So it was better to let her help take care of him and his Mei's baby.
Otto's thoughts wandered, while Mei gently brought the spoon to his lips. Otto obediently opened his mouth and swallowed the warm porridge.
It tasted good.
Otto could not help recalling the first time he had eaten food made by his Mei. It had been pure torture.
Seeing Otto's satisfied expression made Mei happy. After all, having someone acknowledge her cooking was a very joyful thing.
Mei fed him spoonful by spoonful without finding it troublesome in the slightest. In her eyes, Otto was still a patient who could not even move his hands.
Otto was also incredibly obedient, but he was curious. If Kiana saw her Mei feeding him so gently, what kind of expression would Kiana make?
Unfortunately, Kiana could not see it.
Nor did Otto dare joke around with his own life.
The warm porridge settled in his stomach, and his body seemed to regain some vitality. But Otto suppressed his recovery. It would take time for Amber to send people over. If he recovered too well, Mei might take him on the road and leave at any time.
However, what Otto cared about more was something else. Although he had now gained Amber's recognition, he could sense that the world's rejection of him remained. The world's hostility might continue, and to make it stop targeting him, he would probably need the recognition of even more people.
So if the world got ruthless and sent typhoons, torrential rain, and earthquakes to strike this place, Otto would have no way to deal with it.
But natural disasters posed little danger to Otto. He was fortunate to have Mei protecting him. The Herrscher of Thunder was simply absurdly overpowered. Without Mei's protection, even if