"Look what we did today."

A smiling middle-aged woman puts the dinner plate on the table.

The white dinner plates contained hot dishes, and the rich aroma rose in the moist air.

"It's scrambled eggs with chives!"

Lin Chichi, who had just opened the door, sat down on the chair, holding the edge of the dining table with both hands, leaning her head forward, and took a deep breath, "It smells so good."

Then she stretched out her hand, picked up the chopsticks next to her, and reached out to pick up the egg chunks on the plate.

Snapped--

The middle-aged woman reached out and knocked her hand off, "Go and wash your hands."

"Okay."

Lin Chichi put away her chopsticks and walked to the kitchen.

"Hey, are you here to wash your hands?"

In the narrow kitchen, a middle-aged man with a somewhat rich face was wrapping the hand sanitizer on his hands. He glanced at Lin Chichi with a smile and said, "Get in line."

"You came first, you are awesome."

Lin Chichi pouted at the middle-aged man, then glanced at the white marble cabinet next to her.

At this moment, there are two plates of vegetables placed next to the gas stove, one is stir-fried pork and the other is fried pork ribs. There is a pot of chicken soup simmering in the earthenware pot of the gas stove.

Lin walked to the earthen pot slowly and calmly, picked up a small bowl from the side, then raised the spoon in his hand, scooped out a spoonful of chicken soup, put it into the bowl, put it in his mouth and took a sip.

“It smells so good.”

"Does it smell good?"

A gentle voice came from behind.

The girl looked back and saw her mother coming to the kitchen to serve the food. She subconsciously shrank her head and said, "Hey, Mom, let me help you taste the saltiness. Your soup tastes just right, not salty nor bland."

"After washing your hands, it's time to eat."

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes at Lin Chichi, then she looked up at the middle-aged man next to her and said, "Her dad, bring out the food."

"Okay~"

The middle-aged man next to him passed by Lin Chi Chi, smiled at the girl, winked, and imitated the girl's tone and said, "Have a taste of it."

Looking at his daughter's angry little face, he walked to the nearby rice cooker, opened the lid of the rice cooker, reached out and took the rice cooker's inner pot out of the kitchen together with the cooked rice inside.

"snort."

Looking at the back of the middle-aged man, Lin Chichi snorted coldly, quickly stretched out his hand to apply hand sanitizer, and rinsed the foam off his hands with the sound of running water.

Then she waved her hand and rushed out of the kitchen quickly, passing by the middle-aged man who put down the rice cooker liner, and rushed to the seat next to the dining table.

The middle-aged man looked at her, quickly pulled away and walked towards the chair in front of Lin Chichi.

The two of them walked to the chairs almost in no particular order, and then stared at each other at the same time.

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged woman picked up the rice bowl next to her and sighed, "How old are you two that you still play this kind of game of jockeying for seats?"

Then she looked at the inner pot of the rice cooker, which only contained rice. She turned back and glanced at the middle-aged man, "Her dad, go take out the rice spoon."

"good."

The middle-aged man nodded, turned and walked towards the kitchen.

When he came out of the kitchen with a wooden rice spoon, Lin Chichi was already sitting in his seat and made a face at him.

"When the child grows up, he doesn't even know how to let his father do it."

He slowly sat down on the seat next to his wife and handed the rice spoon to her.

"Dad, look what you said,"

Lin Chi Chi picked up the chopsticks on the table, stood up halfway, and handed a pair to his father, "It sounds like you could beat me when I was a kid."

Then she handed the remaining pair of chopsticks to her mother.

"Okay, it's time to eat."

The middle-aged woman took the chopsticks, reached out and tapped the girl on the head.

"ah!"

The girl let out a soft cry, shrunk her head, and sat back on the chair.

The middle-aged woman placed the plate of rice in front of her husband and daughter, and also sat on the chair.

"Our city's meteorological station has issued an orange rainstorm warning. It is expected that rainfall will exceed 50 millimeters in the next three hours, and there may be extremely heavy rain in some areas..."

