Raymond stood beside the bed with confusion on his face.
But little Nemo, who had eaten so much that he could not sit still, showed a sad and angry expression on his face. "Mom! You are such a bad person! If you want to starve the child to death, just say so. How can you eat such hard things?"
What!"
In anger, Little Nemo even wanted to jump up, but his round belly turned Little Nemo into a roly-poly on the bed, rolling left and right, but he could not sit up.
Raymond, who was laughing, took little Nemo by the neck and stuffed it back into the container. Then he recited a spell silently, and the sharp bamboo leaves of the abyss dwarf bamboo spread quickly in the container.
Little Nemo's body was covered again.
The sound of hesitation came from the gaps in the bamboo leaves. Raymond threw Little Nemo's sister Ellie into the container, and then stuffed the container back under the bed.
Raymond returned to bed and quickly entered meditation with his legs crossed, recovering his lost mana.
Time passed slowly, and after Raymond woke up from his meditation, he felt that his lack of energy had been replenished, and his whole body was filled with a sense of relief.
But before Raymond could call up the chip monitoring records, hoarse shouts came from under the bed. "What a bad guy! He wants to starve the children to death again...Help, help..."
Little Nemo's angry yell made Raymond's head full of black lines.
He directly pulled out the container containing Little Nemo from the bottom of the bed. After opening the top cover, Raymond saw that there seemed to be no shortage of the sharp bamboo leaves of the Abyss Dwarf Bamboo that he had stuffed in before.
After peeling away the bamboo leaves that were deliberately pressed a little tight, Little Nemo's round body was exposed.
With tears in his eyes and a bamboo leaf in his mouth, Little Nemo seemed to be chewing hard before he saw Raymond.
He pinched the sharp bamboo leaves of the Abyss Dwarf Bamboo in his hands, but with just a little force, the small bamboo leaves were crushed into pieces by his fingers.
Raymond, whose face suddenly darkened, was about to get angry, but Little Nemo immediately spat out the bamboo leaves in his mouth and complained. "You bad guy, you can't eat these things..."
It stared at Raymond with its big eyes aggrievedly, and the tears it was holding were wiped away by Little Nemo. Then it held the bamboo leaf that it just spit out from its mouth and handed it over with its little hands.
come over.
He took the bamboo leaf over in annoyance. Red dots flashed in Raymond's eyes as he turned on the chip detection. Looking at the bamboo leaves of the Abyss Dwarf Bamboo that were gradually enlarged in his sight, confusion appeared on Raymond's face.
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The bamboo leaves that were completely condensed by magic were no different from what Raymond had seen before from Tutor Edgar, but as he observed carefully, he soon discovered some differences.
"Retrieve the raw data of the Abyss Dwarf Bamboo!" Leaving Little Nemo with his mouth full of grievances, Raymond turned around and walked aside, giving instructions to the chip.
Two images of abyssal dwarf bamboo leaves appeared in the field of vision. Under the comparison prompts of the chip, the results came out quickly.
The bamboo leaves formed by the technique are slightly different from the leaves of the naturally growing abyss dwarf bamboo. In terms of the hardness and toughness of the bamboo leaves, the bamboo leaves formed by the technique are similar to the leaves of the naturally growing abyss dwarf bamboo, except in appearance.
In essence, it is completely different.
Normal plant cells come in different sizes, but the plant cells formed by the technique are as if they were produced using molds. They are exactly the same size and arranged neatly without any disorder.
Raymond, who frowned, knew that he had made a mistake in modeling. He naturally believed that the plants condensed by magic would be exactly the same as those grown naturally.
Turning around and pinching the back of little Nemo's neck, Raymond made a rough estimate and found that this little thing had digested all the meditation grass he had eaten in a short period of time, but his weight did not increase much.
"If you eat so much, even a pig should have gained two ounces of meat." He muttered, but the moment Raymond put Little Nemo into the container, Little Nemo suddenly jumped up and opened his mouth.
Its small mouth opened and bit Raymond's finger in one bite.
His index finger was bitten by Little Nemo's teeth. Raymond, who instinctively retracted his hand, quickly laughed because the scene in front of him was like a small bamboo shoot hanging from his finger, and Little Nemo was dangling in the air.
Standing, my calves were kicking around but there was no place to focus.
But Raymond was only briefly shocked, because the heartbreaking pain before did not appear at all. Instead, his eyes were red and swollen, and little Nemo, whose face was full of grievances, could hardly hold on anymore.
Little Nemo was biting Raymond's finger. He was in mid-air and had nowhere to use his strength. His teeth alone could not support his weight.
Little Nemo, who exclaimed, let go, quickly fell into the container, sat on the pile of bamboo leaves and cried loudly. "Mom, bully the children, bully the children."
What..."
A smile appeared on his face, and no trace was left on the index finger that Raymond carefully observed. The protective force field brought by his plant talent allowed his skin to maintain the highest strength at all times.
But even though little Nemo was crying and cursing when he fell into the container, the tears he shed were immediately wiped clean and put into his mouth to lick up. The hateful look in his eyes showed that the little thing was angry.
Not light.
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Raymond turned around and took out a meditation grass placed by the bedside, broke off a few branches and used the plant's birth-promoting technique.
Following the obscure fluctuations of the spell, the meditation grass that grew rapidly reached over a foot in height, and its green branches and leaves were unusually full.
In just a few minutes, Raymond made enough meditation grass to fill the container and threw it next to Little Nemo.
When the first Meditation Grass was spawned, little Nemo, who stopped sobbing, jumped towards the Meditation Grass with joy and started to gnaw at it.
Raymond laughed when he saw this, but he didn't want it to be so comfortable. He picked it up again and asked it, "How long can you eat with this much food?"
Little Nemo was very dissatisfied with his mouth full of meditation grass and his speech was slurred. However, after he swallowed the food in his mouth, he still shouted excitedly. "It's delicious! It's so delicious."
!Children are growing now. If they can have ten piles of food a day, that’s enough for them to eat..."
With eyes wide open, he looked at the peaked Meditation Grass piled in the container, and involuntarily tipped Little Nemo's weight. The extremely depressed Raymond asked, "Will your appetite increase?"
With its little pink tongue, it licked the scraps of grass blades at the side of its mouth. Little Nemo's smart eyes looked a little innocent. "Big bad guy, children will work hard to grow up. After a while, there will be two babies every day."