Interstellar Orphanage Cultivates Bai Ze Cubs to Be Omniscient and Omnipotent

Wenze quickly gained the favor of the space pirates, and his activity range expanded from the cabin to... the cabin and the kitchen.

It seems that only Wenze's food is popular...

The little guy, who wasn't even as tall as the stove, exuded a strong sense of resentment; it was his carelessness.

How can these guys eat so much?! We can't finish cooking! We simply can't finish cooking!!!

There's no time to escape! (Baby's about to throw a tantrum! (／‵Д′)／~ ╧╧)

Hanzo wiped the sauce off his face, and after sensing the tangible resentment, he could no longer suppress his smile. He was merely going with the flow; this kid was still too green, his thoughts were obvious at a glance.

In the end, Wenze followed the space pirates to the sunken land.

Through the porthole, he saw nothingness.

In the sea of ​​stars, hazy, illusory blue-purple bands of light surrounded this strangely shaped planet. These bands of light were actually various asteroid fragments attracted by gravity, as well as all sorts of space debris.

The planet resembled a gigantic, square-shaped moissanite, which shattered in the middle, forming the largest accumulation of the sunken lands.

The space pirates were excited as they approached their destination. Although the sunken land was chaotic and disorderly, it was their harbor, a place they could call home. The people here had their own set of rules for survival.

"Let's go." Hanzo put on a jacket and urged Wenze.

Wen Ze was really unwilling. He was just a little brat, and he was lucky to survive even one day in the Sunken Land.

But he couldn't fight city hall, so he disembarked from the starship.

As soon as they came down, Wenze sneezed several times, and the space pirates scattered to find their own fun. He could only follow Hanzo into the city of the sunken land.

The buildings before me are like trees, all kinds of strangely shaped, a mixture of styles from different eras: the upturned eaves and white walls of ancient Earth, the circular walls and extremely narrow windows of Valley Star, and the various flamboyant sculptures and decorations of Hua Star...

Wen Ze looked up and saw a bright yellow scooter whizz past him, almost hitting him. He looked back, but Hanzo was nowhere to be seen.

Following his heart's desire, he hurried forward, weaving through all sorts of people.

Fortunately, he saw Hanzo's back ahead, so he quickened his pace and followed Hanzo through a maze of turns, eventually entering a deep alley.

As soon as Wen Ze stepped into this place, all sorts of eyes noticed him, and malice whispered in his ear like viscous petroleum tar.

His eyes flashed with a sharp light, and a faint aura of pressure emanated from him, forcing some people back but also arousing the interest of many more.

"Something interesting..."

"Fresh, living flesh and blood, hehehe~"

"A fresh smell... Slurp!"

Wen Ze's face was pale, but he still walked forward resolutely.

"Hey!" The voice repelled the orcs in the shadows. Wenze looked up and saw Hanzo walk over in a few steps: "Why are you walking so slowly! Hurry up."

Wen Ze followed him into a small mansion with a narrow entrance, but a surprisingly spacious interior. They passed through a narrow doorway, and the space opened up before them. The interior was a stark contrast to its dilapidated exterior; it was luxuriously decorated and filled with exotic charm. Colorful tapestries hung on the walls, soft carpets covered the floor, and a faint scent of spices permeated the air.

"Where is this?" Wen Ze asked softly, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

“One of our bases,” Hanzo replied simply, leading Wenze through the hall to a small room.

"You'll be staying here for now." He stretched and pointed to his room. "Call me if you need anything."

"Didn't you say you'd help me notify my family?" Wen Ze's voice was somewhat urgent. Hearing this, Han Zuo gave a short laugh. "Didn't you say you could help me cure my illness?"

"Get healed before you leave."

? ?

Wen Ze was shocked; his reaction at the time clearly showed disbelief!

But he had already given that excuse, so how could he go back on his word and say he couldn't do it? He could only put on a sour face and say, "My family will definitely bring the ransom soon!"

Seeing the cub's confident expression, Hanzo's eyes flickered for a moment before he looked at him with a leisurely air.

So, what's the first step?

Wen Ze saw that the expression on his face didn't seem fake; he was actually seriously searching his memory for any way to alleviate the symptoms.

Hanzo watched the cub deep in thought, thinking it was stumping him, and raised an eyebrow.

You've given yourself away, little guy.

But soon he saw the little guy in front of him earnestly tug at him: "Sit down, cross your legs."

"how?"

"I'll treat your illness."

Wen Ze straightened his posture and taught him the rhythm of breathing. After Han Zuo closed his eyes and exhaled, Wen Ze channeled wood elemental energy into his back.

Hanzo instinctively wanted to attack, but then he heard Wenze's voice: "Feel the path my ability is taking."

What Wen Ze taught him was a health-preserving formula that could nourish the body and alleviate the hidden dangers of the Hanzo gene disease to a certain extent.

Although Hanzo had doubts, he still followed Wenze's instructions. He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and tried to sense the route Wenze had described for his ability to walk.

At first, he only felt a warm power flowing into his back, slowly circulating throughout his body. This power was unlike any he had ever known before; it was not aggressive, but a gentle, healing power.

As time passed, Hanzo began to relax, his body seemingly becoming more at ease under the influence of this power. Following Wenze's instructions, he slowly adjusted his breathing, trying to synchronize it with the force.

He felt the pain and discomfort caused by his genetic disease gradually lessening, and although it didn't completely disappear, it was enough to surprise him.

Wen Ze focused intently on guiding the wood elemental energy through Han Zuo's meridians, ensuring it wouldn't harm Han Zuo while still achieving a healing effect.

After a while, Wen Ze withdrew his power. He felt a little dizzy and sat there for a long time before he recovered.

Hanzo stood up and stretched his body. He could indeed feel the difference; the long-lost sense of ease made him almost forget that he had a genetic disease.

"How...how did you do that?" Hanzo's voice trembled slightly; he had never imagined that such a method could alleviate his pain.

Wen Ze wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This is my special ability. As long as you remember how to use it, you'll be able to achieve the same effect in the future."

"Can it cure my illness?"

"It can alleviate the symptoms," Wen Ze said, not daring to make a guarantee.

Hanzo was silent for a moment, then looked at Wenze deeply and said, "Thank you, little guy. I didn't expect you could actually do it."

Even just relief was something he never dared to hope for.