The mechanical sound continued from night to morning.
There was a slight reassuring sound like some kind of processing machine, and the roaring sound was like the sound of someone falling asleep while sitting on a soft sleeper in a train. The sound was swaying and making people close up unconsciously.
Eyes, fell asleep comfortably.
Gwen opened her eyes, yawned, and first saw a somewhat messy room.
The rabbit and the dark cat were sleeping soundly, and Mihira was about to sleep on his lap.
Gwen's expression went numb.
…
Yesterday, we played Witch Cards together all night, and we encountered a rare incident of Cat Lantern giving away wine - Cat Lantern would occasionally take out some precious drinks to exchange snacks with the Utopians. Maybe it was because of a small number of Cat Lanterns.
Reasons not to drink.
So I had two drinks.
I had more fun...
Gwen pressed her temples and felt a little furry on her belly.
Pull off the quilt.
Unexpectedly, he saw two chubby cat lanterns lying on his belly.
It made a purring sound of "Meow! Ooooooooooo--".
At the same time, it exudes a soft smell.
And it gave off a smell of wine.
It's a bit strange to say it.
In her previous life, Gwen had never raised pets. She also knew the basic knowledge that dogs cannot eat chocolate, and it was not good for cats and dogs to eat too much cooked food. But...
Are animals like Cat Lanterns really considered cats?
They seem to have no inhibitions. Whether it is drinks, delicious cooked food, or even fried chicken and desserts, they can eat them all in one go without hesitation! They are just like normal otaku-level humans. No, it should be said that people eat on the contrary.
Cat lights don’t eat as much as this one.
Gwen grabbed the two cat lanterns, threw them aside, and looked at the card board in front of her.
I slightly remembered what happened before going to bed yesterday.
It seems that someone secretly used a very dirty set of cards yesterday... It seemed to be a rabbit!
Gwen resisted the urge to slap the rabbit awake.
Shake his body.
Got up slowly.
At the same time, he looked around for a week.
Fortunately, the level of messiness did not reach the level that I imagined. This seems to be related to the slight mysophobia of the rabbit, Mihaila and the dark cat. Gwen herself also has a little bit of this rather girly hobby, thinking about it
, it should be Mind Flayer Grid’s fault, right?
As a mind flayer, he is actually afraid of getting dirty, afraid of muddy water and garbage contaminating his socks.
What a depravity!
Know your shame, know your shame!
lattice!
——The mind flayer Sister Gezi who is staying in the spiritual landscape at this time cannot know because her oil painting was blocked by the cat lanterns with a black curtain. This black curtain has the function of isolating the source of power. Therefore, Gezi
All I could do was keep wailing inside, "Pull the cloth off quickly!", but unfortunately the cats playing around couldn't hear it.
By the way, this place is as clean as a college student dormitory on the first day.
It's not quite like Gwen imagined her last day in a college dormitory.
…
Boom, boom, boom——
There was a mechanical sound outside again.
Gwen scratched her head, opened the door and walked out.
It has to be said that the one who is most vigilant is Mihayla.
Hearing the slight noise, he half-opened his eyes. His long eyelashes covered his eyes, and the faint light shone through, making his eyes sparkle. His lips were slightly pouted, looking like flower petals that had been wiped away from the morning dew.
, moist, with a bit of softness that is crystal clear to the core.
On the other hand——
Gwen glanced at the rabbit and the dark cat. There was a cat lantern on each of the two cats' heads. Next to them lay the cat lantern that Gwen threw out. The six cats purred in unison.
sound.
It seems.
In Utopia, boys pay more attention to protecting themselves.
"Good morning."
Gwen greeted.
Mihayla was still a little confused and tilted her head to look at him curiously. After a while, she showed a bright and silly smile, opened her arms, and said in a slightly hoarse but very seductive voice: "Bring it to me."
coffee."
So cute.
…Gwen thought to herself, and at the same time, she stepped out and said:
"I do not want."
