When Chaoying meets Little Siren

Before he finished speaking, he heard a voice following him, a whimper sounding in the darkness.

The sound of whining was not enough. He didn't hear a response, so he followed up nervously with a whimper, stretched out a paw and stepped on the ground, making a tiny "da".

But there was only that sound, and she didn't come closer.

"Little Krypton?" Carl lowered his voice subconsciously: "Is that you?"

Even though he lost most of his super hearing, he can still hear the obvious rapid breathing of the other party in this quiet world.

"Are you afraid? Good boy, come here." He called out, and the shadow had already begun to flow towards the place where the sound came from.

The little white dog whined, still remembering that someone had told her to stay away, and wanted to turn around and leave, but he didn't have the guts to run away like that bastard.

No matter which world or city it is in, the night is not so dark—like a black hole that can swallow up all the light.

She was afraid.

The touch of that shadow even made her scream, jumping far away, baring her teeth at it in fear and fear.

Hearing the undisguised cry, Karl sighed, and simply let the shadow roll it into a ball and send it to his eyes. The black ball opened in front of him, and the hairy, trembling ball quietly huddled itself in the shadow The palm of the paw.

The frightened paw was also helpless, so he had to tilt a little arc to let the furry ball roll down the slope to Karl's leg.

"You're safe." He moved his legs, feeling the warm, tickling little creature panting and shivering on his legs.

It took a long time before the ball tentatively stretched itself out, stepped on the soft floor under its feet, and groaned in confusion and vigilance.

Then she stretched out her front paw towards the source of the sound, touched the "wall" blocking her with the soft pad, and let out a soft cry.

For some reason, this light and harmless touch on his lower abdomen suddenly made him relax.

This ease did not last long.

His shadowy claws prowling the surface lurk around the firelight, and the red hood of the other world calls his name to the darkness: "Kal-El."

The Shadow Claw hibernates because of this name, and the man knows that he is calling it right, and he continued: "Are you interested in cooperating?"

It was already evening when Val woke up again. She finally felt a little hungry and wanted to get up, but found something warm and fluffy in her arms.

She looked down and found that it was a black ball the size of a basketball, undulating slightly in her arms.

……living?

She gasped, moved her body, the fur ball lost its heat source, shook her body, and rubbed in her direction again.

So she followed suit.

As if finally realizing that his backer had moved, the hairball grunted, stood up tremblingly with two slender short paws, opened the eye that took up half the size of its body, and saw her , chirping excitedly at her.

"!!!" Weier's eyes widened.

The little fur ball also looked at her, fluttered its small wings that were completely disproportionate to its body, chirped again, threw itself into her arms, and rubbed its furry head against her.

The little girl was flipped over and giggled. Its whole ball was soft, and it rubbed against her like a warm plush toy.

When the two children were making a fuss, Jason came over slowly, holding a bowl of hot broth in his hand.

"You will be responsible for its food in the future," he said.

After smelling the aroma of food, Wei Er covered her stomach and realized that she was very hungry.

She accepted the bowl of broth obediently, and took a sip first, the little black ball eagerly chirped at her and rubbed its head against her leg.

"Don't pay attention to it, it doesn't know how to eat meat." Jason couldn't stand the anxious eyes of the two children, and explained dryly.

"Chirp!" The little black ball yelled in protest, and with difficulty maintained its puffy state, it rolled and pecked up the little girl's leg. As soon as the whole ball sank, it squatted on her lap.

Well, the little girl was "forced" to eat alone.

After taking a few mouthfuls of hot food, her whole body began to feel warm, so she recovered and handed the wooden bowl back, finally being able to focus all her attention on the little black ball as she wished.

"Who is it?" She carefully held the little furry black ball in her hand and asked.

"It hatched from that egg." He said, grabbed a handful of something from his pocket, put his fist in the air, and Val cupped her hands under his fist to catch it, and a handful of seeds fell into her palm.

To the little black ball, those seeds are more attractive than broth.It tweeted eagerly, tipped its paws, blinked its big eyes, and stared at the handful of seeds, but because its body was too big and its paws were too small, one of them would fall to the side if it didn't stand still, Weier He hastily put his arms down, letting his arms block its chubby body.

