Chapter 15
When the butler went to the junk planet to bring Tang Rong back, he had already brought tools to test spiritual power and spirit forms with him, just in case Tang Rong had also inherited that little flaw in the Tang family’s spiritual power.
But the result was—he had not.
Not only did he not have a spirit form, his spiritual power was so weak it could not even be measured, and he had no healing talent whatsoever.
Tang Rong was an utterly ordinary person through and through.
Being ordinary was good too. It meant he could stay far away from all those unnecessary public controversies.
In Tang Zheng’en’s eyes, talent was secondary. So long as the child grew up happy and safe, that was enough.
But the old man clearly did not believe Tang Zheng’en’s words. He insisted on seeing Tang Rong tested in person before he would give up.
Since Tang Zheng’en said Tang Rong had not been feeling well lately, then he would wait. He would wait until the child recovered before meeting him.
But if, after ten days or half a month, they still refused to let him see Tang Rong, then they should not blame him for using other, more confrontational methods to force a meeting.
His daughter had possessed such exceptional healing talent, yet it had been tainted by the Tang bloodline and ended up giving birth to three monsters with unstable spiritual power. Tang Rong was the last hope.
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“Healing ability is different from ordinary spiritual power, and it cannot be measured with normal instruments. It has to be tested using depleted spirit stones.”
“Depleted spirit stones develop cracks and can no longer absorb spiritual energy. People with healing ability can repair those cracks to a certain extent. The more completely they repair them, the stronger their healing ability is. Once the cracks are fully restored, the spirit stone can absorb spiritual energy again.”
“At present, there have only been three top-tier healers recorded in history, all classified as SS-rank. The youngest of them was Yun Jian. Unfortunately, she passed away four years ago.”
“People with healing ability can repair the spiritual power of others…”
“Your Highness, are you listening?”
The little snow leopard, who had been secretly slacking off and playing with a yarn ball, jolted. It immediately stuffed the yarn ball beneath its little belly, then curled its long tail around itself to cover it completely, and looked guiltily toward the teacher’s projection on the virtual screen with sapphire-like eyes.
“Miaowu.”
The little snow leopard’s voice resembled a cat’s. It deliberately softened its tone, sounding as though it were acting spoiled.
It had already read about all of this in books long ago. It truly had no interest in hearing it again.
Because its spiritual power was the strongest possible SSS-rank, and because it was still so young that even maintaining a human form was difficult, it had been raised in Eden ever since childhood and had hardly ever gone outside. Its biggest hobbies in daily life were reading, playing games on the optical brain with its paws and tail, batting around yarn balls, and waiting for Father Emperor and Mother Empress to finish their work and come play with it.
The teacher was an elderly man with white beard and hair. He had once taught the little snow leopard’s father—the current Emperor of the Empire—so naturally, he had also become the little snow leopard’s enlightenment teacher.
He had long since grown used to the little snow leopard acting spoiled and remained unmoved. “Regarding what I just said, what thoughts do you have?”
The tip of the little snow leopard’s fluffy tail twitched. In no time, a line of text appeared on the optical brain: [Could there be a healer who can directly soothe spirit forms?]
The old man froze when he saw it.
Not every human with spiritual power possessed a spirit form. Only when one’s spiritual power reached a certain strength could it condense into a spirit form.
Some scholars believed that spirit forms were a kind of atavistic return to primal beasts. In the course of evolution, humans had gained supreme intelligence, but their physical bodies had grown weaker and weaker. Beast-like spirit forms compensated perfectly for that flaw.
But everything had its pros and cons. Beast spirit forms granted humans great power, yet once a spirit form was injured and lost control, recovery was extremely difficult.
Generally speaking, healers treated spiritual power itself.
A rampaging spirit form could also gradually calm down as its spiritual power was healed, but the effect was very, very slow.
