for children, it's small, just big enough to hold the little black cub's body.

The hat is stuffed with duck down, which is very soft.

However, Xie Yunmian touched the fluff of his hat.

Fluff is cool.

Xie Yunmian frowned, staring blankly at the hat.

"call……"

Xie Yunmian tried to use his breath to warm up the hat he was going to give to the little black cub.

It's a pity that the child's breath is still too small, the light and hot air is sprayed on the inside of the hat, and soon dissipates.

Xie Yunmian's face turned red from breathing, and his hat didn't even cover him with heat.

He thought for a long time, and finally came up with a solution.

He had just basked in the sun in the office, and his hair was warm enough for him to put his hat on and warm it with his skull.

Xie Yunmian's hair was not cut when he was born. His hair was thick and black. It was warmed by the sun falling from the window sill, and it was stained with the fragrance of Johnson's children's shampoo.

This hat is still a bit too big for Xie Yunmian who has just stepped into the baby stage.

The brim of the hat covered his forehead, which made his warm golden deer eyes round and big.

Xie Yunmian suddenly felt something furry arching his ankle.

He looked down and found that it was Gululu.

Xie Yunmian was anxious to rescue the little black cub, but ignored Gululu.

Putting on his hat, he muttered, "I still need to find something warm..."

When he took a step, Gululu rolled along with him.

Xie Yunmian walked out of the bedroom and saw an extra bag in front of the living room door.

"It's a meal from grandma!"

Xie Yunmian ran over.

While he ran the world, Granny packed lunch and delivered it.

The lunch was just out of the oven, and it was packed in an off-white single-layer lunch box, exuding the aroma of food.

Gululu's nose moved.

It smells good.

Xie Yunmian touched the wall of the lunch box, then quickly withdrew his hand: "It's so hot..."

This means, can he give this warm lunch to the little black cub?

The little black cub can not only warm up his body, but also fill his stomach.

Xie Yunmian wanted to pick up the lunch box, but he noticed that Gu Lulu was looking at the lunch box.

In fact, Gululu didn't stare at the lunch box, it just looked at the little majesty, thinking that the little majesty wearing a hat is cute.

It's a pity that Gululu's peasy eyes can't let people know where it is looking.

Xie Yunmian just felt that it was looking at the lunch box, thinking that Gululu was hungry and wanted to eat.

...After all, it is quite normal for a cub to be hungry and want to eat.

Xie Yunmian's stomach was also a little hungry, and he let out a gurgling sound.

But he can't eat it, and neither can Gululu.

This is for the little black cub.

Xie Yunmian put down the lunch box, sat on the ground, and looked at Gululu.

"Woof?" Gululu tilted his head, lay down, and folded his left paw with his right paw, feeling that His Majesty had something important to say to it.

Xie Yunmian blinked, her butterfly-like eyelashes stirring the sunlight.

He coughed a few times, pretending to be serious: "Gululu, we won't have lunch today, I plan to give lunch to the little black boy."

Gululu: "...Wow?"

Like a little adult, Xie Yunmian persuaded Gululu: "Little black cub is cold and hungry, and needs this lunch very much."

He was afraid that Gululu would not like it, so he added more embellishment: "Little Heizai is young, younger than you and me, we have to give way to Little Heizai."

Xie Yunmian thought that Gululu was younger than him, and the youngest was Xiao Heizai.

As the eldest of the three children, he not only has to save the little black cub, but also maintains Gululu's eagerness to have lunch.

In fact, Gululu has no objection to Xie Yunmian's little plan.

Everything your Majesty says is right.

However, when it heard Xiao Ma's serious words, it couldn't help but snort and almost laughed out loud.

All the races in this subworld have extremely long life spans, and they only pass through the cub stage at the age of one hundred.

As for the dark cub that His Majesty wants to save, emmm, it is at least 30 years old.

And His Majesty is only three years old.

Gululu's own age, not to mention, is probably a little bit older than the three-year-old little His Majesty.

