Chapter 296

Chapter 296

The Graths were still discussing, gradually becoming more serious.

"Who was the last to join the channel?"

"Arnold, probably. He's a fool, but even he joined very early. Cyril really did join too late."

"If someone like Arnold qualifies, it's strange that Cyril still hasn't made it."

Elia interrupted them, "Alright, alright, stop picking on Arnold. The Grath side's star network can now stably connect over here, you know."

Arnold, on the other hand, had no time to pay them any attention. His expression had gradually turned serious, his mind quickly filling with all sorts of his own conjectures. What if Cyril was developing poorly? What if Cyril could never join the channel? What if it was some strange disease? Cyril was so young, he hadn't done many things yet, and Arnold himself hadn't learned how to be a father!

"What should I do, my Cyril!"

Ye Mo looked at Arnold, who had turned ashen in an instant, a little worriedly leaning in. "Arnold?"

Arnold grabbed Ye Mo, looking very solemn. "Let's get you checked, Cyril."

"Checked for what?"

"Everything."

Jacob, who was above them, glanced at Arnold and sighed. Idiot.

Arnold cared deeply about Cyril. Though everyone cared about Cyril, Arnold was a bit over the top, like a mother lion with her first cub, wary of even the roadside bushes.

It manifested as him getting anxious easily, worrying about all sorts of things. Arnold usually watched the news, and if there was an accident or some household tip, he'd immediately start worrying about Cyril.

All things Arnold had never cared about before.

Jacob could guess what the day's news was from what Arnold told Cyril, Adelaide, or Norton to do.

If he told Adelaide to frequently check the hovercar, that day must have had a report about a traffic accident. If he reminded Adelaide to pay attention to food safety, it was about food issues. If he told Cyril not to go near a certain star sector and then went out with his people and later told Cyril it was fine to go, it meant there were pirates in that area, and Arnold had gone to clear them out overnight. If there were no incidents, that star sector was usually a place Cyril would never visit in his lifetime.

Arnold even dared to share various so-called parenting expert experiences with the eldest brother in the channel. Jacob still remembered the titles: "How to Control Your Emotions to Be a Qualified Parent," "One Hundred Tips for Communicating with Children," "How to Build Your Child's Confidence," and so on.

That day, the channel was silent all day.

Until Norton and Mo Mo accepted those files.

Jacob had always wondered if the eldest brother had actually read those things, but in the end, he never dared to ask.

On the other side, Arnold was already pulling Ye Mo out, and the others followed.

Jacob also jumped out of the mech and followed. Getting a check-up wouldn't hurt.

Because of Central Star's mechanisms, the Grath family's private medical center was set up on Norton's side to prevent prying eyes.

Adelaide, from upstairs, saw the Graths from afar. "Looks like we need to prepare an early lunch. Their Highnesses should be hungry... Hmm?"

Adelaide watched the group enter the medical center. "Is someone injured?"

Theodore, who was always in the base, responded to Adelaide.

"No, please don't worry, Mr. Adelaide. Prince Nolan is worried that Cyril might be underdeveloped."

"I see. As long as no one is hurt."

After a few seconds, Adelaide paused. "Excuse me, could you repeat that? I think I heard you say Prince Nolan worried that the young prince might be underdeveloped?"

Theodore confirmed Adelaide's question.

Adelaide pondered for a moment. "I thought the young prince's appetite hasn't decreased. He still eats as much as two Graths."

...

"There's absolutely no problem."

The attending physician looked at the light screen, unconsciously smiling as he turned to the group of Graths. "Weight has increased, growing well. No, I mean, thriving."

Ye Mo sat up on his own. He was already used to this. Other medical staff brought him his coat.

Arnold was still not reassured. "Is there no issue with his mental strength either?"

The doctor stepped back a little, lowered his head, and checked the files again to confirm there was no omission. "No problem at all, Prince Nolan. The young prince is very healthy. His control over mental strength is a bit weak, but it doesn't affect usage. In fact, the young prince's mental strength is likely to be even stronger than several of Your Highnesses in the future."

Herli patted Ye Mo's back. "Not bad, Cyril."

Arnold was still uneasy. "Have all the checks been done? So fast? Should we run them again? Isn't there anything to pay attention to?"

"Yes, Your Highness, all items. The young prince is regularly brought in for check-ups by His Majesty. There have been no issues so many times. If there is anything to note, it's that he could have some nutrient solution before meals to eat faster."

Eating so much food takes a lot of time.

As he spoke, the doctor, following his usual routine, took out a soft candy for Ye Mo.

Ye Mo thanked him and took it, then felt a little embarrassed. "I've been eating a bit less lately."

"You see, doctor, he's eating less now."

Elia pulled Arnold back. "Doctor, come here a moment. It's like this."

She led the doctor aside, and Baide and Adrian also drew closer.

Elia lowered her voice. "He still hasn't joined the channel yet."

