MUMA！
After kissing Zuo Yi on the cheek, the Bao'er jumped down from her chair. "I'm going to school. I'm going to be late."
"You haven't wiped your mouth clean yet!"
Zuo Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He wiped the milk off his face and said, "Don't be in such a hurry."
"Come."
Fang Yonghe, who was sitting next to her, took a tissue and wiped the Bao'er's mouth. The little girl smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you, Great-aunt!"
Fang Yonghe patted the little girl's head dotingly. "Go."
"Okay!"
The Bao'er ran upstairs. "Goodbye, Daddy. Goodbye, Great-aunt. Atay!"
Woof!
Accompanied by a loud bark, the righteous, loyal, and courageous foodie, Tai answered the call with the dog leash. He wagged his little tail and eagerly followed the little girl to the small living room upstairs.
“Fire！”
The Bao'er carried her small backpack, grabbed the leash, and stood in the middle of the teleportation array. The Bao'er valiantly shouted a magic spell.
She had learned this spell from a TV cartoon, and it sounded the same as "fly".
There was a flash of light on the floor. Then, with a "Biu" sound, she and Teck disappeared without a trace!
Zuo Yi, who was sitting at the dining table downstairs, sensed the fluctuation of the laws of nature from the teleportation array. He couldn't help but shake his head.
Ever since she became familiar with the teleportation array, the little girl didn't need her father to send her to school anymore. She could handle it herself.
This made Zuo Yi, the new generation's father who spoiled the little girl, feel a little lost.
Sigh, sometimes it's too convenient. Actually, it's not very good.
"I'll take care of the dishes."
Fang Yonghe looked at Zuo Yi in confusion and asked, "I'll go buy some groceries later. What do you guys want to eat today?"
"Okay..."
Zuo Yi's heart skipped a beat. He said, "Auntie, I won't be coming back for lunch. I plan to have a whole beef hotpot dinner tonight and invite a few friends to gather. You can just buy some vegetables."
Fang Yonghe asked, "How many people are there?"
"Let's count the ten first."
Zuo Yi thought for a while and replied, "We can add more if it's not enough. I'll go to the mall in the city to buy the hot pot. You'll be responsible for buying the ingredients."
Fang Yonghe smiled and said, "Alright, I'll buy more vegetables. We need to eat at home anyway."
"Yes."
Zuo Yi said, "Auntie, let Ah Gu clean up the rice bowls. You don't have to be busy."
After Fang Yonghe moved to the old mansion in Linjiang, she took over all the work of buying groceries, cooking, washing dishes, and washing clothes every day, snatching some of the work that originally belonged to the Giant Spirit Magus Slave.
According to her, if one stayed idle at home all the time, one would get rusty.
Doing housework is a very happy thing.
However, Zuo Yi knew very well that his aunt didn't want to be a rice worm who had to stretch out her hand for clothes and open her mouth for food. She also didn't want to live and eat for free at home. She even wanted to go out and work to earn money.
Zuo Yi understood his aunt's thoughts very well. He also had a suitable arrangement, but he hadn't told her yet.
"It's fine."
Fang Yonghe smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about it. Go!"
"Then I'll go first."
Zuo Yi got up and said, "I'll come back early in the afternoon."
"Okay, go."
After leaving the old mansion, Zuo Yi didn't go directly to the city. Instead, he went to the vegetable factory not far from home.
The former owner of this factory, Uncle Fatty, had already left Hangzhou City and went to Qiongzhou for retirement with hundreds of millions of assets. The original workers had all been dismissed, and all the equipment that could be sold had been sold, leaving only a few empty sheds.
Because no one had taken care of and maintained it for a long time, this place was gradually becoming a natural paradise. Wild flowers and weeds wantonly invaded the land that already belonged to Zuo Yi. From time to time, a few small animals such as field mice and frogs would scurry out of the weeds.
Other than Zuo Yi and Bao 'er, no one could enter this area protected by the magic formation. However, these little animals that belonged to nature were not included.
The treasured tree, the child tree of the Blue Star World Tree, stood in the center of this natural land!
In less than a month, its height had already exceeded thirty meters, equivalent to a seven or eight-story building. Countless branches grew out of its thick trunk, supporting a huge canopy that covered an area of several hundred square meters.
But what was very strange was that although the branches and leaves were dense, they didn't block out all the light. Countless paths were left between the leaves and branches, allowing the rays of sunlight to shine on the ground.
Under the cover of the treasured tree, the light shone on the small trees that were growing out of the aerial roots and were growing healthily!
