The world is broken, the cubs mend it

The little guy at the side had half of his head stuffed into the box, and his two little hands were rummaging around in it, taking out a photo frame.

Above is the young Phelps and his second wife, as well as his eldest son and two younger daughters. Standing in the center is four-year-old Yuga.

"this is me!"

Yuanyuan lay on the soft bed, pointing at the child in the middle, who looked exactly like her.

"This is Yuga when he was a child. You two are simply cut from the same mold."

Phelps saw him pointing at the child in the photo frame, sadness revealed in his cloudy eyes, and he thought of his wife and children who had passed away young.

"It's not me?" Yuanyuan pouted while holding the photo frame, pointing at the person on the far left and asking, "Is this grandpa?"

The grandfather in the picture frame didn’t have as white hair as he does now, but he wasn’t young either, and the traces of time on his face were easily discernible.

“Yes, this is me…”

Phelps stroked the frame gently, then took the bracelet in his hand and wrapped it around the child's arm.

The wide bracelet shrank instantly, fitting the child's white wrist, and the two green gem eyes of the snake head seemed to come alive.

"Do you like it? This is my gift to you."

"like!"

Yuanyuan looked at the bracelet on her hand with curiosity. The carved scales on it were lifelike and felt cool against her skin.

"Father, what are you talking about?"

After cleaning up the kitchen, Yuga leaned against the door, his eyes falling on the child's wrist. He remembered the silver bracelet very clearly.

"This is your weapon...you..."

This snake-shaped curved blade is my father's personal weapon. It has accompanied my father for hundreds of years and is a top-quality treasure.

He remembered that when he was a child, he was ignorant and foolishly asked his father if he could give this to him after he died.

Not only did he not get the weapon, he was also slapped twice on the buttocks.

However, after he turned fifteen, his father found him this thunder blade, which was highly compatible with his supernatural powers, so he no longer cared about this curved blade.

"There's no use for me to keep it, so giving it to my children is a way of passing it on."

Phelps had thought about passing it down to his descendants a long time ago. All high-quality weapons have spirituality. If it can be worn properly on a child's wrist, it means that it recognizes the new owner.

"I was thinking of giving my weapon to the baby after I die."

Yuga's nose suddenly felt sore for some reason. He didn't mind his father passing on the weapon to his child, he just didn't want it to happen so quickly.

The life span of people with special powers is about 500 years, and my father is now in his twilight years.

"Then Yuanyuan may have to wait until she's old to get it."

"maybe…"

"Yuga!!"

Phelps' voice suddenly became serious, and his old voice was filled with an unyielding majesty.

"You are the new hope, don't say such discouraging words."

"Yes! Father!"

Yuga's words slipped on the spur of the moment, but aren't they living a precarious life now?

His outward optimism masks his inner pessimism, and he cannot show his decadent side in front of outsiders.

If even he is so pessimistic, how can he inspire hope in those who follow him?

"Father won't die!"

Yuanyuan ran to the bed and jumped, falling steadily into his father's arms, patting his arm with his fluffy tail.

"Good night, father. We are going back first."

Before leaving, Yuga asked the soldiers on guard outside to take good care of his father. Just now he had a feeling of anxiety and fear.

He shook his head to get rid of the strange feeling in his heart, and rubbed his face against the child's head.

The little guy's head smelled sweet, and his hair was soft and fluffy, a light fragrance unique to animals, which made him feel at ease.

"Father, are you unhappy?"

Yuanyuan straightened his neck. His father's head was too heavy and was about to crush the child's neck.

After leaving grandpa, the smile on dad's face disappeared.

"You obviously can't speak the language here, so why can you understand me?"

Having kept this question in his mind for a long time, Yuga couldn't help but ask it. Unfortunately, even if the child answered him, he wouldn't understand.

Who would have thought that there was a rabbit that could interpret simultaneously in the child's head.

007 did not translate this sentence, because he could foresee the end of his life of being stabbed in the back.

It has almost forgotten what it used to do.

Anyway, it wasn't used to do this.

Rabbit did not translate for Yuanyuan. Yuanyuan didn’t know what his father said, so he could only raise his hand and touch his face.

"happy…"

She wanted to make her dad happy, which was the word her dad had taught her before.

"You're trying to cheer me up, aren't you?"

Yuga understood what the child said, and his big hand grasped her fleshy wrist, with the snake-shaped bracelet quietly coiled around it.

The little guy nodded vigorously, and his ears twitched twice.

It was pitch black all around, and the dark night was like spilled ink. If they did not have powerful night vision, they would be lost in this endless darkness.

Yuga moved quickly with the child in his arms, leaving a trail of shadow in the dark night.

Yuanyuan buried her head in her father's neck, the sound of wind whistling past her ears, and her ears were blown back by the wind.

She didn’t know if it was an illusion, but she saw the emerald on her wrist light up for a moment and then disappear in an instant.

After returning home, Yuga filled the bathroom with water, tested the temperature, peeled the child clean and put him in the water.

The little guy's fluffy tail became a thin strip after being wetted by the water. She stood up and held the tail to squeeze out the water.

"Father, my tail has shrunk..."

Yuanyuan's mouth was almost drooping to the ground. She really didn't like taking a bath anymore.

"Don't worry baby, just wash and blow dry, and you'll be a sweet-smelling little wolf again."

Yuga knew what the child was talking about, because it was not the first time that she hugged her tail in such sadness.

There's no way around it. A furry little cub like her will lose its appearance dramatically once it's completely wet.

But when she grows up and becomes stronger, this won’t be the case anymore. She will still look majestic even when she gets wet.

After taking a bath, the little one wrapped herself in a bath towel and went to find a hair dryer by herself. She lifted her tail and asked her father to restore her tail to its original shape immediately.

Yuanyuan didn’t even have time to eat the lollipop bought yesterday. While supervising her father blowing the tail, she stuffed a strawberry-flavored candy in her mouth.

She wanted to eat the rose-shaped candy, but her father said she had to brush her teeth soon, and she couldn't finish such a big lollipop in ten minutes.

The warm air from the hair dryer blew on the tail, and a blue wolf hair suddenly floated over, followed by two, three, and four.

"what!"

Yuanyuan turned around nervously and hugged her tail, only to find that her fur was flying everywhere.

"What's wrong? Is the temperature too high?"

Yuga put his hand on the air outlet to test the temperature, worried that the temperature was too high and would burn the child.