The appearance of a one-month-old puppy is just a fake skin made by it, but it is actually an old egg.

Gululu did not tell the child this cruel fact.

Xie Yunmian picked up the lunch box and ran into Shenming's office panting.

The teleportation blanket has a simple self-awareness, it knows that His Majesty needs it, obediently pops up, and spreads itself out, revealing the fluffiest blanket inside.

Xie Yunmian put the lunch box on the blanket.

He took a step back and frowned, feeling like he had forgotten something.

Gululu followed behind him, Pidiandian ran to his feet, and Sihashi stuck out his tongue.

Seeing His Majesty's puzzled look, it asked, "What's wrong?"

Xie Yunmian muttered, "I always feel like I've forgotten something."

"?"

Gululu also became puzzled.

It scratches its ears with its hind legs.

It thought about it seriously, and after a while, it exclaimed: "Ah, Your Majesty, you forgot the hat on your head!"

Xie Yunmian was taken aback, and quickly touched his head.

Sure enough, what he felt was not the familiar fluffy touch, but the soft fabric touch.

He forgot to take off the hot hat and gave it to the little black cub.

If it wasn't for Gululu's reminder, he would have been wearing the hat, bathing, eating, and sleeping until he found out by himself.

Xie Yunmian's face flushed red in embarrassment.

He took off his hat, and his fluffy black hair spread out, sticking to his milky white skin, and the fragrant milk shampoo smelled out.

The hat was very hot from his head, and the temperature would not go away for a while.

Xie Yunmian put his hat on the same warm lunch box.

...Well, there should be nothing missing.

The teleportation blanket folds up the sides of the blanket, wrapping the lunch box and the hat like wings.

White light flashed, and the teleportation blanket, carrying the gift of the gods, disappeared in place, riding the spring breeze to another world.

Xie Yunmian's warm golden eyes reflected this wonderful scene, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Okay, it's amazing."

Gululu said: "This teleportation blanket is very fast, you can now see the little black cub who received the gift in front of the computer."

Xie Yunmian ran to the soft chair like climbing a hill, kicked up it with great effort, then sat on the small pillow, watching the situation of the little black cub on the computer.

Xie Yunmian prayed carefully in his heart.

The little black cub must live, must live...

He didn't want this cute and fluffy cub to die in the cold, windy and snowy day.

Even the first little wish that was carefully made was hidden by the wind and snow.

The little black cub was so cold that he passed out, and after an unknown period of time, it slowly regained consciousness.

"grumble……"

The little black cub struggled to open his frozen eyes and raised his head.

The waterfall-like blizzard did not know when it stopped, only the thin and weak snow wind blew past.

Small snowflakes the size of a grain of rice stained the little black cub's tiny head.

It found that there were not only snowflakes on its body, but also other things.

...is a hat.

The bowl-like fisherman's hat is being buckled upside down on half of its body.

The hat covered by Xie Yunmian exuded a warm temperature.

"grumble……"

The little black cub's big eyes lit up, and it got into the hat uncontrollably, no cub would be able to resist the temptation of warmth.

Just like a cat will get into a cardboard box when it sees it.

pat.

The center of gravity of the hat is unstable, and the cap is turned upside down, becoming a real cloth bowl.

The little black cub retracted its tail and paws, curled up into a plush ball, completely contained itself in it.

The hat with Xie Yunmian's body temperature tightly wrapped the little black cub's frozen body.

As soon as the little black cub nestled into the little hat, it felt a warmth it had never experienced before.

——like the warmth of spring, like the sunshine of winter, like a soft goodnight kiss.

It was more like someone in its desperate coma, passed through the sharp and biting cold wind, and gently caressed its frozen body with warm palms.

"Chi, chi, chi, chi!" The little black cub exclaimed excitedly.

The little black cub smelled the faint aroma of food.

It raised its head and saw a small lunch box next to the hat.

The lid of the lunch box was pushed open, revealing the food inside.

