I was born on the day when the sky clouds came.

My mother told me that one day the fire broke out in the sky, burning the clouds, causing the whole world to fall into the sea of ​​fire.

On that day, most of my ethnic group died, and it was that day that I was born.

I don’t have a name. In my ethnic group, names seem to have no effect. Some... just how to survive in this cruel world!

For some reason, we who never kill will always become prey for others. Human beings like to hunt us, peel off our skins, and make them into their clothes.

The blood on the skin can be washed away, but can the dead air stained on it be washed away...

Cut off our horns and make them what they call memorials.

But what can we, who are weak, have the qualifications to become souvenirs?

Drink our blood naturally, because it seems that it can cure some of their diseases.

But the warm blood released by the dagger that pierces into our hearts uses all our lives while healing!

So from birth, I was always afraid, always avoided, and always remained alert, but these were obviously not enough... because this world belongs to steel, to humans, to the magnificent urban barriers established one after another.

It is also because I seem to be a little special. My body's fur is white, which is different from all my tribesmen. My horns are white, and even my eyes are the same!

And this difference, after I was discovered once, brought me an endless catastrophe...

It was this catastrophe that made me know why the fire in the sky that my mother mentioned came on the day I was born. It was a weapon, a weapon that was said to be... able to destroy this world.

The reason I know this is because I can't escape the arrangement of fate. In this catastrophe, the tribe abandoned me and my mother abandoned me because my existence seemed to become the source of the entire tribe.

I want to run and chase after me, but I dare not... Since I was born, I was always careful, so I dare not shout loudly, nor dare to run quickly, because the sound of running will put me in deeper danger.

Until, after being abandoned, I became the trophy of a man whose name I didn't know.

What he needs is not the skin with dead energy, nor the blood without temperature, but the living me, which is a gift, a gift for the city lord.

So... after being hungry for a long time, I was sent to the city and became one of the so-called strange beasts in the city lord's backyard.

Sometimes I think, I am lucky. Although I have lost my freedom, lost my ethnic group, and been kept here, I don’t need to hide, be afraid, and have no time to run. In addition... I have some friends here.

Among my friends are the wise old ape, the aggressive little tiger, and the charming afox. As for the others... I don't like them because they are too fierce.

The old ape is a very strange guy. It is very old and has wrinkles all over its body. It likes to sit cross-legged on the hill, likes to put some stones around it, and likes to call us to celebrate its birthday on a fixed day every year.

It says, this is called birthday celebration.

And it seems to be here for a long time, so that it seems to know many things and becomes an omniscient existence in the backyard.

Xiaohu is different from it. Xiaohu likes fighting very much and seems to work hard to become the overlord of the yard. It is also it that makes me not bullied here. At the same time, it also has a hobby, that is, it likes water. It once said that if it can be buried in a waterfall and pond when it gets old, it must be very good.

As for Ah Hu... although she is a friend, I don't like some of its things very much. It was sent after me. After coming here, she likes to send her hair to other strange beasts, and every strange beast that gets its hair seems to be very happy.

But I was worried that one day it would become bald, and I discovered a secret of it. The guy who got the most hairs would often die silently soon after.

But no matter what, we are friends, so I won't want the hair she gave me.

I thought that my life might be to walk to Guixu in this yard, and maybe one day I could become a wise man like the old ape until I met...her.

It was a little girl, who seemed to be only three or five years old, with a cute expression, trying hard to pretend to be a little adult, but only... she was a little baby fat.

But her eyes were bright, like stars.

There was a middle-aged man with white hair next to her. Their clothes were different from those of everyone in this world. I don’t know how to describe it, but the wisest old ape in the backyard told me that it was called an immortal.

I don't know what an immortal is, but I know that the arrival of the white-haired man made the city lord, who was like a sky in my eyes, kneel down and bow down tremblingly, like a slave.

This may not be anything, but if the person who kneels there is all the city lords in this world, then the meaning... is different.

"My daughter wants to write a book, so I brought her here to find materials." This is the white-haired man who spoke to countless city lords who were kneeling down and bowing to the countless city lords.

I understand what the book is, but I don’t understand what the material means, but it doesn’t matter. The wise old ape explained everything to me, but unfortunately... Even though I tried hard to look at the little girl, she passed by the backyard and did not notice my existence.

This was our first encounter, and it was also the beginning of my lifelong companionship... Because, the little girl I thought would disappear into my eyes fell down while jumping and running happily.

Her father did not help her up, but stared gently and watched the little girl get up by herself. But at that moment, I didn’t know what kind of force it was to push, maybe it was the purity of the little girl, or maybe it was the way she tried hard not to cry after she got up, but the tears were shedding.

So I walked over, and in the surprise of all the friends around and in the panic of all the city lords around me, I came to her and licked the tears from the corners of her eyes.

It seemed that my tongue made her feel itchy, so the little girl giggled, with some curiosity in her eyes, and she used her little hands to stroke the hair on my head.

Very comfortable.

"Dad, can I give this little white deer?" The little girl turned her head and looked at the white-haired middle-aged man. I also turned my head and looked over.

From the eyes of the white-haired middle-aged man, I saw myself, a white young deer.

This is me, perhaps because of the influence of the weapon at birth, I... after growing to a certain level, I stopped developing and remained in a juvenile state forever.

But for some reason, the middle-aged man in white seemed to have some other meanings in his eyes. I don’t know what that was, but it doesn’t matter, because he nodded.

This is the first time I have left here since I entered the backyard.

When I left, I said goodbye to the old ape and told it that I might not be able to come back for the next birthday celebration. The old ape said it was okay, we would meet again.

Although the old ape's eyes became deeper when he said this, as if he had seen the future, far away... I didn't care because I knew it had a bad look.

As for Xiaohu, I went to fight again, so my farewell failed, but Ah Hu cried, as if it was because it gave me hair when it was parting last time, but I still didn't want it, so I cried very sadly.

But I was not sad because I left the city lord's mansion and followed the little girl and her father, I had a name for myself.

"Little Bailu, I'll give you a name, your name is... Xiaobaibai!"

I liked the name very much and was about to nod, but her father was talking about it.

"No."

"Why, Daddy."

"..." The middle-aged man didn't say anything, but the little girl kept asking, and finally he seemed to speak helplessly.

"Because my dad doesn't like the word "white."

"Then call it baby." The little girl pouted, but soon thought of a new name, held my head, and kept talking from her mouth.

So, I got a name, this name is baby.

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Chapter completed!