Raising You This Small Stuff

Chapter 2.1 Ding! Congratulations to the elf, you have been formally adopted by the player

The little thing was wearing a small light blue suit, which looked like a copycat version of a military uniform, but it gave him more of a striking contrast. His voice choked as he spoke, but it was also very soft and waxy and his timid look wasn’t unpleasant at all, instead making one feel a little distressed instinctively.

Mo Yi Cheng’s finger that was about to fall paused.

Was this a tactic to retain players? Although it wasn’t very clever, the little guy’s craftsmanship was superb….

A ‘rumble’ came from inside the game. The stomach of the little figure in the game unexpectedly sounded at this moment.

Yuan Suo was almost scared to tears by the cry of his stomach. He had just said that he ate very little but now his stomach was growling. Didn’t this mean that he was lying?

“I… I’m not hungry, I really… really… eat very little.” Yuan Suo explained desperately.

Mo Yi Cheng’s temperament was cold, and he had no feelings for this virtual little thing that he had only gotten along with for a minute, moreover this software was too weird, it was better to uninstall it.

His slender finger moved to the ‘uninstall’ button.

Was he going to die? He had already died once, it hurt…. He didn’t want to die…

Holding back the urge to cry, Yuan Suo tremblingly wiped his two little hands on his body to wipe off the greasy sweat, trying to make himself look useful, “Um, I’m really easy to raise.”

Mo Yi Cheng remained expressionless.

Wasn’t this okay? He could eat very little, didn’t need toys, and he would try not to get sick, wasn’t that okay?

Mo Yi Cheng looked at the little guy who was about to cry, sighed and tapped the ‘Name’ button with his finger.

Ding! Congratulations to the elf, you have been formally adopted by the player, you must perform well in the future.

Yuan Suo blinked his big eyes in surprise and joy, tears that he hadn’t dared to shed before still in them. He clenched his meaty little fist, “I will work hard!”

Ding! Congratulations to the player for officially owning an elf, now please name it.

Mo Yi Cheng was a very decisive person. Since he had chosen to continue playing, he wouldn’t hesitate anymore.

Name, what should he name him?

His stern lips hooked up slightly, then he skillfully typed out the two words ‘Du Du’ on his cell phone. Du Du was a small corgi adopted by Mo Yi Cheng when he was 7 years old, but it had passed away a few years ago.

Completely unaware that his new name had come from a big b*tt corgi, Yuan Suo giggled foolishly as he looked at his new name on the information bar.

“This is your name tag, please take good care of it.” The system issued a name tag with a pin on it and Yuan Suo’s chubby little hand put it on his chest clumsily, and then he smiled naively.

Mo Yi Cheng looked at the giggling little thing in the game, and his eyes softening gradually, he opened the ‘storage room’ on the right to take a look. It was divided into four columns: food, tools, clothing, and medicine. The system had given a few items randomly, including a bun in the food bar and a bucket of plain white water.

Remembering that the little guy’s stomach had been growling before, Mo Yi Cheng clicked on the steamed bun and white water in the food bar. After choosing, two choices appeared: feed or not feed.

Feed.

Suddenly, a steamed bun and a small bucket of white water appeared in front of Yuan Suo who had still not finished giggling.

He had been hungry for a long time, and his throat had long since dried up.

Looking up at the man who had given him food, Yuan Suo sighed emotionally: He was really a good person.

Game tip: Love value +1 Congratulations to the player!

Mo Yi Cheng automatically ignored the game’s congratulations. He tried to click back again. This time, the phone was completely normal and he could enter and exit the game at will, and there were no problems with the other functions for the time being.

After clicking exit, Mo Yi Cheng re-entered the app store and downloaded the [Rising Clouds], which went very smoothly this time.

He was very familiar with the plot. After all, he had read through the script. The interface design of the game was reasonable and the screen was exquisite. It was just… how come the characters were so dull, they weren’t as smart as the previous virus game.

Mo Yi Cheng employed patience as he started to play.

Inside the game.

Yuan Suo held the vegetarian bun with cabbage stuffing. He was so hungry that he didn’t have time to chew carefully, his small face round and bulging. It wasn’t until half of the bun was in his stomach that he remembered to drink water to smooth it down.

“Cough, cough, cough…” Choking on the water, he cut a sorry figure. He stared at the last half of the bun in a daze. He wasn’t full, but what would he do if he was hungry in a while after eating it all?

Standing up, his two short legs ran to the window and put the remaining half of the bun in the corner of the window sill. In this way, he could prove that he ate very little, so that he wouldn’t be uninstalled~

Chapter 2.2 Ding! Congratulations to the elf, you have been formally adopted by the player

He looked back repeatedly after every step he took. En, he definitely had to hold back. There was still water, he would be fine after drinking it. Gulp, gulp, he drank two mouthfuls of water, before finally his stomach was a little full.