It did exactly what it wanted, stretching its neck with difficulty—a move that might be more properly interpreted as a raised head, given that it was so round it seemed neckless—and resting its lavender beak on the palm of her hand. .

Given the height of its beak and the length of its legs, it's a lot of work to do.

It's a pity that even though its beak has been placed on the small canteen, and the fragrant food is right next to its mouth, it has no way to open its mouth when the lower beak is blocked, and can only chirp twice in a daze and helplessly. .

It's really pathetic.

Val took advantage of the situation and put her hand on her lap. The head and eyes of the little tall bird closely followed her palm, and it couldn't wait to peck.

"Aww." Weier cried out in pain, subconsciously curling up her fingers.Its beak was young, but as their only weapon, the tall bird's beak had been sharp since childhood, and it pecked at her.

Jason frowned, and was about to lift the little tall bird down. Hearing her voice, the little tall bird looked back at her, and then at her palm. And the middle of the white seeds is a little conspicuous.

Maybe it was genes, maybe it was instinct, the little tall bird chirped, tilted its head, and used the side of its beak to pick up the seeds.

"It's a gentle ball." Wei Er said softly, her voice full of love.

The little pain was quickly covered by the cool touch of the side beak.

"Can it be with me?" Ver squeezed Kong Kong's palm and asked Jason.The little black ball was still resting its beak on her hand, and its small wings on the back of her hand. It was still looking for some delicious food, but when it finally confirmed that the food was gone, it let out a disappointed cry.

Weier couldn't help laughing again, and withdrew her hand to hug the hairball.

cannot.Jason should have said so.

He reached a cooperation with another Superman, who promised to help him find the portal, and what he needs to do is to reach the portal and kill Charlie who will definitely notice his arrival and rush over.

Their exchange went so well, the Superman agreed as if he had no idea of ​​their opposing positions, and he was even prepared for this to be a trap.

But even if it was a trap, he had to try it.After all, apart from this path, how else could he dig out a portal from a completely strange world?

This is already the fifth day in this world.If the rules of balance fall on the child, then she has only fifteen days left.

Fifteen days would not be too long a period of time. Even assuming that her sleeping time would not increase any longer, according to the current situation that she slept for nearly two days, she would only be awake for about three or four days.

He didn't know if she would stay awake because of it, and if he returned to their world, these effects would gradually disappear.

Their time is extremely tight, and it is unlikely that they will take another cub who will drag their feet on the road.

The little tall bird looked at the two people, chirping ignorantly, fluttering its wings vigorously after eating and drinking, and wanted to climb high and look far away, so Weier let it stand on his hand and held it up. tall.

Would it be better to let this pup out in nature than to take it away?

A voice calmly and affirmatively told Jason: No.It is too weak, without the leadership of the elders in the group, it will die outside, this is the law of nature, the weak eat the strong, how many days do you think this soft black ball can live?

Jason buried his face in his palms and sighed.

They brought it into this world after all.

"Okay, then take it."

On the other side of the world, a white light flashed in the sky.

The spider on the side hissed, its eyes locked on the unusual thing, its pincers tensed, and it was about to explode.

The white light expanded in the air, and two people walked out of it.

"Wow, it's really... wow." One of the young men exclaimed, and before the spider pounced on him, he took out a short stick and hit it hard in the middle of the skull. The spider twitched and opened its mouth reluctantly. , another short stick took the opportunity to plunge into its mouth and nail it to the ground.

Its chelicerae twitched and stopped moving.

"It's really hard." The young man muttered, pulled out the short stick, and shook the slurry on it in disgust.

"Be careful," said another. "It's not sure if the "weakening" that Constantin said has any effect on the higher data within the limit of human physical fitness."

That's why only the two of them came.Instead of letting his colleagues with superpowers come over and be "weakened" without knowing what abilities to balance, it's better for ordinary people like them without superpowers to come and test the water first.

"Are you boasting? B?" The young man teased, put away the short stick, and looked at the huge cocoon.

Batman glanced at him, pursed his lips, and remained silent.He took out an instrument from his universal belt, and looked at a small red dot that finally lit up on it.

"This way," he said.