When you walk out of the door, you are greeted by a refreshing cold air with a bit of natural fragrance. For example, the apartment train has a certain period of "breathing time" every day, usually once in the morning and evening.
Mihayla's coquettish voice came from behind.
"Eh...why!"
"If you want to drink it, just get it yourself." Gwen said.
Less than half a second.
There was the sound of Mihaila getting up, and the rustling sound of putting on socks.
When she turned around, she saw Mihai stretched out her legs angrily, put on a pair of foot socks, scratched the ground with her slender toes twice to find the slippers, then gently lifted them up and placed them directly in front of her, with her feet
Stuff it inside.
"Give me a second."
Mihaila jumped up and busily straightened out the hair on her rat dragon's tail. At the same time, she carefully used her strength to untie her long dark gray hair that was mixed with the long hair on the rat dragon's tail.
"one."
"You're kidding! You're kidding, stop! Wait for Mihira!"
"..."
After finally waiting for Mihayla to finish her hair, Gwen yawned, kicked off her slippers, and tapped the door frame impatiently with her heel: "You don't want to put on makeup, right?"
"yes…"
Gwen turned around and walked away, putting on the plush slippers that she had thrown away on the way.
"Ah! You're kidding!"
After walking only two steps, Mihayla followed. As he followed, he complained: "How come you can't take a joke? You have no sense of humor!"
"Because all my sense of humor is used to suppress my hunger and sleepiness." Gwen said expressionlessly.
"Hungry? That's strange. Didn't we have a midnight snack together yesterday before going to bed?" Mihaila lifted up her indoor shorts as she walked. A Utopian like this with a tail must lift up her pants from time to time to avoid
It fell off. Of course, in formal clothing, there will be a cloth strap used to tie it at the base of the tail.
Gwen glanced at him.
"I did a long-lasting abdominal muscle workout at night, a sensual endurance and super-recovery workout."
"Please don't learn how to speak with a curse blade?"
"There are two cat lights lying on my belly when I sleep."
"oh!"
"It's bruised."
"Show it to Mihayla?"
Gwen stood still, turned around, grabbed her pajamas with both hands and lifted it up. The small green patch on her belly showed that the weight of the cat lanterns was indeed not low. After pressing it for a long time, she felt a little numb.
Mihaila took a breath of air: "Do you think the cat lanterns would be willing to lose weight? I didn't expect them to be so fat..."
When the two complained about the weight of the cat lights.
A horrified voice interrupted them.
"...You, you, you, what are you doing!?"
Gwen and Mihaila looked to the side at the same time and saw the Gray Tower. The bear looked at them with a frightened, excited, and "I love it so much" expression. The bear's paw pointed at them.
Gwen.
Gwen asked: "What for?"
Mihaila rolled her eyes, widened her eyes, picked up the cat's tail grass on the ground with her tail, and threw it on the gray tower, letting the bear bear the "cat's tail slaps" and yelled at the same time
: "Dirty!"
What's sordid?
Gwen didn't know, but he knew that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so he quickly put down his clothes, picked up the sleeping cat lamp that was sleeping soundly next to him, attached it to the source of power, and threw it as an armor-piercing cat bomb, smashing it hard.
On the belly of Huita.
"Oooh-ooh-ooh!"
While Huita screamed, Gwen thought about the synonyms of dirty, and shouted righteously: "Dirty!"
As for where Gray Tower went down.
he does not know.
All in all, we must seize these few opportunities and bully Gray Tower severely.
…
After crossing the corridor and heading towards the hall, a temporary wooden wall has been built between the room and the hall to protect personal privacy.
Although the cabin has been made smaller, it actually feels like it has grown larger.
Maybe this is what space planning is for?
I don’t know where the designer of Cursed Blade came from, but it seems to be a woman?
