First it was a drop of water, and then it gradually became bigger, the size of an apple, the size of a watermelon...
When it reaches the size of a car, it begins to deform, like water rolling like lava, as if it is unwilling to be just a drop of water, and has a higher pursuit.
Finally, the transformed form appeared in front of everyone.
The others' surprise was understandable, even Cai Gen couldn't believe it.
What's this?
Ruoshui brand, excavator?
The huge transparent excavator, with the water on it still surging, accompanied by some cracks in the distortion of time and space, shows that it contains huge energy. It is not a sculpture for show, and completely overshadows the flashy snowman next to it.
Cai Gen raised his fingertips and didn't dare to move, for fear of accidentally launching them.
But the Ruoshui form in front of him really challenged Cai Gen's cognition.
Could it be that I am proficient enough and have already entered Ruoshui One Hundred and Eighty Forms?
When Gong Kanghui first demonstrated it to himself, the excavator was also in a relatively advanced form.
During those days of hard work, Cai Gen's best achievement was to make a Ruoshui rice cooker.
The difference between an excavator and a rice cooker is definitely not of the same order of magnitude.
Wanting to show off his excitement, but fearing that he would lose his composure and not find Ruoshui's feelings, Cai Gen kept shaking his head and blinking to attract everyone's attention.
However, everyone's attention was not on Cai Gen at all.
With such a big excavator, who can look at him?
To say that the eyes fell all over the place is a bit exaggerated, but everyone's expressions were numb and their eyes were straight.
Especially Xiong Haizi, with tears still in his eyes. The excavator he saw was colorful and sacred.
Countless thoughts came to my mind, and the most real one was, why is Mao an excavator?
Even a tree or a stone can be described as sacred.
As a result, a sacred excavator came?
No matter how sacred the excavator is, isn't it still an excavator?
Lang Jiahao had changed from squatting to kneeling, offering his knees.
The witch dance has been lost for so many years, and it shows its power for the first time, which is so touching.
The perfect combination of traditional techniques and modern industry, I have never discovered that Cai Gen is such a talented person, so imaginative and creative.
Seeing that the heaven-defying magic of shamanism was flourishing in Cai Gen's hands, Lang Jiahao secretly made up his mind that he must learn to drive an excavator or, no, learn witchcraft from Cai Gen.
Yang San's team of eight finally stopped laughing.
Shi Leilei was the only one who smiled a little like the crowd. After all, her knowledge was not as deep as that of Yang San and the other seven, and she had not experienced the popular science of magic weapons from the gods in heaven.
Yang Sanqiang bit his lip to stop his laughter and turned around to stop the other six.
The eye contact never stops, and thoughts are passed in the heart.
"Is Cai Gen doing performance art?"
"Probably not. The power of the rules of water in the excavator is real."
"So since Cai Gen has mastered the rules of water, why did he want to make an excavator?"
"Yes, there are many choices for swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks."
"Perhaps ordinary weapons are not as shocking as the excavator."
"If you say so, it's true. Most people will be shocked by the power of the excavator when they see it, not to mention that it also contains the rules of water."
"Stop talking nonsense, I guess I went astray, or Cai Gen can't control it. You six should actually learn more from Cai Gen's spirit of expansion.
Don’t stay the same, be more innovative.
Only innovation is the primary productive force.
Confined thinking is definitely a roadblock to progress.
From now on, if we go back and compete with others for women’s territory, and just pull out an excavator, how cool would that be?”
"San'er, why are you robbing me? Is it to serve me?"
Yang San and the six Meishan brothers were shocked at the same time. They did not expect Shi Leilei to join in the subconscious communication, especially when Yang San made a mistake just now.
Yang San also didn't speak, and used actions to make up for his mistakes.
He picked up a big slap and started to slap his own mouth, which made his teeth bleed.
As for Prolo, of course he also felt the power of rules in Ruoshui, but the moment he saw the excavator, his brain was overwhelmed by thousands of questions, and he immediately went blank.
Xiao Sun and Xiao Tmall looked at each other and looked behind the RV at the same time.
They have determined that the square dance performed by the old people together has some resonance with Cai Gen's witch dance, thus amplifying Ruoshui's effect.
This discovery is groundbreaking.
If there really is such a connection, then when Cai Gen goes out for peace in the future, will he bring a square dancing tour group?
If hundreds of old people danced in the square together, could Cai Gen summon the Ruoshui aircraft carrier?
As long as there are enough people, spaceships are no problem, right?
With trembling hands, Xiao Sun helped Cai Gen take notes. He recorded in detail the time, location, number of old people, and how many times he jumped. This is definitely the most important data.
Cai Gen showed off for a long time, but didn't respond to anyone, which was very boring.
Forget it, I need to train well in the future. How can I do it when the audience is so unqualified?
Not to mention sending flowers or fruits as a reward, asking for some applause and cheers is not too much.
Lifting the tractor is as easy as lifting a drop of water.
The other hand reached out to the snowman, and just when he was about to touch it, the music in the RV suddenly changed.
"Oh, I'm talking about fate, ah ah ah ah ah...
Oh, I said it exists, ah ah ah ah ah..."
The rhythm of the music suddenly changed, and Cai Gen's hands trembled in fright.
"Naqi, what are you doing?"
Even more impatient than Cai Gen were the uncles and aunts getting out of the car. Aunt Long's music was obviously not up to par, so they all got in the car cursing.
"Why do you blame me when your cell phone rings?
Cai Gen, have I spoiled you again recently?
Who are you with?"
Only then did Cai Gen remember that his phone was still connected to Bluetooth, so he really didn't blame Na Qi.
Can I still answer calls in this separate space?
Doesn't it mean that no one is allowed in, but no radio signals?
That's right, Lang Jiahao called the logistics team just now.
"Take it and see who it is."
"Cai Gen, you seem stupid. Don't you just listen when you answer the phone?
It’s not a video call, are you watching it with your ears?”
Cai Gen really wanted to smash the excavator into Na Qi's face, since it was all his own inside and out, but he still couldn't bear to part with it.
"Uncle Na, I'm occupying my hand. I'm sorry to bother you."
Naqi was a docile donkey, and his good words usually worked, so he immediately picked up the phone.
"Husband, what are you doing?
I've been there for several days and there's been no correspondence at all. How's it going?
Is the matter settled?
Are you okay?
If not, can I go there?"
The sound effect of Naqi was very good, and Cai Gen heard his wife Yuanyuan’s voice immediately.
At this critical moment, with the excavator in hand, why did my wife still call?
There are so many people listening, what can I do?
Cai Gen is a little impatient.
“Ah, okay, why not?
Just stay at home and take care of your baby, that's fine with me.
Okay, stop talking, I have something to do."
"What's the matter with you?
Why are you so impatient?
Why, did I delay your business by calling you?
If that’s the case with you, I won’t bother you anymore.”