Fang Rong was a little pity, he hugged the little guy tighter, and sewed a cloth bag because of work, which could fix him on his chest, thick clothes blocked the wind and rain outside, and sometimes he could hear his faint heartbeat when he sweated from work.

Sweating means that it is very hot, the body temperature rises, and the little one can also get benefits, and the little body will stretch out to resist his big fireball.

The body temperature of an adult is still too high for a child, his face will be red when he is uncomfortable, and his face that has not yet faded off the folds looks extremely ugly, so he is used to seeing it.

This is not the first time he has rescued small lives, and before that, he has also saved a lot of small lives that are particularly weak and have very poor abilities, but unfortunately those guys are not very competitive.

Eighty-six percent of his relatives did not admit it, ten percent died in battle, and ten percent are still moving bricks, and swearing to support him in the future, although it seems that there is little hope, but he is still very happy, but his efforts are not in vain.

He wasn't too kind to save these little guys, he just wanted his job to be simpler.

Because both humans and animals have a minimum sense of gratitude, if you are good to him, he will also be good to you, which is why his partner has changed one after another only he has not been replaced, Fang Rong is very content.

The body of the mutant grows quickly, and the growth period can be completed in three years, and they will be sent to the battlefield to fight in the mature stage, and very few can survive, if they are injured, they will be brushed down, and the people behind will make up for it, they have no security after retirement, and it is difficult to find a job, some are moving bricks, and some are unwilling to be lonely to make a small ninety-nine, and the high-level has always regarded them as fire and water.

Because the growth period is short, they need a lot of nutrients, and the food they are fed is also measured in buckets, like one bucket and two barrels, and some special living habits should also be paid attention to, such as whether the fire can eat water attribute things, and getting it wrong will cause them gastrointestinal discomfort, and they will get sick.

Fang Rong was running around for their food every day, and he was tired from three meals a day, so most of the mutants were very lazy and slept when they were full, and he didn't need to worry about it.

It's just that the little guy is a little troublesome, because he is small, he eats very little, but he will be hungry for a while, and he has to feed it every once in a while.

Especially now, when it's just noon, when he's busy, he doesn't have time to take care of the little one when he's done.

Obviously, he had been hungry for a long time, groping for food on Fang Rong's chest, the soft skin on the surface was pressed against his chest from time to time, and the touch was quite good.

Fang Rong Lounge has a full set of things to take care of the little guy, which was left by the previous batch of little guys, because this little guy was always rejected by his brothers and sisters and couldn't eat, so he took it out to take care of it.

This little guy is much easier to raise than the above batch, and he can be called the best one, as long as he smells the fragrance, he rubs it on his chest, and his favorite drink is milk, and his favorite food is rice cereal.

Rice cereal is artificial rice, and it doesn't taste much better, but he eats it very well, probably because he has no teeth, and half of it will always leak half of it, so he needs Fang Rong to take a spoon and then stuff it back into his mouth from time to time.

Taking care of a child is a wonderful thing, and Fang Rong likes to make it a normal pleasure, and it feels as if he has a child to worry about.

And this son doesn't cry or make trouble, he is very easy to raise, and he is also teased, although he is too ugly, but the soft appearance of the powder still gives him a little points, at least he won't be unbearable.

At first glance, it looks like a mouse cub, with a thick tail, a row of cervical vertebrae on its back, which are connected to the skull and up to the tail, which is very obvious, like the pillar of the whole skeleton, and there is also a bone spur in the middle of the forehead, which happens to grow in the middle, aimed at the center of the eyebrows, and the other eyes are eyes, and the nose is the nose.

Hands and feet are normal, can be contracted, grasp a little weightless thing, just like a child, but the nails are very long, Fang Rong heard that the child's nails can't be cut, so he let it go, originally he was quite lazy, lazy to cut.

"Would you like to give you a name?" Fang Rong was teasing his brothers and sisters, he had five brothers and sisters, all of them were fat and fat, pure white, with fluffy pubescence on the wings on their backs, and they looked particularly cute.

"Is it biological?" His tone was full of teasing, amusing the little one who had just fallen asleep after eating.

"The last name must be with me, but what's the name?" Fang Rong muttered to himself, "Fang Hua? Founder? Square...... Forget it, let's call it Fang Hua, the soil is a little dirty, but it's catchy. ”

"Fang Hua Fang Hua, you will get used to it after listening to it too much."

Fang Hua was really fateful, every time Fang Rong thought he was dying, he was still alive, panting for a faint breath, his eyes were closed, his heartbeat was almost inaudible, and he seemed to be very uncomfortable.

His birth was probably painful.

However, he still survived strongly, the little guy's growth period was very short, almost one day at a time, and he had gained weight in a few days, and he could covet the meat in Fang Rong's mouth, although he was still thinner than others.

In 2180, human life was miserable, and eating and drinking naturally couldn't keep up, and all food was artificial, or hormone meat, which could grow well in a week, just like blowing up a balloon.

At first, it was able to perfectly imitate natural meat, but the more time passed, the more human beings forgot the taste of real natural meat, and over time, the taste of the meal became weaker and weaker, and now there is only a faint taste, but no taste.

In this way, the little guy still eats sweet and sweet, for fear that someone will rob him, he is still young, he doesn't know how hungry, he feels hungry when he sees others eating, he wants to eat, he doesn't know if he eats when he eats, he stretches his stomach big, and he doesn't stop until he regurgitates.

This was the first time Fang Rong had encountered such a situation, ordinary beasts had their own instinctive reactions, and they really couldn't eat anymore so they stopped playing with others, only if he had to hold himself up to his stomach.

Fang Rong didn't pay attention once or twice, and thought that it was because he had a bad stomach, and he reacted after many times, this guy didn't understand at all.

So every time he eats in the future, it will be under Fang Rong's supervision, Fang Rong will look at it almost, and then touch the little guy's belly, and then take off his rice bowl when it is bulging, so that he can't eat, he will stop honestly.

Sometimes Fang Rong will also feel that he is very lazy, he sleeps when he is full, and eats when he is full, and he really has no sense of pursuit in life.

When he was idle and bored, he hugged Fang Hua in the workshop and used his simple tools to teach him.

"Sit down." Don't bird him.

"Stand up." Or not bird him.

"Okay, get up and take two steps." Still don't bird him.

Can the "......" still be good?

It turned out that it really couldn't be better, and the little guy lay on the ground in a daze, with his four paws shrunk, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Fang Rong took down the windmill hanging on the wall and put it in front of him to tease, "Hey, open your eyes and take a look, it's really shameless." ”

He was about to change things and continue to tease, when he suddenly noticed that the little guy moved, first looked at the turning windmill fiercely, then stood up and circled the windmill, and when he found that there was no threat, he sat on the ground, and looked at the windmill that stopped turning because there was no wind.

He stretched out his hand and touched it carefully, and the windmill was forced, staggering and trying to turn, but the power was too small, and it only moved a little.

Although it was only a little, it succeeded in scaring the little one, and it put on that fierce appearance again, and looked at the windmill with grinned teeth.

During this time, he grew up very quickly, and unconsciously already had a row of small baby teeth, the orcs themselves grew fast, and they could become adults within three years, Fang Hua was already slow enough, because of his natural defects, he was always missing a tendon than other orcs, everyone else was grabbing food to eat, he just sat stupidly, waiting for Fang Rong to give him food, if Fang Rong forgot about him, he would be hungry, stubborn and hateful.

He leaned over slowly, and blew a little breath on the windmill that had no power, and the windmill immediately began to spin, and he probably found it funny, and began to lie there and look up at the windmill, which was very cute.