Passing by the unfortunate Hui Ta who was lying on the ground, holding his belly and howling, and the cat lamp who was sleeping well and meowing "Meow! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch -", the two walked out of the corridor.
Gwen looked back.
After confirming that Hui Tower couldn't hear, he asked: "What's so dirty?"
"Dirty?"
"You're the one who said Gray Tower..."
"Oh! Mihayla doesn't know either, but judging from his expression, it seems to be related to this aspect, so he took advantage of the situation and used it, hehe..."
"Eighty percent yes."
Gwen sneered: "Grey Tower, are we like Ron, exposing our bellies is a sign of courtship?"
Speaking of which, the Red Dog's Plague Death Chasing System actually exposed its belly. Sure enough, Ron Enren has an absolutely perverted heart under his serious appearance. I just don't know who will sacrifice first, the rabbit sister or the dark cat sister...
…But it’s hard to say, after all, Dark Cat is just like an ordinary male high school student on September 26, 2019.
For the first time, I heard that there is such a game in the world called "Atelier Series".
At the same time, it was also the first time that I realized that such a character could be designed in daily life.
Lysa!
Meaty Thigh Superman!
This is why most male high school students have moved towards diversification from the simple aesthetics of 'I just like bamboo pole-shaped thighs' and 'I just like big nana' - not the one who wants you to accept squinting under the banner of zzzq,
The diverse aesthetics of a male class who is black, transsexual but does not need to remove his balls.
Meaty thighs.
Real style of painting.
A beautiful girl in an idyllic setting with a country feel.
It finally destroyed the aesthetics of Japanese two-dimensional games that favor girls with bamboo sticks.
God bless the meaty legs.
By the way, the reason why Gwen said this is the same as Curse Blade's "...let's start with this day in history." It's just a foreshadowing, and the foreshadowing conclusion is:
Dark Cat recently realized the beauty of rabbit and cat meat thighs, but on the one hand, it can't let go of the abdominal muscles of the red dog sister.
And Tu Xi has recently discovered that really handsome beauties have a bit of a weird temper.
For example, True Detective and the Curse Blade are the most handsome and beautiful things in the world. The Curse Blade is the ultimate in birth, while True Detective is the ultimate in trickery. If you want to get emotional comfort through these two people, I'm afraid
It's a little harder than making Hua Hua feel guilty - Hua Hua: "I'm Mao Mao?"
It is really rare for a dark cat to be considerate and not like a Welgie.
...Strange to say, the people that Wilgis like most are often Wilgis, but what they generally like is the kind of Wilkie that doesn't look like Wilkie, for example, the personality is like Shad
Or Ron's kind of serious cat. Root is not good at all. Normal Root is just a little bit more normal than crazy Root.
"Where did the cursed blade go after it came back yesterday?" Mihayla asked.
"I don't know... Anyway, when she came back last night, she dragged Hua Hua out and said she wanted to order something..."
Gwen reluctantly recalled these things.
Because the harvest is rich.
Yesterday, Curse Blade generously ordered an empty boat takeaway.
It's the takeout delivered by the Skyboat Restaurant. It's fresh and hot. It's open 24 hours a day no matter what you want to eat. Legend... In some Skyboat restaurants, there will be huge furry cat lanterns appearing in them. These cat lanterns
He seems to have a special pursuit of food.
But then after everyone had eaten, she dragged Sparks out and went out.
I also brought a small bag of gems, saying that I wanted to buy some equipment and customize some equipment.
equipment……
Gwen quickened her pace and walked out of the corridor with Mihayla.
The first thing you see is the renovated base, a temporary observation room where a huge diesel machine is placed. The machine is constantly cutting the huge ice cubes brought back yesterday.
It's the ice cube that contains two unlucky women.
It has to be said that the vitality of the Origin Envoy is truly beyond human imagination.
Even if it is completely frozen like this, but with the source of body protection, you can still feel the vitality and strong vitality when looking from the outside, giving people an illusion... As long as the ice cubes are melted, these two
The guy can come back to life alive and kicking.
