Countless light-years away from the Eighth Prison.
A small rabbit leaped onto the man's leg and spoke in a panicked voice.
"Please, save my master!"
"Master is locked up in that prison, they'll surely torture him! Wuwuwu, my poor master... aren't you going to help?"
The little rabbit was practically muttering earnestly!
Hearing the little rabbit speak like this, the man looked up at the cute yet flustered little rabbit. He chuckled softly, then reached out and picked up the rabbit.
The little rabbit was suddenly lifted by the man.
With its four paws in the air, the rabbit began to flail wildly. It stared at the man opposite it, who said,
"What are you fussing about? She won't die."
"With Ling Qianhe there, you're worried your master will die?"
The little rabbit paused, its voice still sounding aggrieved.
"But... but..."
The little rabbit didn't know what else to say, its voice stammering.
"But..."
"Even if Master won't die, Ling Qianhe can't even recognize Master right now, can he?"
"And this world is too dangerous for Master."
The man opposite frowned, turning his head to look out the window!
Their location was an enormous spaceship, and it was currently traversing the asteroid belt above. The spaceship cut through the sky, the asteroid belt overhead emitting a brilliant glow.
Even the noisy little rabbit was stunned.
"So... beautiful."
This noisy little rabbit was completely mesmerized by the scene before it. Countless planetary fragments streaked past the edge of the spaceship. It pressed itself against the window, peeking out at the view.
The man then spoke.
"It seems the intensity of interstellar warfare has increased again."
"This is already the edge of the Yun Jing Federation."
"That man intends to annihilate them."
"And the Cang Hai Empire cannot hold out much longer."
"After all, how can an aging and decaying empire compare to a new, rising federation?"
The rabbit, however, was a bit puzzled.
"Sir... what are you saying? What does this have to do with us, what does it have to do with Master?"
The person opposite chuckled, his tone extremely gentle.
"It has a great deal to do with her, of course."
"But this is not something we should be discussing now."
"Let's go."
He reached out and stroked the rabbit's fluffy ear. The rabbit, whose ears had been drooping, instantly became excited. It looked up at the person before it and asked him with great enthusiasm,
"Are we going to save Host Master?"
The other party gave her a negative answer.
"No. We are not going to save her. We are going to a new star system."
"To understand why Lin Mu Ci and Ling Qianhe in the real world, why that world could not be manipulated—we might find the answer here."
"We need to go to the First Cosmic Control Center located in the core sector, and then find the planet they are on."
"Let's go."
The little rabbit looked up, a mixture of eagerness and panic.
"But—but then..."
The little rabbit's voice sounded aggrieved.
"But then, who will save my Master, who will help my Master?"
"We can't do this, we can't just leave like this."
However, the person opposite directly reached out and covered the little rabbit's eyes. Then he chuckled, his voice extremely low, making it seem like it was buzzing in her mind.
"Oh?"
"You don't think so?"
"Don't worry so much."
"She will be fine."
"If you are going to worry, you might as well worry about yourself."
...
Lin Mu Ci was indeed fine.
Although she was hungry for a day, she was fed delicious warm milk the next day.
She sipped the milk little by little, and the man opposite watched her expressionlessly. He saw a small ring of fur around her mouth wet with milk, and reached out, gently rubbing her lips.
The little fox looked up, her expression dazed.
"Huh?"
"What's wrong?"
The little fox tilted her head, her eyes filled with innocence and confusion. The man opposite chuckled softly and continued to touch the corners of her mouth, his tone devoid of any emotion.
"Truly a troublesome little thing."
The little fox still looked at the man before her, confused.
Why was Ling Qianhe acting like this? Had he taken the wrong medicine?
The Prison Chief's palm leisurely stroked the little fox's fur, a hint of amusement in his voice.
"I wonder—"
"What you would be like if you entered your differentiation period?"
She was a little puzzled. Differentiation period...?
What did that mean? But judging by his tone, it seemed she would change her appearance if she entered her differentiation period?
Perhaps, if she entered her differentiation period, she could become human.
Thinking this, the little fox became instantly excited. She almost immediately thumped her little paws twice, but the Prison Chief continued,
"However, you might not successfully differentiate."
"The differentiation period for cubs is the most dangerous. It usually requires the protection of elders from their own family. The higher the bloodline of a cub, the greater the possibility of bursting from the pain of differentiation."
"You don't look like you can survive the differentiation period."
"I know you can understand me."
"So, are you scared?"
He wanted to see the little fox in a state of panic.
He wanted to see the little fox so scared that she rolled on the ground, curled up in a corner, and wept.
He had seen prisoners break down and cry in prison.
He thought this silver fox must be very, very scared.
But unexpectedly, the silver fox looked up at the Prison Chief and asked him,
"Can you help me then?"
Her gaze was incredibly pure, her bright eyes looking directly at the Prison Chief, earnestly asking him,
"Can you make me not die?"
She even stuck out her tender pink tongue, licking the Prison Chief's palm pitifully and earnestly. The Prison Chief, stared at by her, suddenly frowned!
This...
This shameless prisoner!
How dare she try to seduce him?
Did she think he would soften?
He grabbed her by the neck and threw her in.
"You're dreaming."
The little fox showed no sign of discouragement. Instead, after the cold-faced Prison Chief turned away, she let out a few cautious whimpers.
"I want milk tomorrow too!"
"You must remember to feed me."
The Prison Chief's face was stern. Such a tiny fox, she really knew how to dream! Wanting him to feed her milk... impossible!
Tomorrow he would have his subordinates feed her. Such a tiny fox, who did she think she could threaten?