Interstellar Orphanage Cultivates Bai Ze Cubs to Be Omniscient and Omnipotent

The wind was so strong that you couldn't open your eyes; all your senses were focused on the rapidly rushing air around you, feeling the refreshing coolness and the slight stimulation on your skin.

The wind was so strong that no one could open their mouths, until they heard a loud cry, and Wenze and the others shouted out as well—

"what--!"

Although the air is thin at an altitude of 10,000 meters, the wind speed is sufficient to provide you with the necessary oxygen. The eagle's flight became stable, and Wenze opened his eyes.

All around, it was like a vast blue ocean, with clouds rolling and swirling beneath my feet, resembling both turbulent waves and pristine white expanse. Sunlight streamed through gaps in the clouds, casting golden beams that adorned the sky with a dreamlike quality.

Wen Ze took a deep breath, the feeling of freshness and freedom invigorating him. He gazed into the distance, the horizon gradually blurring in his vision, the boundary between heaven and earth becoming less distinct. He felt as if he had merged with the world, all his worries and constraints carried away by the wind.

Xiao Li spread his wings on the back of the eagle, experiencing a sensation completely different from low-altitude flight.

"Little guys, want something a little more exciting?" the eagle said, seeing that they were adapting well.

"Of course!" Xiao Li was eager to try.

"What? Wait a minute! Aaaaaah!" The next second, Wenze and the others were flipped 360 degrees by the divine eagle. Their screams echoed in the sky. Their bodies spun with the eagle's flip, and the whole world spun upside down before their eyes. Clouds, sky, sunlight—everything became chaotic in an instant. This feeling of weightlessness was both exciting and terrifying. Wenze tightly closed his eyes, not daring to look around.

"Ah—!" Xiao Li was different. She shouted loudly, and the red feathers on her body shimmered beautifully in the sunlight.

The eagle completed its flip and then resumed its flight posture. Wenze slowly opened his eyes and found himself still sitting steadily on the eagle's back. The tension and fear in his heart were gradually replaced by excitement and exhilaration.

"That was so exciting!" he exclaimed, a smile of excitement spreading across his face.

"How about it, little guys? Want to do it again?" The eagle's voice carried a hint of mischief.

"No, no, once is enough!" Wen Ze hurriedly waved his hand. Although he liked excitement, this level of reversal was still a bit too much for him.

Xiao Li, however, was still eager for more: "One more time! I haven't flown enough yet!"

The eagle let out a joyful cry, seemingly pleased with Xiao Li's courage. It began to circle in the air, preparing for its next aerobatic flight.

Wen Ze gripped the eagle's feathers tightly. Although he felt a little apprehensive, he didn't want to miss this rare experience. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and prepared for his next flight.

The eagle's speed gradually increased, the wind whistling past their ears, and Wen Ze and Xiao Li's hearts pounded accordingly. They knew this would be an unforgettable adventure, and they were bravely soaring through this vast sky.

Such fearlessness, such freedom—amidst the howling and violent pounding of his heart, Wenze seemed to understand some of the meaning of the wind.

Although his legs were still weak when he got down.

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O'An ultimately finished sixteenth, and another cub with the surname O' also achieved a top-five finish. Their silent flight was remembered by many, as the barn owl orcs had previously used this tactic to successfully relay battle reports and save the lives of many orc soldiers.

However, this result reassured Mr. and Mrs. Ou Ming, and they agreed that Ou An could go to the flying competition with his classmates from Baiwen Orphanage for the next few days. The cubs preferred to watch the interesting cliff gliding competition, while the adult orcs were more interested in the plains leaping competition where speed was the deciding factor.

There were significantly more adult orcs competing than cubs, making the competition more exciting and dangerous. The White Dove Rescue Team worked around the clock to rescue people, but soon ran out of manpower and had to ask the staff of the Flying Competition to temporarily assist. A familiar figure was among them, responsible for carrying the wounded.

She changed into a white coat, wore a mask, and wrapped herself up completely, silently moving patients. The person in charge kept giving instructions: "You, go and move that one hanging from the tree down..."

Umir looked at the contestant who had crashed into a tree branch and was unconscious, paused for a moment, and replied under the urging of the person in charge, "I can't fly up."

The person in charge was working at lightning speed when he suddenly heard this: "What did you say?"

“I said, I can’t fly up!” Umir closed his eyes and repeated.

“…Then go over there, Kemi, and bring the athletes down from the tree.” The person in charge hesitated for a moment, then quickly redistributed the manpower.

Umir lifted a white crane up and walked towards the infirmary.

Only after the competition ended were they able to catch their breath. Umir, covered in feathers from other birds, stared blankly at the busy white doves.

That day, she was sent to White Dove Medical Center, but she never flew again.

Umir received his due reward and strolled leisurely toward the supply point, only to witness an unforgettable scene along the path:

In the dense forest, countless leaves swirled around Wenze, rising and falling with an indescribable rhythm. Umir watched intently, as if the leaves were alive, dancing with Wenze's movements, sometimes soaring high and sometimes slowly descending, repeating in this cycle, as if performing a unique and mysterious dance.

Finally, Fei Ye lifted Wen Ze's body and slowly floated him into the air.

Umir stared wide-eyed, mesmerized.

Just then, Wenze seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head, his gaze meeting Umir's.

However, due to this sudden distraction, Wen Ze's originally stable body suddenly lost its balance, and like a kite with a broken string, he fell straight to the ground.

Seeing this, Umir's heart tightened, and he rushed over to meet him.

Wen Ze bumped into her, and she let out a muffled groan, aggravating her old injury.

Wen Ze was still in shock, his heart pounding, when he recognized the woman in front of him as the older sister he had met before.

After calming his breathing, he said, "Thank you."

Umir gently pushed him away, but couldn't help asking, "How did you do that?"

Wenze blinked, picked up a leaf and handed it to Umir. "This is my special ability. I can control plants. Isn't it interesting?" The leaf swayed gently in front of Umir.

Umir took the leaf, lowered his head, and gently stroked it, his eyes filled with undisguised disappointment.

"It seems you've found a way to fly."