However, this is indeed an illusion.
When Gwen came back yesterday, she thought about using salt and vinegar to melt the ice.
It was just stopped by the cursed blade.
…
last night.
After Cursed Blade put down the phone for ordering food, he looked over in surprise: "What do you want to do?"
Holding a bucket of salt and a half bottle of vinegar, Gwen said honestly: "Melting the ice."
Curse Blade quickly stopped: "Did you rescue them to kill them with your own hands?"
…
Even with the strength of the Utopia Source Envoy, it cannot be thawed without preparation.
The natural thing that controls the cutting of ice is the spark.
Sparks didn't know why, but he had an unusual love for machines and technology. This beautiful boy with cat ears ran back and forth, muttering some data while using his cat tail to assist in controlling the machine.
However, I still didn't see the cursed blade.
"Spark, good morning!"
While Gwen was thinking, Mihayla had already greeted her enthusiastically.
I have to say that with such an energetic guy, the team atmosphere is great.
Sparks shook his ears, turned his head, and said with surprise: "Are you guys up? Just in time, can you help me? I just need a large interface source force messenger to provide a lot of valuable energy data, so that the diesel of this machine can be compared with
Source force produces a standard reaction, and based on the standard reaction, the source force cultivation agent is synthesized..."
Mihayla waved her hand.
Gwen looked like she was listening to what was written in heaven.
Although the Source Force Messengers are all scholars, there are still liberal arts students and science students in the world. Unfortunately, the vast majority of the Source Force Messengers are so-called liberal arts students, and those with science achievements generally only have basic skills.
"Stop, stop, stop."
Gwen yelled stop.
He took a breath and said, "Speak directly if you have anything to say, don't learn the curse blade."
"oh!"
Sparks put on an innocent smile: "You two wouldn't mind making a source power battery, right?"
…
After a series of negotiations, Hua Hua persuaded the two of them in exchange for ‘helping bring breakfast’.
Mainly Mihayla.
Gwen is like the kind of player who plays the Treasure Dream Breeding House. When she runs around with eggs for the first time, she naturally wants to see what can be hatched.
"Just stand in this machine, sit on the chair, and continue to inject source power."
Sparks pointed at an indicator stand: "You can fill it up, but they are consumed very quickly. So you'd better sit still... unless there is something urgent, such as the guy in front of you wants to escape..."
Sparks said.
Gwen followed his gesture and looked over, and saw the efreeti Wilgi. This guy, who was dressed like a desert dancer, stared at the three of them fiercely with his teeth clenched.
"It's not necessary..." Mihayla scratched her head, "...if I didn't care about you, you would have died there yesterday, right?"
"Is this the true face of the middle-aged security guard?"
Gwen was very interested.
Mihayla said: "Yes, the fire giant Wilgi, a very rare kind of Wilgi, was once, um... called a fire cat for a period of time?"
Fire cat?
May I ask if you know Wuyingquan?
...Gwen was amused by her own thoughts for a moment, and then she saw the elf djinn Wilji dressed as a desert dancer. There was a delicate silver chain on the left ankle of the cat. There was a spell attached to it, which came from the curse blade.
Handwriting.
Obviously, forcing the other party to join was not something Curse Blade was joking about.
However, based on the integrity of the source force messengers in Utopia, as long as the [Secret Code and Commandments] do not conflict with the original ones, they can join at any time.
Since the Rebellion of the Eternals.
The ecology of Source Power Messengers has undergone such earth-shaking changes. It can be said that as long as they are Source Power Messengers with the same origin, they can be exchanged through mutual personnel exchanges. For example, take the rabbit cat that Gwen is most familiar with.
He said that anyone can join as long as they are not in an alliance with the [Indulgence Faction], [Hongrong En Racism] and [Anti-Welgianism].
And because he has good skills in his own right.
Therefore, it should be valued and reused in other associations.