Taro cake, preserved egg and lean meat porridge, corn juice.

A warm white mist floated up from the food, which could not be blown away by the cold wind.

Little black cub Fenfen's little nose moved.

As a dark race, its parents died very early, and no one fed it. It grew up by eating wild grass and tree trunks.

It has never smelled such good food.

The little black cub stretched out his little paw with pink pads, trying to pick up a piece of taro cake, nestled in the hat and ate it slowly.

Suddenly, the little black cub paused.

—Who gave it food?

It inexplicably remembered the wish it had made before it fell into a coma.

— want to live.

want to live...

This is a small wish made by the dying it at the most violent moment of Blizzard.

It thinks that the gods cannot hear.

It doesn't matter if you can't hear it, it is such a weak and useless dark race, it will always die.

But now, the blizzard that would last for a hundred years in the icy abyss miraculously stopped after only a few hours, and only small pieces of snow were falling.

It was supposed to lie frozen on the ice, but now it was wrapped in warmth.

What was placed in front of it was delicious food that it had never seen before.

...Is His Majesty God pitying it?

The answer is obvious.

Except for His Majesty the God, no one can do this, and no one will do this to it.

The little black cub shook his tail lightly, and hugged the taro cake he scooped up from the lunch box tightly.

It took a bite cautiously.

The steamed taro cake is very soft and waxy. The taro paste is sandwiched with diced meat and radish. It melts in the mouth and is full of nutrition. It is very suitable for children to eat.

"Woo, woo chi chi!"

The little black cub opened his eyes wide in an instant, and his figure trembled slightly.

Delicious……

The little black cub hadn't had a full meal for a long time, so he wolfed down the piece of taro cake, not forgetting to lick the shredded taro in the fluff.

It found that the fluff was covered with small teardrops, like crystal clear pearls.

...It didn't know when it cried out.

The reason why the little black cub wanted to cross the icy abyss was because he wanted to go to the other side of the continent and buy some sacrifices to bring back.

Every race will hold a sacrificial ceremony about His Majesty the Creator God on a specific date.

All ethnic groups will wish His Majesty the gods to be safe and happy forever.

At the end of the ceremony, they will make their respective wishes to His Majesty the Creator God.

For example, "I hope the scales of the mermaids will be more beautiful", "The elf god tree will bloom and bear fruit soon", "It would be great if the broken dragon horns of the dragons can regenerate"...

The ceremony is very grand, and will use the wealth and power of the entire race.The sacrificial ceremonies of different races have different styles, but they are all as dazzling as stars.

...The most inconspicuous dark race also has their sacrificial rituals.

Most of the dark clan are cubs, because it is difficult for them to grow into adults, so there are very few adults in the clan.

Cubs naturally have no money and power.

But they will always do their best to hold sacrificial ceremonies.

They will find clean and beautiful stones, build a small stone nest, and put various offerings in it, such as a small flower, a glass of winter snow water, and a green leaf.

The little black cub went to the other side of the mainland, used all his savings, bought a strawberry-flavored candy, and wanted to give it to His Majesty the God as a sacrifice this time.

Dark race, cannot lag behind other races.

Their love for the Creator God is absolutely no less than that of other races!

But... the sacrificial ceremonies they held in previous years were always laughed at by people of other races.

"How could God like these broken stones?"

"You cubs can only chirp, and you can't even make a wish. How could God grant your wish?"

"God is very busy, it has not appeared in ten thousand years, you just give up..."

"God has long forgotten you."

The little black cub recovered from the memories, and opened his eyes wet with tears.

—God has not forgotten it.

Your Majesty is silent and powerful.

He stopped the cold blizzard with a snap of his fingers, and gave it a hat as warm as a stove and steaming food.

His Majesty the God has fulfilled its wish.

It was able to survive.

at the same time.

Xie Yunmian teleported to the little hat in the icy abyss, and was noticed by the nearest dragon lair.

——The gods have come to the world.