He Lang's fierce eyes scanned the room, taking in the children's cries. He glanced at Xiao Qingya who was huddling in the corner, noticeably the quietest kid within the bunch.
[Cry, Little Ya.] The System urged her.
"Waa… Mother…"
Soon, she also joined in the chorus of crying children.
At this moment, the System realized that it also had to teach Xiao Qingya about survival. Its host had been too indifferent about a lot of things since she had given up trying to do the impossible missions.
Sometimes, she was lacking in her sharpness about how to handle things. Just like a little bird who hadn't learned how to fly. Its wings hadn't grown wide enough, making it impossible to fly.
Even if it tried to fly, it couldn't. It would fall because the wings couldn't support its body.
But… once its wings had grown, it still needed to learn to fly.
Xiao Qingya was in similar situation.
