Chapter 173 The daily life of dreams such as hot weather
Under the tree of the world, there was a picnic cloth on the soft grass, and there were some refreshments on the small square table. Liu An was drinking tea, Bai Qi was lying on the side to play games, while Bai, Mumu, Xiaocao, Miyuki, Saeko, Morigan... Well, the elf leader looked pretty good if she didn't speak.
Not far away, two extremely weird plants were fighting, a bright red, big-mouthed man-eating flower the size of a millstone and a stickman sunflower running all over the ground.
The big-mouthed flower has four leaves and small short legs, which cannot move quickly, but it can fly out a bunch of beans with arms out of its mouth. These small green things fly very quickly, easily break through the sound barrier, and will also explode.
There are constantly green self-explosion beans rushing towards the sunflower. Sunflower's response to this is to dance with a sleeve shaking dance... The two matchstick-like hands can be stretched and shortened, and the two noodles in the sunflower dance in a strange way. A large number of flying mung beans were blown away in the air.
However, the number of mung beans is too large, and many of them hit the sunflower and exploded.
This stimulated Sunflower, so Sunflower quickly changed its strategy, bent his knees and jumped up, and a beautiful backflip jumped out of the surrounding mung beans. The two noodles picked a few melon seeds on their faces, and with a sudden wave of the melon seeds shot down the remaining mung beans that were chasing closely.
Fortunately, with the image support provided by Mumu, Liu An would feel that he would not have to think about seeing it with his naked eyes and would definitely not be able to keep up.
One of them sets off the plane and the other close-defense defense. Or do you use melon seed main cannon to harass the big-mouthed flower? It's so lively and lively.
The strange scene in front of you originated from Mumu's creation. From the cute dragon, Mumu entered the creation state. Every time you came out of the house, you would go to the creation to play. Then, with the combination of a bunch of idle people, you would create a lot of weird things, such as the two things in front of you.
After glanced at the two guys who had obviously no one could kill each other, Liu An shook his head and took a teacup and took a sip, then leaned back and picked up a picture album and started to read it.
Although these guys have some unreliable aspects, they are quite perfect in inheriting Bai Qi's artistic abilities, so excellent works are created every day.
However, while raising his eyes, Liu An noticed that a busy man was walking over.
Rebecca sat directly next to Liu An, glanced at the table, and the little girl raised her eyebrows.
"Tea? No alcohol?"
When Liu An looked up, not only Rebecca, but also Ada and Claire were surprised.
After rolling his eyes, Liu An decided that it would be better to speak less.
"Uncle, don't you think you're a little hot here?"
As he said that, Rebecca picked up the teacup and took a sip, but the temperature made her stick out her tongue slightly.
"That's why I enjoy the cool here." Liu An's answer was also slow.
"No, I mean it's getting hot here, is Mumu sick?"
"Mumu is not sick, she just has a calm temperature with my house. It should feel like summer in summer. If you feel hot, you can go to the house. The room is quite cool."
Looking at the man in front of me, Rebecca opened her mouth, leaning against the cushion, drinking tea, and listening to the gentle music, and looking up again, the white clouds and breezes, if you feel it carefully, it is really cool under the shade, forming a sharp contrast with the heat outside the shade, and the shade of the Tree of the World is peaceful...
Turning his head, Rebecca found the same idea as himself in Claire and Ada's eyes.
"Are you an old man?"
Rebecca's words made Saeko and Miyuki chuckled. Indeed, Liu An gave them a feeling of the traditional country grandfather recently. In order to save electricity, he posted saving notes on the electric fan, laying on a cool pillow in the open room. Outside was the yard with lush vegetation. There were mung bean cakes and tea cups on the tea tray next to them, and a fan was shaken and shaken...
Then the picture in the minds of several people came true. Liu An trembled his hand and opened it, and there was a book on the mountain and river painting: Idle people. Pure face writing: Cultivating immortals.
"Who are you?"
Liu An himself was also happy, "Are I not waiting to dream? Unfortunately, my sleep quality has been very high recently."
"...This is for you to have some leisure." Rebecca shook his head and took the book that Liu An had just put down, but found that it was something like art paintings. He immediately looked at the other party in shock, "Do you still have this hobby?"
"It was given by the war elves. They always like to give me some weird things."
"For the war elves, two adults are the gods who created us." The elf leader took over the words, "so the boys all want to offer some good things to the two adults. Of course, only the best boy has the qualifications, and even I am preparing."
"Sister Morrigan, what have you prepared?" Claire looked at the rare and normal elf with a curious look on his face.
"We are preparing for an art-level garden galaxy."
Looking at the breeze and light clouds, Murray Gangclair almost sprayed out the tea he had just swallowed... The big guy's world is really hard to understand. I kneel down and give him a galaxy... I thought about how I was complacent about getting rich when I first came into contact with these people. Now I think about it, this is a very low-key person.
Claire felt it was time for him to look higher, such as putting the sun on the money? What is that? Starfleets and private galaxies are the pursuit, and the stars and seas are the romance.
Rebecca decided not to disturb her friends who were trapped in her small world, and instead mentioned the important matter.
"How is that mechanical assisted race like? Give me a few if there are enough."
"Well, tell me about Turiel or Honghou, they both care. As for what's going on... It's pretty good, there's a little problem."
"What's the problem?" Rebecca expressed curiosity.
“Reproduction problem.”
Rebecca:???
Looking at the confused little girl Liu An knew that she had said something.
"The superior pure gold directly made by the world is not something that can be seen everywhere, and only it can withstand the burning of a large amount of law information in the world's various brains and ideas. This is the problem."
"Ordinary lower-level pure gold cannot accommodate so much information related to the law stuffed into Mumu, and other substances are even more complete... The bearing capacity is equivalent to zero for the huge information Mumu has prepared."
"So reproduction is really a big problem. You can't see it when you have a world as a backing, but throwing them directly into other worlds will show it."
"…This is not trash either, why are you throwing them out for?
"Yes, so it's a small problem."
"By the way, uncle, did Sister Qi forget that she had picked up Magneto in the concentration camp?"
Liu An thought about this question carefully, then clapped his hands, "I forgot too."
"...Don't give it to me, I'm short of people."
"Yes." Liu An said that he was too lazy to nodding in such a small matter.
"Speaking of this, what did Sister Qi want to do when she picked him up?"
Bai Qi raised her head and showed a thoughtful look, then pointed her finger in the air, "I wanted to try to develop super powers, but I drank too much at night, and then forgot about it."
Chapter completed!