Being a bug in a survival game

On a sunny afternoon, all the friends from the Sunshine Welfare Home gathered in the backyard to play.

In the corner of the sand pile, a four-year-old baby was sitting on the sand, holding a sand shoveling tool in his two fleshy little hands, playing alone and having a great time.

Under the big tree not far away, several little boys and girls who were old enough to go to junior high school gathered together, and their eyes glanced at the baby from time to time.

"This is the third time Xiaoyu's adoption has failed this year. It's really a waste of places..."

"I can't help it. Who told me to be cute and lovable? It's the signature of the courtyard..."

"But it's not like I haven't been adopted successfully once. I heard from the nurse aunt that Xiaoyu is a disaster star, and whoever adopts him will be unlucky."

"Then why is she still in our courtyard? She feels like she is holding us back."

"That's right, if it weren't for her, maybe we would have been adopted long ago..."

"..."

yes.

If there is no such disaster star, then their luck will become better, and then parents will come to adopt them.

This idea is like a magical seed, deeply rooted in the hearts of several people, and growing wildly and uncontrollably.

A few days later.

While all the adults in the courtyard were resting, several children secretly went to find the baby.

"Xiaoyu, let's play a hide-and-seek game."

As soon as the baby heard that someone wanted to play with her, a sweet smile suddenly appeared on her little face, she clapped her fleshy little hands and said with some difficulty in pronouncing: "Good duck, good duck~"

"Then let's blindfold you first and take you to a place. Then when the game starts, you count a hundred and start looking for us." One of the little girls told the rules seriously.

"Yeah~" Milky Baby nodded: "Then if we play games together, we will be good friends~"

"Yes, yes." Several people responded perfunctorily.

The baby took it seriously, with bright eyes.

She stood quietly and obediently, waiting for one of them to tie her eyes with a cloth.

Then, one of the tallest boys picked up the baby and they ran out towards the back door.

After leaving the orphanage, several people left the baby in a small park several blocks away from the orphanage.

"Xiaoyu, you can start counting. Remember to count to one hundred."

"Okay~"

Sitting on the grass in the park, the baby said in a crisp voice: "1, 2, 3..."

In my ears, I heard the sound of several people leaving in a hurry.

After waiting for half a minute, the baby didn't even count to one hundred, but he didn't hear any movement, so he secretly took off the cloth.

But the environment in front of him was extremely unfamiliar.

The baby has never left the orphanage.

"Where...is this place? Where is my good friend hiding?" The baby bit her hand, her eyes slightly confused.

"Kid, are you here alone? Where are your parents?" At this time, a strange uncle came over.

The baby bit her hand. Suddenly, she lowered her head and looked at her shrunken body: "He's dead."

"What?" The uncle was a little confused, and then he reached out to the baby without caring about anything: "Come on, uncle, let's take you home."

"Uncle, my parents are dead, and something happened to my adoptive parents. Are you sure you want to take me away?" Milk Baby's tone is still innocent, but the childishness has disappeared.

The words fell.

Sudden--

The space in front of him began to become distorted. The strange uncle who originally looked like a human was no longer human, leaving only an illusory skeleton-like body, still roaring at the baby.

"Uncle, the little fairy is not a disaster. The little fairy is here to save the world." The baby raised her head and spoke in a serious tone.

As he finished speaking, a burst of white light emerged from the baby's body, and it began to grow in size like a balloon.