Chapter 936 - 525: Mending the Sky Together (Part 10)

The Tiger King immediately said, "You can raise us like before, we have fewer clans, and we don’t eat much..."

Su Huan ignored the Tiger King’s chatter and instead asked the three little ones on his body, "What do you think?"

Little Su Li was a bit nervous, grabbing Su Huan’s long hair and looking towards his sister on the other side. Su Yan bit her chubby finger and thought seriously for a moment, then stated confidently, "I don’t know."

Su Yi was enjoying the first time lying on his father’s head, looking at the Tiger King’s innocent demeanor, feeling a bit sympathetic, "It has surrendered, so should we let it go?"

Seeing the varied performances of the three children, Su Huan smiled, his crescent eyes gradually unfolding, as if a blade fell on the Tiger King, lip corners turning upwards, "No."

The two-syllable pitch had yet to reach the Tiger King’s ears, but it could understand Su Huan’s mouth shape and attitude.

A shock hit its heart, wanting to violently struggle, but its vision suddenly turned pitch black, as if falling into an endless Eternal Night, senses closed off, even its mastered space rule couldn’t help him discern direction.

It finally understood why that old wolf didn’t run away.

A palm landed on its tiger head, small, yet immovable.

Then he heard the train conductor mournfully ask, "Does human flesh taste good?"

The Tiger King knew that it was doomed, and laughed out loud, roars shook the wilderness, mixed with wild and carefree shouts, "Delicious! After being confined for more than ten years, that was the first time I tasted the flavor of humans, it was extremely delicious!"

Su Huan was expressionless, listening to the terrifying beast in front of him roaring with its hair and beard all standing.

"That’s good."

He responded without sadness or joy.

On the white shining wilderness, night and day cycled incessantly at this moment, the man hovered above the tiger’s head, one hand holding the three kids on him, the other pressing on the Tiger Head Mountain. At the moment of response, his forearm muscle twisted like a steel cable on the bones, blood vessels outlined iron-blue lines under the skin, without any warning, people within a hundred miles seemed to hear a muffled sound.

The tiger head was suddenly pressed downwards; the air within a kilometer seemed to be driven by this action, suddenly gathering, the nearby Genetic Warriors were caught off balance by the sudden change in pressure.

"Boom!"

The Tiger King died upon the ice and snow, without any depression in the snow surface.

Just a single blow, the spots faded, hundred tigers mourned.

The wailing shook the heavens and earth, air boiling, like thousands of alarms starting simultaneously, the sound made everyone’s hair stand on end.

But it only lasted a moment, accompanied by the train conductor lifting his brows and rising, hundred tigers bled to death, only a few cubs left, curled under their mother’s body.

The corpses of the four great beast groups covered the entire wilderness, connecting to the horizon.

"Evolution is throwing all species onto a battlefield, no one knows who can stand last, but if not of our kind, their hearts must be different!"

Su Huan calmly summarized this massacre.

Su Yi looked at the boundless corpses before him, his head numb, he didn’t understand what species were, what war was, but his father used the scattered corpses to tell him that war is death without room for redemption.

He had seen the Hundred Beasts eating humans firsthand, and because of the overwhelming wind and snow, he hadn’t clearly seen the Genetic Warriors who died fighting the beast pack outside, so he didn’t hate the Tiger King. But facing his father who caused the death before him, beside the shock, his heart also harbored some resistance.

The stories told by his teacher gradually materialized in his little mind, those lives with millions of deaths became "living" corpses before him.

His father turned from a vague image into an equal sign with power, strength, and slaughter.

"Are you afraid?"

Seeing the child not reacting for a long time, the fearless train conductor inexplicably felt a bit of panic.

Su Yi looked at the little tigers howling around their mother’s corpse, large teardrops rolled from his eyes, falling on Su Huan’s head.

Su Yan and Su Li didn’t know why older brother cried, but with him being so sad, they also felt very upset, and they also began to howl and cry loudly.

Then appeared a comedic scene on the snowfield, the dead lay silently, the living became reclusive.

The train conductor braced his scalp and comforted, "How about we skin it later and make you a tiger-head hat?"

Then Su Yi cried even louder.

Su Huan stayed frozen, scalp tingling, not knowing how to interact with himself, let alone the children.

He merely honestly told the other what rules he had comprehended.

Doomsday had indeed come, even if he buried that hole, the broken world wouldn’t recover as before, wars would become more frequent with the intensifying invasions, it was the environment they couldn’t escape, only adapt to.

"Why... why can’t we live together?"

Su Yi asked while sobbing.

Su Huan raised an eyebrow, "What if he would harm others?"

Little Su Yi heard this question, forgetting to cry, stubbornly saying, "Then don’t let it harm others!"

Su Huan opened his mouth but didn’t know how to refute, theoretically, little Su Yi was right, realistically... it worked, but it was tiring.

But this feeling...

Su Huan glanced at Xiaoba in the distance, feeling a bit toothache, would his son be turned into Saint Mother by that kid?

"If you can do everything seamlessly, then you’re no longer human."

"Then what is it?"

"Saint, hero, do you want to be a hero?"

"I want to be a hero, I want to protect everyone, and every life..."

Su Huan habitually wanted to mock, but remembering this was his own child, he stifled and responded to him, "I’ll remember this sentence, if you can’t do it in the future, I will laugh at you."