…
Looking at the other person's eyes that were obviously filled with hatred.
There is a high probability that the other party cannot be persuaded to join?
"Amazing loyalty." Mihayla said in an admiring tone.
Gwen nodded:
"There are really fewer and fewer people who would rather be killed than join the Source Power Messenger..."
Sparks looked over and said: "I will intercede for her in front of Curse Blade, so that Curse Blade doesn't take the coordinate book of her body..."
The fire giant civet roared loudly: "You guys, I didn't say I disagreed!"
"Then why are you staring at us with such a fierce expression?"
"Because I'm cold! Idiot!"
…
This is indeed the case.
When the Fellow train is ventilating, a large amount of cold air pours into the carriage, which can indeed lower the temperature of the carriage. And this fire giant civet is wearing cool clothes like a desert dancer. A cool red tube top
, the tulle dress is almost transparent, with only an opaque dancer's gauze skirt on the waist and hips.
Wear something that makes you feel cold even when you look at it.
You should know that even people like Gwen who don't like to wear Utopia men's stockings, still put on the socks honestly at this time and put on the plush slippers at the same time.
The fire giant civet cat is still barefoot at this time, and the sweat from yesterday due to staying under the Yuanli camouflage holster, and the sweat and blood from the subsequent battle have been mixed together and stuck to the body. When the wind blows, it is simply not too much.
It's cooler.
Honestly.
Gwen even felt that Curse Blade was really mistreating the captives.
Looking at the frozen fire giant civet cat, Gwen looked at Sparks.
"I checked it yesterday." Huo Huo introduced knowingly, "Her name is Haani..."
The fire giant civet puffed up its hair, and its beautiful red eyes widened: "It's Hatani! You stupid cat!"
"Oh, okay, Haani." Sparks flicked his cat's tail in a playful manner, "It's codenamed Desert Fox, and it's quite famous. Although part of the fame comes from everyone's questions, 'Why are you a cat?
The code name is Canine..."
"Foxes are cats!"
Huo Huo looked at the form in his hand: "Well, I dropped out of biology."
Gwen nodded: "I can see that."
"Desert Fox's specific operation is on the Heyuan train. The Heyuan train is a township-level train. It is relatively large. The train is located on the Gold-Silver Line. It is between the Golden Knight (urban level) and the Silver Starter (town-level).
If we divide it more specifically, this township-level car is between the brass tram number and the black iron go-kart number, and it still comes from a large area."
He is still a city-dweller, hee hee.
This message is more detailed and has a bit of a show-off approach.
The purpose is naturally to let the new partners take a look at the intelligence gathering speed of the secret agents.
Very effective too.
Desert Fox, this rare fire giant civet cat, was shocked all of a sudden. It changed from a cold and trembling look to a surprised expression.
Sparks turned over the note in his hand:
"They come from a small society, in a state of semi-indulgence and semi-restraint. This society has stolen many corpses and sold them for money, but they don't eat corpses. They only worship nectar food."
After confirming that it was not a bad thing, Gwen said to Sparks confidently and boldly: "Then untie her and let me plant the Mind Flayer seeds in her body, so that there is no need to worry about her escaping."
Desert Fox couldn't help but ask: "What is a mind flayer seed?"
Gwen showed a kind smile: "A spell that can take away your heart in one fell swoop as long as it doesn't need a powerful source of power to lift it."
The Desert Fox's face turned livid and returned to its trembling look of ice.
…
Untie the chain.
Gwen used Gezi's spell to arrange the desert fox, ensuring that if this guy went to the toilet and disappeared, he would immediately release Gezi... By the way, Gezi was extremely angry now. If the desert fox escaped, then
What we have to face may be a storm-level mind flayer.
The reason for being angry is also very simple.
Those cat lanterns hung on the grid all night and all morning before the cloth was pulled away. This made the grid very depressed, and he wanted to kill someone on the spot!
