The sickly little one was adopted by a wealthy foreigner and became a favorite.

The little guy doesn't even know how he fell asleep.

However, in his dream, he finally recalled his previous memories.

It seems he was originally human.

He was born to a human player, and at the time his mother was also clearing a dungeon, so the little guy's appearance was both troublesome and unexpected.

But his mother actually loves him very much.

At that time, she was too busy with life and death to take care of the little one, so Wu Tu was left in the dungeon by a twist of fate.

His mother left him with a prop, a powerful S-rank prop, to temporarily protect him from the monsters.

Since the monsters couldn't eat him, they had no choice but to throw him out of the instance.

The little guy's cradle wandered through the dungeon crevices for a long time before finally gently coming to rest in front of a figure.

The figure, as vast as the sky, appeared from nowhere, lowered its head, and quietly looked at the small cluster of life at its feet.

Then, the black worm inside cried out.

The mist enveloped the cub, and after holding him in the figure's arms, the little guy stopped crying. His eyes sparkled as he looked at the stars on Winston's body, trying to reach out and grab them.

As he reached out, his fingers touched Winston's.

Then comes the moment when the heart of the god is touched.

Winston began to carry the cubs as he continued to walk through the world.

The pervasive bloodshed and resentment here seem to have transformed into a bloody lullaby in the face of this heartwarming scene.

Winston took the little black rabbit to many places, and only stopped when the rabbit finally cried from hunger. His tall figure turned his head to listen to the little guy's cries, not understanding what he meant.

Then, Winston thought for a moment, and mimicked the little guy's voice, emitting a strange low growl that was not sweet like a cub's at all, but rather a rather deep sound.

It's like a human mimicking cat language, trying to respond to the kitten.

However, the kitten couldn't understand, and the person couldn't hold it, which only made the little kitten cry.

Winston could only continue thinking.

Winston thought that since he couldn't figure it out himself, he would try to think about it from a human perspective.

He randomly spotted a human player's corpse, roughly modeled it after a human, created a new body for himself, then entered the dungeon to search for infants about the size of children, in order to learn their survival strategies.

However, the survival rate of human infants in this world is too small. Winston searched for a long time before finding the little boy in the manor instance.

He read the memories of everyone in the manor and finally gained some meager knowledge about raising young animals.

The first rule is to provide a home for the young.

So the next second, Winston's true form was revealed to everyone in the manor. They were all terrified and trembled with fear, quickly surrendering. Even the instance itself showed a willingness to fawn over Winston.

So he continued the family name and became Mr. Winston.

The cubs are his children.

They now have a home.

He diligently followed the NPCs' advice and began raising the cubs, which felt somewhat like raising a small electronic pet.

Winston had no concept of such a tiny life.

Therefore, they always do things that even monsters find incomprehensible.

The butler, despite his advanced age, still has to look after this peculiar father-son duo.

He had to tell Mr. Winston not to carry the cubs with just one hand.

And you must keep a close eye on the cubs, because human larvae have no concept of death and danger; they may even show their blunt teeth to the predator.

Furthermore, the cubs must be fed regularly and in measured amounts to prevent them from accidentally starving or freezing to death.

Human life is already fragile, and human infants are even more vulnerable to being raised to death if not carefully managed.

Winston wholeheartedly agreed.

So the little guy almost never left Winston's arms.

Even if he had to walk around, Winston would never let him out of his sight.

The butler lived under constant surveillance, and Winston practically treated him like an encyclopedia, asking him questions every day:

Is it normal for the little one to sleep like this?

"Why do I feel like his temperature is a little high today?"

Can human infants eat grapes?

Can human larvae eat mud and earthworms?

The butler was somewhat helpless; he could only try his best to recall his memories from when he was still human.

Sometimes when he really couldn't remember, Winston would force the weird system to restore the memories of the butler and all the other NPCs.

That's why these NPCs, along with Winston, completely broke free from the control of the bizarre system.

They regained their human memories and naturally remembered how to take care of children.

But by then, the little guy had already quickly stuffed the mud into his mouth.

Perhaps every species' offspring has this underlying code: when they encounter something unfamiliar, they taste its saltiness.

The little guy was in critical condition that day due to a bacterial infection.

That was the first accident; despite Winston's carefulness, even the smallest thing could kill the cub.

Seeing this, Winston had no choice but to reverse time and bring the little guy back to life.

This time, he kept an even closer watch on the cubs.

The little guy can say that since he can remember, he has never left the manor, nor has he ever left his father.

But those NPCs are still NPCs. Although they now have a good impression of Ulquiorra and dare not hurt him, they tremble as if they are about to fall apart whenever Winston is around.

Although Winston later gave them a severe beating, which made them behave more like servants, the Black Crow could sense their fear and stopped asking them to play with him.

Blackie could only stay by Winston's side every day.

As an ancient god, Winston's time span is extremely long; even daydreaming takes him a very long time. For him, life is not measured in a few short decades, so everything he does is very slow.

Moreover, unlike humans, he doesn't need to maintain basic vital signs. He doesn't need anything; he just sleeps every day and does whatever he wants after waking up. Time and the world are just toys in his hands, which he can manipulate at will.

Now, he also has the patience to spend a lot of time observing the black worm.

And Wutu was just a child who couldn't even walk steadily.

He didn't know how he was feeling; he could only feel miserable and cry desperately until his tears ran dry and his fever wouldn't break.

Winston couldn't understand why he was about to raise the little guy to death again.

This time, he took the little guy to the hospital in the instance.

Someone told him that perhaps it was a psychological issue for the little guy.

He didn't receive enough love, so the little guy could only express his distress by crying.

Winston didn't understand what the child wanted.

He has done everything he can to love the cubs.

But these human opinions are not enough...

So, Winston took the little guy to the stars...