Newborn Found Home?

Old Estes climbed over the large truck.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Newborn was unharmed.

Seeing the other man staring blankly at his hands, he walked over and smacked the back of his head.

Smack!

"Why do you always rush in whenever there's danger?"

Old Estes scolded him irritably.

In the end, he couldn't bear to leave Newborn there, so he had rushed over himself.

"I just saw someone in danger, so..."

Newborn scratched his head awkwardly, suppressing his speculation about his identity.

He simply couldn't bear to watch others face danger.

"Even so, you need to consider whether you'll be in danger too." Old Estes couldn't help but snap at him.

"But I seem to be pretty strong."

Newborn clenched his fists. He could also feel that he seemed capable of doing many things.

Old Estes fell silent for a moment before saying, "I don't care what you were like before, but now you're my partner. I have to take responsibility for you."

Newborn scratched his head, too embarrassed to say anything.

Seeing Newborn like that, Old Estes couldn't continue scolding him. He turned to look at the truck stuck across the road and said helplessly, "Looks like we can't go any farther. That truck is blocking the road completely."

Newborn also looked at the truck wedged in the middle of the road.

"That's not a big problem."

He extended a hand toward the truck. Soon, countless vines burst from the ground, wrapping around the truck and straightening it before setting it back on the road.

Just then, the people Newborn had treated emerged.

They expressed their gratitude to Newborn.

They had originally been about to die, yet they had unexpectedly been saved.

Before long, Newborn was surrounded by a crowd.

Old Estes watched