The system takes the poor cub to find his father

The crazy and out-of-control beast was wiped out by the spiritual tentacles in the blink of an eye, and a red mist rose around the dense forest.

After losing their target, the tens of millions of strong spiritual threads seemed to sense some mysterious call, and in an instant, they turned around and returned to the little cub sitting on a pile of dead leaves.

When it came into contact with the little cub, the originally sharp thread of mental power magically became extremely soft.

These mental tentacles quickly surrounded the little cub, like a cocoon, weaving into a thick protective layer.

The wind rustled and the roar of the strange beast disappeared without a trace, leaving only a tightly wrapped white cocoon in its place. It was so quiet that it seemed a little unusual.

Tick-tick, Ling Guo could feel the sound of clear water flowing slowly, and the surroundings were so quiet that he could almost hear his own heartbeat. In the dark, he seemed to hear a calling voice, which was vague but full of familiarity.

"Egg...cub?"

"Danzai~" The voice became more and more urgent, with faint sounds of quarreling mixed in.

Ling Guo thought slowly and hard.

Whose voice is this? It sounds so familiar.

Ling Guo's little chest could not help but pound.

Who is it?

The voice seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him, as if it would leave him in this silence forever in the next second.

"No! No, you can't leave Guoguo behind!"

The cocoon wrapped around the cub emitted a soft fluorescent light, as if affected by the strong emotions of its owner, and the thread of mental power was spinning extremely fast.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but in the blink of an eye, the cocoon woven by the spiritual power silk thread slowly became transparent and finally disappeared without a trace.

In Yuri's laboratory, the atmosphere of the entire space seemed to be frozen.

Ling Yi's face was as gloomy as water, and his golden eyes stared unblinkingly at the large white egg in the incubator that was emitting dazzling white light.

Through the thin eggshell, you can vaguely see the figure of the little cub curled up in the big white egg.

His hands were clasped together, and his legs were slightly curled up, looming. The little guy's eyelashes were very long, casting a black curved silhouette on the eggshell. Judging from the outline, he was undoubtedly an extremely delicate baby.

Ling Yi's mind was completely attracted by the small figure.

I couldn't help but think of the little guy curled up in the sea of ​​fire. What did the little cub call himself at that time?

Yes, Guoguo.

Ling Yi called Danzai's name quietly in his heart.

"Guo Guo, Guo Guo."

A spiritual tentacle quietly emerged from the egg in the incubator and carefully reached out.

She tentatively tapped on Ling Yi's tightly clenched fingers at his side.

Ling Yi was startled. He felt as if his fingers touched something and his fingers trembled slightly.

Before he could react, the insatiable mental tentacles saw that Ling Yi had no objection, and then they wrapped around Ling Yi's fingers and moved upwards, soon wrapping around his entire arm.

Ling Yi had a strange feeling, as if his arms were being held lovingly by something. This breath was so familiar, just like the feeling when he was holding the little egg cub in his arms. He tentatively opened his mouth to call out, fearing that he would scare the little egg cub.

"Egg cub?"

The spiritual tentacles became even more excited when they heard the call, and they quickly crawled towards Ling Yi. Faintly, Ling Yi seemed to hear the cub's call in his ears.

"Bear~"

"Woo woo, Dad, don't abandon Guoguo."

Ling Yi stretched out his hand, tried to gently touch the spiritual force tentacles that were attached to his body, and whispered to comfort him:

"I won't abandon Guoguo. I will stay with Guoguo forever."

"I found out! I found out. Little Egg's condition is called mental energy overflow."

Yuri held up a white terminal, looked up in surprise, and shared his discovery with Ling Yi.

"Generally speaking, during the incubation period, when the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness of a cub has not yet fully formed, the excess spiritual power cannot be stored well and will flow out of the body."

"But generally speaking, the mental power won't wander too far away in this situation, and the mental power value won't change so much, right?" Yuri frowned and thought.

"Dan Dan Zai must have replenished too much energy and lost control of his mental power, which is why this happened."

"But the spiritual power nutrient potion only helps the cub grow and promotes the formation of its spiritual sea of ​​consciousness. It acts as a guide for the free spiritual power and will not cause the cub to have an excessive amount of spiritual power."

No, no, there is another possibility. Yuri's eyes widened.

"If that's the case? Then just how terrifying is the mental power level of this kid?" Yuri muttered to himself in shock.

Incredible, simply incredible.

Ling Yi didn't respond to him. Yuri turned his head in confusion.

He only saw Ling Yi, who always had a cold and stern face towards him, now had a gentle expression on his face.

The gentle face seemed to radiate a divine light, his eyes gently gazed at the position of his arms, and his hands kept stroking the air, as if he was holding something in his arms.

What was strange was that, with Ling Yi's comfort, the value that had been soaring was slowly falling...

Ling Yi felt like he was brought into a very wonderful place.

Tick-tick-tick, the sound of running water could be heard all around. In the space filled with black fog, a tightly wrapped cocoon emitting flowing light was particularly eye-catching.

Boom, boom, boom, the thick cocoon is beating like a heart.

"Daddy~Daddy." The clear voice of a baby came out from the thick cocoon.

"Egg?" Ling Yi had an intuition telling him that the egg in the cocoon was his little egg.

Ling Yi stepped forward and unconsciously placed his hand gently on it. It felt warm, like flowing water.

When Ling Yi's hand touched it, the flowing spiritual tentacles seemed to have been touched by a switch and began to tremble with excitement.

A vortex suddenly formed in a certain direction in the black fog, and the spiritual tentacles seemed to encounter some kind of suction force, rapidly shrinking back in that direction.

Soon, the white cocoon formed by the mental tentacles became thinner and thinner, revealing a curled-up, eye-closed, fair and tender little creature inside.

Ling Yi stared blankly at the little cub who suddenly appeared in front of him, his whole body seemed to be frozen.

After a while, he seemed to have regained his breath. He walked forward carefully and held the little cub in his arms. Ling Yi didn't dare to use force, for fear of hurting the little guy, and held the little cub with his arms stiff.

The white and tender little guy seemed to be glowing all over. Before he could take a closer look, his hands suddenly felt empty. Like a flash in the pan, the soft and angelic little guy became transparent and then disappeared.

A feeling of loss welled up in Ling Yi's heart, and he stared blankly at his empty hands.