Interstellar Orphanage Cultivates Bai Ze Cubs to Be Omniscient and Omnipotent

Wenze returned to the past.

But this time was different; he was able to hear people's voices.

People can be good or evil, and the human heart is unpredictable. Even if Wen Ze knew what the other person was thinking a second ago, the other person's thoughts could change drastically the next second.

The seemingly virtuous immortal realm was completely stripped of its hypocrisy and exposed its true nature of vying for fame and profit because of Wen Ze's supernatural abilities.

These chaotic, dark voices flooded Wen Ze's mind, giving him a splitting headache.

Countless voices whispered in his ears, sometimes gentle, sometimes menacing, making it difficult for him to distinguish truth from falsehood. He closed his eyes, trying to find a moment of peace amidst the chaotic clamor in his mind. But the voices grew even more rampant, like wild beasts unleashed, vying to take over his consciousness.

Wen Ze felt as if he were on an invisible battlefield, surrounded by an invisible tension. He could hear the desires and fears deep within everyone's hearts, these voices surging in like a tide, making it almost impossible for him to discern directions, and he was swept into a sea of ​​desires filled with distracting thoughts.

He was drenched in cold sweat. Wen Ai and Ling Xiao had no other option but to inject him with a calming agent. The only thing Wen Ai and Leng Jin could do was to unleash their supernatural abilities as much as possible.

The sun-kissed scent of bamboo leaves wafted to Wen Ze's nose, injecting a sliver of clarity into his chaotic mind. Wen Ze clenched his fists, trying to concentrate and find a moment of peace amidst his turbulent thoughts. The fragrance of bamboo leaves seemed to be his only refuge; that refreshing aroma was like a clear stream in his chaotic thoughts, allowing him to temporarily escape the cacophony.

Wenze took a deep breath and began trying to control the sounds, rather than being controlled by them. As time went on, he was no longer passively accepting the sounds, but actively choosing and utilizing them. His headache began to lessen, and the sounds were no longer chaotic noise, but rather tools for understanding people's hearts.

In this immortal realm constructed from memories, Wen Ze gradually found a way out. He kept those dark and noisy sounds far behind him. He was still pale, but he was no longer bothered by them, and the pain in his brain gradually subsided.

When he regained consciousness, he saw the helpless faces of the four adults.

"Xiao Ze, how are you feeling?" Wen Ai's heart rose and fell with his; this child always made her worry so much.

As soon as Wen Ze opened his eyes, he felt a white glare in his vision. He rubbed his eyes and looked down to see Leng Fan looking worried: "I'm sorry to have worried everyone."

The monitoring results showed that his condition had returned to normal, but Wen Ai was still worried and asked him to stay in the constant temperature room for one night before making any decisions.

Xiao Liang also breathed a sigh of relief. Wen Ze's appearance just now had scared the snake to death. His face was so pale that all his sleepiness had been scared away.

He rubbed Wen Ze's head and said, "You little rascal, you're really something else. Even your sleep is so thrilling."

Ling Xiao had experiments to conduct, so he went back first, as he was worried about leaving Tao Er alone in the laboratory.

Leng Jin wanted to take Xiao Fan back, but Xiao Fan stubbornly refused to leave, so she had to go back to sleep by herself, since she had class the next day.

Wen Ai sat by the bed, wiping Wen Ze's sweaty hands and feet. A tender warmth filled the room. Seeing that Wen Ze had woken up safely, he felt relieved.

"how do you feel?"

"I had a nightmare," Wen Ze said honestly. Even without using that ability, he could sense the worry emanating from his teacher.

He said a few words, showing great empathy and compassion. Immediately, the person frowned and their hands trembled slightly.

He looked into Wen Ze's eyes with relief, relieved that Wen Ze had survived once again.

Wen Ai didn't realize that the death of that cub had actually left him with some psychological trauma. If Wen Ze were to lose his life at his hands, it was hard to imagine what he would become.

Wen Ze also sensed that something was wrong with Teacher Wen, and he couldn't help but use his ability on Wen Ai, his dark eyes becoming misty.

"Teacher, this isn't your fault..." the little cub nestled in Wen Ai's arms suddenly said. Leng Fan heard this, twitched his ears, and looked puzzled.

Wen Ai, who had been able to maintain her smile, pursed her lips as Wen Ze spoke.

Wen Ze didn't know what to say, and could only keep repeating "It's not your fault." When he read Wen Ai's thoughts, his heart trembled. Teacher Wen is so gentle, yet she has to bear all this. This is not fair!

Leng Fan stared blankly at the two people's inexplicable conversation, feeling anxious, and tugged at Wen Ai's clothes.

Seeing the two kids looking worried (just kidding, Leng Fan was only worried about Wen Ze), Wen Ai forced a smile and said, "These are things the little ones don't need to worry about."

At that moment, green light spots floated in front of her, and for some reason, Wen Ai felt a surge of energy flowing into her weary soul.

When he came to his senses, he spoke sternly to Wen Ze for the first time: "Wen Ze, stop!"

Before him stood a stubborn cub, and he spared no effort in using his wood elemental power to make Wen Ai as comfortable as possible.

"Stop, I'm fine."

Wen Ai gently put him down, revealing her usual gentle demeanor. The fragrance of bamboo leaves enveloped Wen Ze, allowing this stubborn little guy to relax.

However, Wen Ai herself is prone to overthinking and has no right to criticize Xiao Ze.

"Teacher Wen, are you alright?"

"Yes, teacher is alright now." Meeting Wen Ze's stubborn eyes, Wen Ai smiled and ruffled his hair. "Why don't you sleep a little longer? Teacher and Xiao Fan will stay with you."

"Everything will be fine after a good night's sleep."

Amidst the gentle, warm voice, Wenze gradually drifted off to sleep again, his breathing becoming even and steady.

Have a good night's sleep.

The first rays of morning sunlight shone gently through the gap in the curtains onto Wenze's face.

He stretched and felt an unprecedented sense of ease and comfort.

"Good morning, Xiaoze." A gentle voice came from the bedside. He was sitting in a chair with a book in his hand, and it looked like he had been sitting there for a while.

Wen Ze rubbed his eyes and smiled as he replied, "Good morning, Teacher Wen."

"How did you sleep?" Wen Ai asked with concern.

“I slept very well,” Wen Ze replied. He didn’t even dream.

"Breakfast is ready, come and have some."

Wen Ze's eyes lit up, but when he saw the special nutritional supplements for the cubs, he wanted to sigh.

Weakened, he became picky about food and missed fresh, juicy tomatoes.

When will we be able to eat natural plants without restraint?

As he drank the bland nutrient solution, he thought of the plant corner and his heart was filled with ambition.

We absolutely must acquire another piece of land!!

After breakfast, Wen Ai gave him a thorough examination but found nothing wrong.

Wen Ze opened his mouth, but ultimately chose to keep it a secret.

It seems that the orcs here don't inherit bloodline talents; at most, they can activate special abilities. The ability he activated last night is destined to make him an anomaly here.

Before becoming strong, it's best to lie low for now. Wen Ze opened his mouth and barked a few times.