Whenever the Empire sent troops out to resist foreign enemies, many soldiers who fought through their spirit forms would be injured and lose control, unable to change back into human form. After returning to their home planet, they had to spend a very long time in Eden recovering and receiving treatment, unable to move freely or reunite with their families.
Then there was the Tang family, feared by all who spoke of them. Every single one of them possessed SS-rank spiritual power, yet because of damaged fluctuations, they constantly lost control over their spirit forms’ rampages.
If there truly appeared a powerful healer who could directly soothe spirit forms and help them calm down faster, then even if they could not return to human form, as long as they regained their reason, many problems could be solved much more easily.
Only that could truly be called a powerful and stable “atavistic return.”
After all, with the help of the optical brain, even living in beast spirit form did not hinder daily communication or life.
It really was a very good idea.
Looking at the little snow leopard sitting properly on the other side of the screen, its long tail curled around its body, the old man’s eyes filled with unconcealed admiration.
For the little crown prince to think of this at only four years old—he truly was exceptionally intelligent.
“If possible, this teacher also hopes such a person will appear as soon as possible.”
The tip of the little snow leopard’s tail twitched again, and another mood-killing line popped up on the optical brain: [Teacher, there are still three minutes left. Can class end early today?]
It wanted to play with its new yarn ball.
Old man: “…”
Smart, yes—but far too restless.
Well, never mind. It was only four years old, still such a tiny little cub. Though it was the future heir to the throne, it could not be pushed too hard.
The old man did not agree to let it out of class early. Instead, he continued, “Her Majesty has arranged for you to attend a virtual kindergarten. You report on Monday next week. At that time, my lessons will be adjusted somewhat to fit the kindergarten schedule.”
Normally, children could start the junior class of kindergarten at age four, or even earlier.
The little crown prince had never attended kindergarten because of both his health and his identity.
When the little snow leopard heard that, the tip of its tail slapped the carpet rapidly. Its impatience was practically written all over its body.
A line immediately appeared on the optical brain: [I do not need kindergarten]
After all, as the future heir, it had always received one-on-one tutoring through the optical brain from all kinds of teachers ever since childhood. It was difficult for kindergarten to teach it anything new.
Besides, it simply had no common language with children its own age.
For example, there was a child Mother Empress had once arranged for it before, someone surnamed Yun or something. They said he had healing talent and that being around him might help its spiritual power a little. But after interacting with him, it found him childish and boring beyond belief, with no shared topics whatsoever. He always acted like he understood everything and tried to lecture it, when in fact he had barely read any books at all. After less than half a day, the little snow leopard had refused to see him again.
Its reaction was exactly what the old man had expected.
“But you need social interaction. Children your age all have at least some friends. You need a friend too. Since you don’t like the ones your family arranged for you, then go find one yourself, alright?”
The little snow leopard remained silent.
The old man added, “And the learning pod can create your human appearance. Haven’t you always wanted to turn back into your human form?”
“Aowu.” The little snow leopard suddenly bit its tail and slowly turned around, presenting its back to the old man—time was up, class was over.
The old man smiled helplessly, knowing this meant it had compromised.
“Class dismissed.”
The little snow leopard quickly dug the yarn ball out from under its belly, but it no longer wanted to play with it the way it had before.
Kindergarten…
With a light flick of its long tail, it sent the yarn ball rolling far away.
It was definitely going to be terribly boring.
…
After the video call, Tang Rong ate a little light lunch, then went back upstairs for a nap.
Before falling asleep, he was delighted to discover a little flower on his windowsill.
It was a layered flower much like the one the little bird had given him last night, only the color was somewhat different, and this one’s stem was whole rather than broken off.
In truth, the little flower had been delivered to the windowsill by the little bird as early as dawn, when the sky had just begun to pale, but Tang Rong had not been feeling very well that morning and had failed to notice it.
Tang Rong was not stupid. He knew the little bird must have given it to him, and he felt very happy inside, because that meant the little bird had flown out of the cage and had not stayed shut inside it the whole time.