After getting free, the first thing Hatani the Desert Fox did was to borrow some clothes and then borrow a bathroom to take a bath.
…
"I almost stunk like salted fish one night."
Sparks said with a smile, then looked at Gwen and Mihayla and asked: "By the way, what do you want for breakfast?"
"Mihira, I'd like coffee and a sandwich, thank you."
"I want pork chop buns and a glass of milk..."
The two of them got on the machine obediently, sat down, and watched the machine extract their source power.
…
After a while, Hatani came back after taking a shower. He was wearing fresh clothes and looked like he was alive.
"Wow, it's so refreshing..."
She sat down a little stiffly, with her hands on her thighs and knees.
At this time, Sparks also came back early.
The delicious food made her eyes wide open.
Food is the lifeblood of the Welji people that cannot be escaped. After they have some similarities with Cat Lantern, their love for food has been integrated into their blood.
She couldn't help but ask: "Your food has always been so good? This meal costs at least ten privately made coins, right?"
The rations that Sparks prepared for himself were different from the sandwiches and pork chop buns that Mihaila and Gwen ordered. Instead, they were filled with a large amount of smoked ham and a standard long bread, and cheese was stuffed into them in the same way as making pizza.
The cheese bread is baked until it is slightly golden. The bread has a rich aroma and the ham is slightly burnt and the fat is soaked in the bread.
You can tell at a glance that if you eat it in one bite, countless calories will flow into your body!
It is a food that even cats like to eat.
Except for being a little expensive, everything about this meal is perfect.
"Food? Ah, yes. Our Secret Detective Club is considered a wealthy club, so we have a dedicated chef's car to provide food expenses. How about this? Is this an advantage compared to some small clubs?
?”
Sparks said this in a showy tone.
Obviously, this kind of thing is indeed quite enviable, and Hatani's expression suddenly became extremely emotional.
As if to confirm something, she looked up at the dinner plate again: "I heard that the secret agent is an association without a secret code?"
"That's right, but if I were you, I would say it is an association that does not have a mandatory requirement to practice the general secret code of the association."
"...You won't force me to change the secret code, right?"
"That's right."
Her secret book seems to contain secrets that she is unwilling to give up.
Sparks, on the other hand, acted unconcerned, like a cat.
People like Sparks are the most common type in the secret detective association. They seem to be well-behaved, but in fact, except for the members of the same group, they are very cold, polite and distant towards everyone else.
But this slightly polite and distant attitude made Hatani feel particularly comfortable, it could be said that it felt like an unrestrained feeling.
She said softly: "Then what are the benefits of joining, and what do I need to pay for it?"
"No. We..."
Huo Huo was silent for a moment and showed a strange smile: "...We are just a group of familiar strangers who help each other."
The voice and appearance of the MLM Master Curse Blade are still there.
Gwen also showed a strange smile.
He soon saw the reassuring expression on the desert fox Hatani's face. This statement seemed to be easy to confuse these people with ulterior motives.
He lowered his head silently, picked up the pork chop bun and took a bite.
Not surprisingly, the taste is very utopian.
The Utopia specialty refers to a crispy style, the same style as pan-frying. So even the pork chop buns are made crispy by boiling the bread on both sides, and the vegetable beef is mixed with some minced garlic, minced onions and basil leaves.
Oil, take a sip...
It can simply make people faint with happiness.
Pork is a pig that Curse Blade finally got during a recent hunt. Pigs are rare in Utopia. Even in some big cities, they are still bred, but their price-performance ratio is not as good as that of sheep and cattle. Therefore,
Many people are not willing to buy it.
Cursed Blade hunts wild boars.
——Of course, this kind of wild boar can overturn a shark lizard beast head-on. The specific damage value Gwen estimates is 2*(2d6+6). It can defeat hundreds of ordinary goblins. In a row... it can even defeat heavy goblins.
To the extent of several.
