Another week passed in the blink of an eye. Huo Yuhao stood on the freighter's deck, looking out at the distant sea as though waiting for something.
His face still looked somewhat pale, though. Perhaps he had lost too much blood last time, and his recovery was a little slow.
As Huo Yuhao leaned against the railing, looking out at the distant sea, Leng Xiao walked over and studied him with an inquisitive gaze.
Seeing this, Huo Yuhao turned toward her and asked, "How is Xiao An?"
At his question, Leng Xiao said evenly, "Him? Same as ever. He starts getting sleepy once he's full. But that little fellow's appetite really is growing bigger and bigger. Sometimes, watching him finish all that food, I can hardly believe it's been less than a month since he came out of his egg."
"Of course, back to the point. Every day, you mix some of your blood into his meals to replenish his life force so he won't be so weak anymore."
"But from the looks of it, while it does help a little, the effect isn't that obvious. I really don't know just how weak he is, but he certainly is growing fast."
Xiao An was the name Huo Yuhao had given the little fellow. He only hoped the child could live safely until his memories returned.
Over the past few days, the little fellow had been growing at an astonishing rate. In just five or six days, he had already reached the height of a two- or three-year-old.
Huo Yuhao was not particularly surprised by this. He simply noticed that the boy did not seem to have awakened the memories of his previous life yet and was just like an ordinary child-though his appetite certainly was not.
And although his body