Warwick the Godfather of Terra

They must be deceiving themselves!

"Dad, Daddy!"

Holding the communication device on her waist, Zoya called out anxiously.

Only then did she realize that, just as Winter had said, her headphones had been broken.

Because just before she fell into coma, she remembered the dazzling light and forgot about the broken headphones.

"how come."

Holding the communication device, Zoya was stunned.

Then, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the medical operator of Rhodes Island.

“Do you have headphones?”

Her tone was like that of a hurt young animal begging for forgiveness from the hunter, making it impossible to refuse.

The medical operator was about to help her find headphones.

"Use this."

Just then, the yellow-haired Ursus who had a bad temper came over and handed over a pair of red headphones.

The headphone wire was red all over, and it was the same one that Winter had hung on his ear just now.

"Thanks.."

After taking the headphone cable, Zoya was about to thank him, but Winter threw his robe and left.

"Please don't break them, these are my last pair of headphones."

After saying this coldly, Winter walked to the wall and stood there.

"Sonia, you."

Zaolu smiled.

"Don't talk nonsense. Let me rest for a while."

Winter closed his eyes.

Zoya hurriedly plugged the earphones into the communicator, and suddenly, a sharp sound of electricity was heard.

But Zoya didn't care about the irritation anymore. She stuffed the earphones into her ears and called out anxiously.

"Dad, Dad, are you there? Dad! Answer me! I am Zoya, I am Zoya."

The only sound the earphones gave her in her ear holes was the dripping sound of electricity.

As Zoya called out again and again, her eyes gradually turned red.

Is it really like what that person said...

Dad, Dad really has...

Are those things that I heard really false? Are they my own psychological suggestions?

No, Zoya didn't believe it.

She was sure that she must have heard her father's voice. Her father had clearly made an appointment with her to wait until dawn and pick her up at dawn...

Calling over and over again, praying again and again.

From the eagerness at the beginning, to the almost mechanical repetition later on.

The medical operator at the side looked at the poor child and said nothing.

They had seen this kind of situation many times before.

Many people develop this condition after losing something important.

Some people can get out of this easily.

And some people never get cured even in their lifetime.

And they can't expose it.

Because people often live on this kind of energy.

If this energy were to be released, it would be hard to imagine what this little girl would do.

She was different from those five children.

They have each other.

But what does this child have left except the communication device in her hand that can no longer answer her?

The father who only exists in memory?

However, seeing that the child's calls were becoming increasingly weak, the medical operator sighed and walked over.

Just as I was about to comfort her, I decided to take a rest and call her again later.

at this time.

"Zoya, dear child, I'm here."

A deep male voice came from the other end of the communicator!

Lin Dong's headphones have a wired volume control function, and she had just turned it up to the maximum.

Therefore, everyone present, including the medical operators, heard the call coming from Zoya's headphones clearly!

Zoya's tears finally burst out.

"Dad, dad..."

The little girl called out again and again like a string of cannonballs.

And the voice on the other end of the communicator responded over and over again.

"I'm here, Zoya."

The conversation consisted of six words in total, and both parties repeated it countless times.

This was repeated until Zoya could no longer bear it and fell asleep holding the radio.

Looking at Zoya who had fallen asleep, the medical operator walked up to her and gently pushed the little girl. After seeing her tearful but satisfied smile, she gently wiped Zoya's face, brushing away the dirt on her face which was covered in tears.

Then, Hemer tried to touch the radio in Zoya's hand, but found that the little girl was holding it tightly.

"Um, are you Zoya's father?"

Finally, the medical operator was silent for a moment, went up and gently took off the headphones on Zoya's ears, put them on her ears, and asked.

"I'm."

The voice coming from the headphones was firm and decisive.

"No, you're not!"

At this moment, Lin Dong suddenly snatched the other earphone that belonged to her and put it on her ear.

"Who are you and why are you pretending to be Zoya's father!"

Winter scolded.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

The voice on the other end of the phone did not get angry even after being scolded. Instead, it continued to answer in a low and slow Ursus language.

"But now, I am Zoya's father, and I must be her father."

"So, you are Zoya's companions?"

Listening to the voice in the headphones, Lin Dong was about to answer, but he was stunned.

They were companions? How could it be possible?

It can even be said that they were indirect participants in the murder of Zoya's biological father.

However, Winter was still silent, but Hemer's voice answered before her.

“Yes, we are Zoya’s companions.”

The voice on the other end of the communicator laughed.

"Okay, can you tell me your names? I think I need to go see Zoya's."

Hemer answered while wiping the sleeping bear cub's face.

"We are Rhode Island."

In the truck cab on the other side, Warwick sat in the driver's seat, installing the steering wheel while returning.

“Okay, Rhodes Island, I’ll remember that.

I don’t know how long this frequency band can be used. I will tell you a communicator number. When the time comes, you can tell Zoya that this number is your father’s. ”

Warwick tightened the screw with his claws and gave his personal communicator number.

"Okay, I've written it down."

There was a gleam of shrewdness in Hemer's eyes behind his glasses.

"So, what should we call you?"

The werewolf put the steering wheel back in place and paused when he heard this.

"No need to call me anything else, just call me Zoya's father."

The werewolf turned the starter.

"I don't want the child to be shocked after hearing this."

Hemer was silent for a while.

"it is good."

"Okay, it's not convenient for me here, so I'll cut off the call first. When Zoya wakes up, tell her that she can call me anytime. I'm always here."

With that, Warwick cut off the communication.

After turning off the radio, the werewolf closed the car door and sighed, wondering what was going on.

I came to Qiecheng to buy some goods. Not only did I get a truck for free, but I also got a daughter for free.

but.....

Warwick frowned and took out his communicator.

"Hello, Yuxia?"

In the office of Zaun Technology Company, Little Mouse was lying on Warwick's desk, discussing ways of cooperation with her slightly bulging little butt wrapped in a skirt.

Last night, she had just had a discussion with the leader of a pharmaceutical company called Rhodes Island named Kal'tsit.

The other party agreed to his request, but proposed that Rhode Island's benefit ratio should be increased.

This made the little mouse unhappy.

Oh, we provide the people, we provide the effort, we provide our own sales channels, we just hope you can lend us a shell, what's the point of increasing the return ratio?

However, after studying Rhodes Island's information for a whole night, the little mouse still couldn't figure out where this medical company came from.

Since I haven't even studied it thoroughly, there's naturally nothing I can say next.

"Ahhhh, this is so annoying..."

The pair of legs wrapped in black stockings kicked back and forth, and the little mouse was not afraid of being seen by others.

After all, the door to Warwick's office had been reinforced by her using the Originium technique. After the reinforcement, except for a few people who could come in easily, the rest, even the Pink Intestine Dragon, would have to work hard to come in.

The others who could come in were basically my elders, so making a fool of myself wasn't considered shameful.

However, before Lin Yuxia finished exercising, the communicator rang.

"Hey, godfather. What instructions do you have?"

The little mouse immediately sweetened his tone to the daily diet of the Laterans.

"Send me a copy of Rhodes Island's information."

Before the werewolf finished speaking, the little girl's eyes lit up.

Yes, I was really stupid.