And why can you actually get meat pigs by hunting this kind of wild boar? This has to explain one thing.
Utopia is by no means a narrow worldview that only allows state officials to set fires but does not allow people to light lamps.
Utopians are more like smoking mushrooms - the authorities have strictly banned many drugs, because the source of power is related to the mental state and spiritual state. Some drugs that are effective on these two are abused, so they cannot be purchased, and the authorities will punish you if you speak out.
The black dogs follow, so they use various "mushrooms" as nicknames - people who get high by sucking mushrooms.
They also pay more attention to "having fun with the people", and the people here don't just refer to ordinary people, but also include source monsters.
Since the Source Power Envoy will improve himself by eating his own kind as a ritual, why don't animals do this?
Animal ethics are even weaker.
Therefore, the origin animal, as an intelligent creature developed from barbarism, or as a "civilized creature" in a human's arrogant tone, will always be more barbaric than barbaric.
Wild boars have bred meat pigs.
Barbarian bulls, evil bulls, minotaurs, and purgatory minotaurs have bred beef cattle.
Wendigos will make food reserves from weaker members of the same species.
Newly born ghouls will look at their frail mother with evil intentions.
…
But these have nothing to do with Gwen.
The authorities are too civilized and have established a weak order. But even a weak order is a basic order and will not produce the horrific and bloody era of the last era of the Gray Kingdom. By the way, for that era, the most reliable
Pu's guess is that Curse Blade's family could be considered a 'Not Crazy Root Family' back then.
Gwen finished her breakfast and the ice cubes were almost cut.
It went from a huge ice cube to something like a small wardrobe.
"Oh ho ho!" Sparks ran over, picked up a calculator and measured some items.
At the same time, he squinted his eyes and looked at the frequency of movement of the piston that mixed the steam valve with diesel.
The experienced craftsman pressed his hand up and felt it:
"It's time to heat up!"
The technological level of Utopia is still stuck in the wonderful Victorian era...
Of course, this is just Gwen’s rhetoric of relatively high emotional intelligence.
In fact, in Utopia's technology, except for a small number of precise technologies, most of the scientific equipment are "empirical scientific equipment". For example, how should you check the progress of a spinning machine for garment making? Rely on your eyes! Rely on experience! Skilled workers
You can even rely on your voice.
You can recognize your progress by the clicking sound of the shuttle.
It can be said to be quite terrifying.
And if he wants to understand this precision machine made by sparks, he can only do it through his eyes and feelings. Fortunately, the source power of the source power envoys allows them to have universal precognition. Although this kind of precognition cannot be
Not to predict the future, but at least to predict 'what will happen if I press this button'.
"What to do next?"
Gwen was curious.
"Next? Oh, next we just need to pour a sufficient amount of the source solution in... By the way, Gwen, you don't know the purpose of the source solution, right?"
The sparkle set the tone and introduced it to the curious crowd.
This solvent is a unique skill of engineering power users. It can be said to be one of the basic formulas and has countless mysterious colors. However, since each synthesis requires looking at the sky, time, and surrounding influences, apart from the real
Except for the Source Power users who are tinkering with engineering, alchemy, and the mystical production of potions, very few people would study it.
Naturally, few people know even its characteristics.
"This basic Yuanli solvent can be said to be very versatile and can replace various 'not expensive, not complicated, but definitely troublesome' items we need. For example, the nutrient solution in the petri dish, etc.
It’s expensive and not difficult to get, but when you need it, you will find that you have to travel halfway through Utopia to find the seller... This kind of thing occasionally happens in life.”
"..."
I know.
Batteries for air conditioner remote controls.
Cell phone charger cord.
And the smoke on a rainy day.
…
Gwen nodded in approval.