Huh? There were some sticky crumbs on his small hand. Carefully sticking out his little tongue, he ate everything, then crawled onto the bed contentedly and prepared to sleep.

Hu… After worrying for a long time, someone had finally adopted him. According to the system, some elves had waited for years but hadn’t met a suitable owner! He was really lucky. The man’s impeccable face appearing again in his mind, Yuan Suo smiled, then entered into a sweet sleep.

The next day, before dawn, Mo Yi Cheng was woken up by his fat assistant.

“Mo Ge, we’re starting work today at 6 o’clock in order to get the makeup done earlier.” Chen Jiao had already prepared breakfast in advance together with the clothes Mo Yi Cheng would wear today.

Mo Yi Cheng got up and took a simple shower, he didn’t have to dress up too much until someone in the crew was assigned to handle it. His role today wasn’t heavy, but because of the publicity activities in the afternoon, the day’s workload was still very heavy.

Because there was a promotional event in the afternoon, tickets had been distributed through the fan club, and some fans had come from other places, so many people came to the crew ahead of time.

Without delaying the normal shooting, Mo Yi Cheng interacted with the fans who were standing far away. The small fans who were now seeing their deity for the first time up close were directly hit by the strong aura of the movie emperor Mo and his face that was more handsome than it was under the camera, so they braved their hearts to take pictures.

“Mo Ge, take a picture with everyone.” Chen Jiao reminded in a small voice.

Mo Yi Cheng nodded and signaled Chen Jiao to bring his cell phone. Chen Jiao had already prepared the phone and a selfie stick.

After Mo Yi Cheng finished taking the pictures, he said goodbye to his fans and returned to the phone’s screen when he suddenly saw the elf rebirth program game interface he had downloaded last night. He didn’t know when the icon had turned into an avatar of Du Du. The corner of the his mouth hooked up, but just he as he was about to click it to see how the elf was doing, someone in the distance called to tell him that they had reached his part of the scene.

He didn’t hesitate to put his cell phone into his pocket and start filming.

Yuan Suo who had woken up very early was a little confused when he got up from bed. He had been in the game for some days, but occasionally he would still feel very dazed, not knowing where he was, not knowing whether this was a dream or not.

Gululu, his stomach sounded again.

Jumping out of the bed with short legs, he walked on the ground barefooted. Opening a small door, it was a simple bathroom, with a toilet, bathtub, and toiletries. Of course, these were all the most basic things and the number of times of use was limited because of his level.

He brushed his teeth, washed his face obediently and returned to the room when he was done. His stomach rumbling twice, he ate the half of the bun that had been placed on the sill yesterday and drank some water.

Because his level was too low, not to mention going out now, he couldn’t even see the scenery outside clearly. He could only stay in the small room all day long. He had sung the songs he knew many times and had drawn many pictures with his fingers on the floor.

Today, was still the same…

He was a little disappointed, but he didn’t know why.

Sitting on the carpet with his short legs crossed, he thought about what to draw today in his little head. Mo Yi Cheng’s good looking face flashed in his mind. His eyes brightening, he started to draw outlines on the ground with his chubby fingers. After busying for a while, he sighed and looked at the ‘painting’ that didn’t leave traces on the ground with satisfaction. If only there was a paintbrush…

However Yuan Suo was a child who knew how to be satisfied, just like how he wasn’t hungry now. It was already a very happy thing to have a player who was willing to take him in.

Mo Yi Cheng’s itinerary in the afternoon was much more busier than when he was in the crew. The game conference was very successful, and after it ended, he accepted an exclusive interview with an online platform. After having dinner and exercising, it was almost ten o’clock when he returned to the hotel. After reading the script, scanning Weibo, and following current affairs and news, he rested.

It rained during the night. The thunder was so loud that Mo Yi Cheng woke up twice but fell asleep again.

The weather inside the game interface was linked to the real world.

Yuan Suo sat curled up on the bed. There was only one pillow on the bed and no quilt. It would only be available if he reached level 1 or if it was purchased by the player. Holding the pillow, his big eyes blinked in the pitch darkness, startling every time the thunder sounded. When he was a child, every time it thundered, his mother would hug him. She would smile very softly and beautifully, always singing a lullaby to him, never dismissing him because he was stupid, unlike his other siblings. Later, after the death of his mother, he grew up, learning to be brave, but his eyes still turned red with fear every time.

Boom!

He shrank, the sound of hunger coming from his stomach covered…