News also quickly came from the Yun Jing Federation.
"Warden, they said they don't need cubs."
"They don't have any important figures who have lost children there. No one wants this little fox."
The warden's subordinate ran to inform him of this news with some trepidation, fearing he might get angry. However, the warden looked up, a remarkably calm light appearing in his eyes.
"No one wants her?"
"They haven't lost any children—I think the truth is, even if they did lose children, they wouldn't know themselves."
"It seems this cub is indeed very pitiful."
The subordinate of this aloof warden secretly glanced up to observe his warden's expression and sighed silently.
"Yes, yes. This cub is so pitiful. Warden, do you think we should raise her? She hasn't committed any major crimes, and the Cang Hai Empire doesn't seem to plan on paying much attention to this little fox anymore. Warden, let's just raise this little fox. Okay?"
But the man opposite remained unmoved, showing no signs of wavering.
He maintained a cold expression, his voice extremely indifferent, giving off a sternly cold impression.
"Raise this little fox?"
"Who will raise her?"
"You?"
"You patrol the Eighth Prison every day; where would you find the time to look after a little fox? Besides, according to you, if we raise her, are we going to let her out to run wild in this prison and play hide-and-seek with us?"
The subordinate on the opposite side was rendered speechless in an instant.
The warden opposite then raised his hand and tapped the table twice, his voice still incredibly cold.
"I have my own plans for how to handle her."
"Moreover, do you know this little fox can survive the differentiation period?"
Upon mentioning the differentiation period, the subordinate opposite's expression also turned extremely grim.
He gritted his teeth, his voice seeming to carry a hint of pleading at that moment.
"Why don't I go to the interstellar black market to procure some auxiliary drugs for cubs to smoothly pass through their differentiation period? This cub looks so cute; if she can differentiate successfully, she'll definitely become a great beauty."
The man opposite sneered.
"As you wish."
His subordinate rushed to pilot a starship. Time was already late, and the interstellar black market would likely be closing soon, so he had to hurry.
The warden, however, turned around, intending to return to his office.
He couldn't understand why his subordinate was so concerned about that little fox.
It was just a fox.
No one wanted her.
A little thing that would have died anyway.
Why be so concerned?
...
Meanwhile, Lin Muci, confined in the glass enclosure, felt her body burning.
Her head was hazy, and she, or rather, the entire fox, felt as though she was on the verge of losing consciousness at any moment.
So hot... it felt like fire was burning within her body.
She had no idea what was happening; her internal organs felt ignited. She let out faint cries of pain, but they were merely the weak whimpers of a small creature.
Damn it... damn little system!
If it were here.
Would she have to endure such great pain?
The little system could help her block out the pain.
What was happening to her? Was she... going to die so soon?
Was this world going to end so quickly? Tears of blood almost welled up in the little fox's eyes.
The sensors installed on the glass enclosure that enveloped her seemed to instantly sense her pain. The glass enclosure immediately let out a sharp ringing sound. The alarm in the glass enclosure blared, the alarms sounding continuously, reaching far away.
The warden pushed open the door.
He frowned displeasively.
He seemed very annoyed by the frantic alarm.
Then the warden continued to walk forward step by step, opened the glass enclosure, and lifted the little fox out.
The little fox looked at the warden with dazed eyes.
The warden's expression turned slightly cold, and he reached out and flicked the little fox on the head.
"Don't move erratically."
The little fox's temperature was astonishingly high, which was why it had triggered the alarm.
It seemed it had entered its differentiation period.
But why so early? According to normal judgment, it shouldn't have entered its differentiation period at this time.
The warden's brows furrowed again, but the little fox's condition was clearly not good. Tears mists gathered in its eyes, clearly indicating it had already fainted.
The warden said coldly.
"Troublesome."
However, despite his words, his actions were extremely careful. He reached out and wiped away the tears from the corner of the little fox's eyes, then lifted the little fox to examine its condition.
Its breathing had not weakened; at least it wasn't too bad.
It wouldn't die immediately.
But—this little fox did look somewhat different.
Her original form was a silver fox, her fur pure, even possessing a special luster.
Although the luster was dim now, a faint circle of golden fur seemed to have appeared around her neck.
This is—
A sign of evolution?
It was heard that cubs of higher bloodlines had a certain probability of differentiating into higher-level bloodlines upon entering their differentiation period, but this probability was very low.
Moreover, once the bloodline awakened and evolved, the differentiation period would only become more difficult to endure.
This little thing might very well not survive this hurdle.
The warden's tone was filled with disdain.
"Troublesome little thing..."
"Always stirring up trouble."
But even so, he still held the cub and injected a wisp of spiritual energy into her.
Her grayish-white paws seemed to have regained some normal color.
The warden casually placed her on his desk and began to handle his prison work, only injecting a wisp of spiritual energy to maintain her energy when he occasionally remembered.
It was heard that the cub's differentiation period lasted for a very long time.
This was why the warden considered a differentiating cub to be troublesome.
A little thing without parents. He glanced at her with a slightly cold expression, but the communication device suddenly rang.
"Yun Jing Alliance!"
"Five-star Marshal Ji Feng requests communication!"
"Yun Jing Federation Five-star Marshal Ji Feng requests communication, confirm to accept communication?"
This warden, with his stern and resolute face, directly refused without hesitation or second thought!
He was too lazy to listen to the so-called interstellar marshal's rambling right now!
This little fox was on the verge of death; how could he have the mood for insincere pleasantries with these political figures?