Tang Rong pattered downstairs to the dining room, put on a pair of disposable gloves, and carefully inserted the little flower into the same cup from last night.
The butler merely thought he wore the gloves because he treasured the flower so much and did not think too much about it.
Where Tang Rong could not see, he secretly dropped one drop of plant nutrient solution into the cup, so the little flower inside would last longer.
Though it could not avoid the fate of withering, was it not still wonderful if the beautiful part of the process could be stretched out a little longer?
…
After resting for two days, Tang Rong’s difficulty adjusting to the new environment finally passed, and he returned to being a lively little foodie full of spirit again.
The only problem was that the little bit of flesh he had finally managed to gain on the ship had all fallen away again over the past few days. His family felt terribly sorry for him, and every day on video calls they would remind Tang Rong to eat more.
Tang Rong rubbed his full little tummy and blinked somewhat innocently.
Finally, on the third day, the butler opened the learning pod and let Tang Rong sit inside.
Tang Rong had already learned two days earlier that he would be going to kindergarten, so he had long since prepared himself and had been looking forward to the first day of school.
He was very happy that he could go to school.
Grandma had often said in the past that the talent one tested with after birth was the first chance to leave the junk planet, while studying was the second chance to leave it.
The Empire needed people with strong spiritual talent, but it also needed intelligent and capable people.
He had no talent in spiritual power, so he could only rely on study. But going to school cost a lot of money, and he had never had the means to do so. When Grandma was alive, she would often stroke his head and say that even if she had to sell the cooking pot and the iron in the house, she would still send him to school. After Grandma died, he had stopped thinking about school altogether.
Yet now, he could actually go to school.
Tang Rong sat down in the learning pod, a little excited.
All the parameters inside had already been adjusted in advance. As soon as Tang Rong sat down, he could enter the virtual classroom directly.
Inside the virtual classroom, his image was recreated one-to-one based entirely on his real appearance.
Some people, wanting the experience to feel as close to reality as possible, would adjust all five senses to one hundred percent. But afraid Tang Rong might be bumped or wronged while alone inside, the butler had specially lowered the “pain value” setting to thirty percent.
Before starting, the butler encouraged him a few more times, worried that he might feel frightened in an unfamiliar environment.
Actually, after the issue with his adjustment sickness, the family had originally wanted to postpone Tang Rong’s school start date a little. There was no rush, after all. But Tang Rong himself wanted to begin school as soon as possible, so in the end they could only indulge him.
The butler had heard that many little children cried the first time they attended virtual kindergarten, so he decided to stand guard in front of the learning pod for the entire class.
After a brief moment of darkness before his eyes, Tang Rong discovered that the environment around him had completely changed. Nervous, he clenched his little hands a bit tighter.
The system comforted him in his mind: [Don’t be afraid, Host. You’ve already arrived in the virtual classroom. There’s a teacher and some other children ahead. You can go over and take a look.]
With the system’s voice accompanying him, Tang Rong’s heart settled a little.
Knowing that this was a safe environment, Tang Rong did not actually feel afraid. After all, the nights on the junk planet were far more terrifying. He had made it through so many days and nights there all alone. His courage was not small.
He was merely nervous because this was his first time going to school like this.
Following what the system had said, Tang Rong turned his gaze toward the few people not far away.
There was an adult who looked like a teacher and several little children around Tang Rong’s age.
The teacher was arranging seats, and the children had already started choosing the spots they liked.
The junior kindergarten class had no more than ten students. The classroom was spacious, so no matter where one sat, there was not much difference.
Seeing that, Tang Rong started walking over.
From the last row, Shen Muhan, who was sitting there with his arms crossed, shifted his gaze slightly and let it settle on Tang Rong as he passed by him, watching him walk toward the teacher’s platform. Among Tang Rong’s soft black hair that fell to his shoulders, one strand stuck up into an adorable little cowlick.
…What a beautiful little girl.
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