Lin Chichi picked up the rice bowl in his hand, took a chopstick of vegetables, took two bites of rice, and watched the news broadcast on the TV. He was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then slowly turned his head to look out the window.

Thick clouds covered the originally blue sky, and oppressive gloom spread in every corner of the city.

"Why did it start to rain suddenly?"

The middle-aged woman held her rice bowl and looked out the window at the dim sky. "I checked the weather forecast yesterday. It will still be sunny today."

"God is so,"

The middle-aged man also raised his head and glanced at the sky, "The sky will change if it changes."

"Are you going to the company again this afternoon?"

The middle-aged woman turned back and looked at her husband beside her.

"I have to go. I have some unfinished things and I have to work overtime."

The man smiled cheerfully and comforted, "It's okay, don't worry, it's just a heavy rain. It's not like I haven't seen it before."

The woman paused, spoke slightly, then finally sighed and put a piece of ribs into her husband's bowl, "Don't drive too fast, pay attention to safety."

"It's okay. You trust my skills. I've always been able to drive very steadily."

The man still had a cheerful expression on his face and answered with a smile.

"dad,"

At this time, the girl sitting on the other side of the dining table suddenly put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands. She looked at the middle-aged man in front of her and said in a lower tone, "Is it okay if you don't go today?"

"What's wrong?"

The man looked at the girl in front of him doubtfully, put down his chopsticks, and smiled, "Okay, Dad, it's okay. It's just a little heavy rain. Don't make it look like the end of the world."

Then he seemed to remember something, and turned his eyes from the worried girl's face to look at his wife, "Speaking of which, is it two days since Chi Chi's birthday?"

"You actually still remember?"

The wife knew that her husband was changing the subject, but she still smiled and answered softly.

"I remember it every year, well, it's our cute little cotton-padded jacket after all,"

The man turned back and looked at the girl's tender cheeks, "Do you have any gifts you want?"

Lin Chichi raised his head and stared at his smiling parents in front of him.

The dark light that no one noticed penetrated the white fingertips.

The air around her was so quiet, so quiet and a bit cold, that she seemed to be able to hear the rapid heartbeat in her chest.

All this seemed normal, but for some reason, her heart was beating very fast, as if something scary was about to happen.

She raised her head, looked at her father sitting in front of her, and suddenly said, "Dad, I'll go with you in the afternoon. I haven't been to your company for a long time."

The middle-aged man glanced at his daughter in surprise. After a brief pause in thinking, he smiled and said, "Of course, since it's a delayed request, it's okay."

The girl looked at her father in front of her. The worries in her heart had not completely dissipated, but she felt a little calmer. She nodded seriously, "It's a deal!"

——

A simple boat shuttles along a void of space.

"That giant tree is the 'guard' of a ruins I discovered in the ruins. My current B-level talent comes from that ruins,"

Ge Ya stood in the boat, looked at He Ao, and said softly, "In order to avoid the giant tree, I tried many methods and relied on coincidence and luck to enter the ruins.

"In the space just now, I wanted to hide in the ruins, but I couldn't find it."

To sum up, the space just now reproduced the most dangerous giant tree monster scene in Goya's memory. Originally, this scene could be 'safe' by hiding in a ruins, but that ruins were not replicated in that space.

So Goya had to fight that giant tree monster.

So, the reason why the 'ruin' is not recreated is because the existence behind all this just wants to kill Goya and extract Goya's 'despair', or is it because it cannot be re-engraved?

Thoughts passed through He Ao's mind.

This bubble space that reproduces past scenes should have energy limits. Judging from the previous two experiences, its actual power exceeds B level, but it has not reached angel level.

It might even be inferior to the incomplete angel-level power that He Ao had experienced in the dungeon world.

In other words, it is very likely that it will not be able to reproduce anything at the angel level or even above the angel level.

The fact that the copy of himself in Heao's own bubble space has no memory of 'gods' may also prove this.

If it cannot be copied, then Goya has been to that ruins before, and it is very likely that there are at least angel-level items.
To be continued...