Baide nodded. "Right. Arnold was already in at his age."

Adrian also nodded. "Cyril can't be dumber than Arnold, can he?"

Elia tapped Adrian on the head, warning him, "The eldest brother is here today, you know."

The attending physician naturally knew about the Grath communication channel. After thinking for a moment, he said tactfully, "If everything is normal, it might be like His Majesty's situation."

Baide stroked his chin. "Norton? Norton blocked us himself, didn't he—"

He paused.

Adrian was the first to turn and look at Ye Mo.

On the other side, Ye Mo was still asking the other doctors for more soft candies to share with Arnold and the others.

Adrian looked back at the doctor. "Perhaps? So there are other possibilities."

The doctor laughed a little awkwardly. "When not deliberately controlled, mental strength follows instinct. For example, if it feels something is useless—no, not necessary—it might not actively join the channel. The young prince's mental strength has a mind of its own."

The others all stared at the doctor.

The doctor's laughter faded. Under the gaze of several Graths, he slowly backed up until he was against the wall, then swallowed hard and said, "It could also simply be that he hasn't learned how to do it yet, which is very possible. After all, the young prince's psychic power is quite vast, so he might gradually join in. If you can't wait, you could teach him how to do it."

Adrian had already accepted this explanation.

Baide straightened up and said, "That's settled then. Today, all of Cyril's lessons will be changed to communication lessons."

Adrian extended his psychic power first. Herli, who had just received the candy Ye Mo handed her, followed close behind without knowing what was going on, but quickly joined in.

Then Elia, who rarely took part in the Graths' roughhousing, followed. She smiled at Adrian and said, "I want to give it a try too."

Adrian stirred things up: "Come on, let's teach Cyril how to join the channel!"

Arnold quickly joined in: "I'll go first!"

Deenlie and Jacob exchanged glances. Jacob looked away. "Childish."

Deenlie snorted coldly as he released his psychic power, saying, "Then you can withdraw your psychic power."

The psychic powers of several Graths spread out in the medical center.

Adrian taunted in the channel: "Arnold, how about you withdraw first?"

Herli suggested, "Why don't all of you withdraw?"

Ye Mo had just torn open the candy wrapper and hadn't yet put it in his mouth when he looked blankly at the others squaring off against each other.

The data on the light screen began to fluctuate wildly, and alarms kept going off.

Seven or eight doctors in the room quickly started dismantling the sensitive equipment, carrying it out skillfully, and also activated the shielding devices in the corridor.

Baide stretched lazily and said, "I'm still here, you know."

His addition made the atmosphere even more oppressive, and even the lights in the room began to flicker.

If anyone had been there at that moment, they would have found it hard to breathe and felt an overwhelming fear, just as all creatures instinctively are in awe of thunderstorms. It was instinct.

Ye Mo didn't feel any pressure. If other creatures feared thunderstorms, then he was a little beast born and raised within the storm itself. But he could sense that they had all released their psychic powers. He looked at the doctors packing up and leaving, then at Baide and the others locked in a standoff. Just as he was about to say something, the candy in his hand accidentally fell to the floor and rolled away.

He stared at it in disbelief for a few seconds, then turned to look at the table behind him. The candy jar that had been there was already gone.

Upstairs in the study, Norton frowned slightly. He raised his hand, and Secretary-General Lin stopped.

In an instant, his psychic power enveloped the entire base.

The base was running normally, and no one made a fuss over this sudden change.

The flickering lights in the room stabilized.

The tangled, powerful, and chaotic psychic energy that had filled the room instantly vanished without a trace.

The Graths all calmed down.

Herli tended to get nervous when feeling guilty, making her even more noticeable: "It was Baide who started it!"

Baide remained composed: "Is that so, Herli?"

Adrian immediately chimed in: "Of course!"

Norton interrupted them and directly asked, "The reason."

Arnold directly packaged his memories and gave them to Norton.

Norton pressed his temple and let out a long sigh. "Don't let this happen again. The medical center's damages will be deducted from your accounts."

After dealing with the Graths, his psychic power, as before, carefully touched Ye Mo.

At that moment, Ye Mo was under the table, picking up the candy he had dropped.

As with the countless psychic soothing sessions before, although he found it a bit strange that it was happening now, Ye Mo did not refuse Norton.

But this time it was different.

Norton was guiding Ye Mo's psychic power, like teaching a cub how to use its claws.

Norton meticulously let Ye Mo feel how he used his own psychic power.

After several attempts, Ye Mo instinctively tried to mimic it with his own psychic power, stumbling along, and succeeded on the first try.

Ye Mo's eyes widened, as if he were hearing the outside world for the first time—a wondrous sensation. It wasn't actual sound, but it was very clear.

Norton called his name: "Cyril."

Ye Mo lifted his head, bumped it against the table, and the candy he was holding fell again.

Arnold lifted the table up and said, "Cyril, are you alright?"