When Zuo Yi strolled over, the leaves of this towering tree rustled. The aerial roots that hung down like whiskers moved without wind. Several dozen colorful butterflies flew out from the thicket and danced around him.
Zuo Yi smiled.
This was the treasured tree expressing its most sincere welcome to him. It had a childish and coquettish tone, like a puppy wagging its tail.
He reached out and lightly patted the tree trunk as a greeting.
Then, not far from the treasured tree, Zuo Yi took out the Minotaur Troll's corpse from his spatial ring.
This was undoubtedly one of the largest items that Zuo Yi had stored in his spatial ring. The headless demon corpse that was over twenty meters long laid flat on the ground, covering an area of several hundred square meters. Its height even exceeded Zuo Yi's height!
Although it was a split body, this Minotaur Troll's strength had reached the Legend rank. If it hadn't met Zuo Yi right after being summoned, its strength would have been enough to set off a bloody storm on Boro Island.
Zuo Yi beheaded it with a single strike, saving not only the several hundred thousand residents of Dyson City.
This time, Zuo Yi's greatest spoil of war from Boro Island was undoubtedly this Minotaur Troll's corpse.
Its skin, flesh, bones, and blood all contained extremely rich law power from the Abyssal Plane. If it was stored in the spatial ring, it would be able to maintain its freshness for a very long time.
However, if it was exposed to the outside world, this corpse would quickly be assimilated by the law power of the Blue Star World. It would then rot until it completely disappeared.
Therefore, Zuo Yi had to deal with it as quickly as possible. Otherwise, the losses would be great!
In the short few months since his return, he had already used up most of the spoils of war he had obtained in the Sadeya World. In the future, he definitely couldn't squander them so extravagantly, so he had to cherish what he had now.
Speaking of which, the Minotaur Troll Baal could be said to be the Chang Kaishen of the Abyssal Plane. Separated by millions of worlds, it had sent its precious split body twice and painstakingly delivered meat to Zuo Yi. Its spirit of sacrifice was truly moving!
Interestingly, in Zuo Yi's two encounters with the Minotaur Troll, Baal had only just responded to the summons. Before it could enjoy any offerings, it had already died in Zuo Yi's hands.
It must be mentioned here that the blood sacrifice was used to activate the summoning formation to communicate with the Abyssal Plane. The offerings were offered to the Abyssal Plane. Therefore, unless the summoner had the strength to withstand the backlash, they would have to prepare offerings to satisfy the summoned magical beast or demon. Only when the latter was satisfied could the summoner use the offering.
Asura did not have the strength to suppress the Minotaur Troll, nor did it prepare offerings. It was destined for tragedy.
However, Asura was only a small tragedy, while Baal was a large coffee table.
Creating a legendary split body required an enormous amount of resources. Even if the Minotaur Troll Lord was a demon lord of the Abyssal Plane, it still had to take out its coffin to meet its needs.
In the end, it had all been delivered to Zuo Yi for nothing. At this moment, it must have fainted from crying in the Abyssal Plane.
Without further ado, Zuo Yi pulled out his Crimson Dragon Sword and jumped onto the Minotaur Troll's corpse. He began to harvest the spoils of war.
In the world of Sadeya, harvesting prey was one of the basic skills that Knights and Wizards had to master. Zuo Yi had already reached the max level in this area.
His hunting career had started with a small fire rabbit. At that time, he didn't even know how to skin a rabbit. In the end, not only was he able to harvest a dragon's corpse, but he also didn't waste a single thing of value.
Most importantly, Zuo Yi had harvested a split body of a Minotaur Troll before. Now that he was doing it all over again, he was naturally very familiar with it.
First, the Minotaur Troll's skin was cut open. It was half a foot thick and was extremely tough. After tanning it, the armor made of it had extremely high defensive capabilities. Its resistance to magic, especially fire magic, had reached an astonishing level.
However, Zuo Yi didn't peel off the entire hide at once because the Minotaur Troll was too big. He first peeled off a portion, then cut off the beef and tendons, and then extracted the bones.
Once the beef, tendons, and bones were separated, they were instantly stored in the space ring.
Zuo Yi brandished the Crimson Dragon Sword in his hand, using it as the sharpest kitchen knife. He cut the Minotaur Troll's meridians at the fastest speed possible. His movements seemed to have been practiced thousands of times, skillful, accurate, and sharp to the extreme.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that it was an art.
If someone had witnessed this scene, the idiom 'Chef Ding dissects an ox' would be changed to 'Zuo Yi dissects an ox'.
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