"The most important function of source potions is that they can be used as a kind of liquid 'oxygen' with a concentration that does not cause physical dysfunction. At the same time, it also contains the energy needed to restore human body skills and the source of gentle attributes.
force……"
He patted the glass wall and said to the ice cubes inside that had shrunk by about 80%: "The way to thaw the frozen ones is to use this liquid to gently restore their body functions. At the same time, outside
Use a warm heat source solution that will not cause the skill to shrink."
Mihayla asked, with a curious expression on her face: "Is there no harm in this?"
"There are still some. If it is frozen and then unsealed, even the source of power cannot bear it!"
After realizing the theory of 'familiar strangers', Desert Fox finally became less restrained and asked obediently like a student: "What is it specifically?"
Sparks glanced at her.
Show a smile:
"I'm going to catch a cold."
…………
"Ah sneeze!"
There was a loud sneeze.
After thawing, the two girls were wrapped in blankets and stuffed into the sofa, holding hot tea in their hands. I don't know how much better the treatment was than the desert fox Hatani at the beginning!
"Hey hey hey, it's a delicious hot tea..."
The woman with long hair made a voice that made people feel soft.
The expression with narrowed eyes is completely harmless, but it feels a bit anti-customer.
In contrast, Ron En, the man with dog ears and dragon tail next to her, was much more introverted, holding a cup and just in a daze.
"Thank you for rescuing us, hehehehe." The thick and long-haired woman said happily, "It took so much effort to get us out, maybe it was not to eat the sashimi of the source of energy, haha!"
This guy is too cheerful.
Simply a social terrorist.
Ron, who was next to her, bumped her arm with his elbow: "...and invited us to drink tea."
"Yes! They even invited us to drink tea! Hahahaha, the tea is so delicious, it makes people who are about to turn ice into popsicles come alive!"
As she said that, she remembered something, pointed to herself and said, "I forgot to introduce myself, right? I am Tomia from the Academy! The species is..."
Ron, who had short black and red hair, touched her with his elbow again, his eyes serious: "...race."
"Ahahaha! The race is Mastodon Shad, hehehehe~"
Mastodon Shad?
Gwen looked at the other party's big horns in surprise, feeling that it looked like some kind of dragon horn. She thought it was a dragon creature like the short-haired woman next to her... But looking at the other party's thick hair, she could also predict this.
It's Shad.
Originally I expected it to be Ronsard.
But I didn’t expect…
Gwen glanced at her.
Mihayla was directly curious: "Mastodon Shad? What a rare race. Aren't Shads related to bears?"
"Oh, no, there is a character like Shad the raccoon among Shads..."
I felt the stern look from short-haired Ron.
Tomia scratched her hair and showed a silly but sly smile: "...Hey, race, race is very strange. Although the source of power is very fair, some races have very special powers.
Great initial ability value, hahahaha, by the way, Mastodon Shad is a very powerful... race!"
"By the way, rat dragons are also very powerful... races!"
Tomia patted her belly and remembered something, and suddenly her face fell: "Ah! My research materials..."
Fell into panic.
However, she looked panicked, drinking tea in large gulps and kicking her legs wildly, giving people the feeling of an elephant losing its temper.
Her companion was embarrassed, holding the blanket with both hands, and his face was a little red: "If possible, can you prepare some sweets for her? She has a slight source of sugar addiction... I am Farah from the Academy, Hong
Ronte Arubis Ron became a backpacker for some reasons.”
"Backpacker!" Mihayla said in surprise.
This is considered a relatively low-level profession in the entire Utopia...
but.
Farah played with the hair beside her ears: "...but closer to an adventurer."
Although the process of backpackers and adventurers is somewhat similar, adventurers often have a long-term accommodation room in a high-end apartment train, as well as military equipment worth more than 10,000 yuan... This makes sense.
Gwen nodded and said to Sparks: "Go and get some sugar water, and by the way, advance the food I saved and get them some food."
"I don't get this kind of treatment." The desert fox said a little bit.
"Because you don't have the ability." The rabbit got up and crawled out without hesitation to ruthlessly attack his fellow humans.
