This was a big deal. Jingle had come of age. However, this sentence itself was problematic, because she had come of age twice. The first time was on her birthday, which was tens of thousands of years old. The second time was when she learned how to switch to her God form. This was the Protoss's recognized qualification for coming of age. This was the second time. Now that she had dropped two leaves, this was the third time.
It was said that every time Jingle came of age, she would have a big celebration. The Life Goddesses coming of age thrice in their lifetime was also the most unique point among all the Protoss in the Star Field. In the words of Father God, these little things live a messy life. If you take it seriously, you'll lose.
Now, both of Jingle's leaves had fallen. One was given to Liliana, who planned to transplant it into the withered vines of the Mother Tree in two days. Then, she would graft the Mother Tree and the Heavenly Garden together. She planned to plant the other leaf.
Once she grew a little Jingle, she could play with her. That was her original words.
When Xiao Budian said that he wanted to plant a little Jingle, Shallow Shallow instantly got busy. To the latter, as long as it was the first time she saw something rare, it would definitely be interesting. She wanted to get involved in everything. Before we could react, she had already run in with a flower pot. The flower pot was filled with soil that she had dug out from the yard. "Plant this, here!"
Dingdang solemnly crawled to the side of the flower pot and dug a small hole inside. Then, she placed her leaves inside. When she was burying it, she muttered: "Dig a hole, bury some soil, count one, two, three, four, five … Father God, father God, when will it be able to grow?"
Father God stared at Dingdang with his mouth agape. He suddenly turned his head and said, "Did you give her something strange to eat? Why does this child look even more foolish than when he was young! "
As for King Huron Hilla, who had been watching the show from the beginning until now, he was already laughing so hard that he was about to pass away. He was lying on the sofa with all four limbs sprawled out, while Icetis, Monina, and the rest of the unscrupulous fellows were pounding their chests and stamping their feet. Lin was at a loss as to what to do when she saw her captain acting so cute. Fortunately, the child was still kind, and cautiously reminded him, "Captain, it won't grow if you keep planting it like this …"
"It can't grow?" Jingle tilted her head and thought for a moment. Suddenly, she clapped her hands in realization. "Ah, Lin is right. We still need to water them! Leave the flower pot here. Jingle will be back soon … "
After a while, she came out of the kitchen shakily holding a plastic kettle. The kettle was almost twice the size of her, and it was filled with water. The little thing was quite strong. She flew all the way here without falling. Didn't she know how to summon a Treant when she wanted to do hard work?
"Pour some water, pour some water …"
Jingle lay on the edge of the flower pot and put the kettle aside. Under the little one's command, crystal clear water droplets directly floated up from the kettle and fell into the soil. The water seemed to have a life of its own. After coming into contact with the soil, it actually found a gap and drilled into it. The efficiency of sprinkling water was even higher than drip irrigation. The little one clung to the edge of the flower pot and laughed as she watched. I thought to myself, why did you go to the kitchen to fetch water when you had such a trick …
"Father, can it grow like this?"
Jingle asked excitedly.
Father's mouth twitched. "… I didn't even get to say anything. Don't you think this pot is a little small?"
Jingle looked at the flower pot. "It's not small. It's even taller than Jingle!"
There weren't many things in this world that were shorter than you!
"Think about how big the flower vines in Kajia's temple are." Father didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he pointed at the flower pot that looked like it was only suitable for planting garlic sprouts. "Look at the pot you picked. If a little Jingle grows in it, she will probably get sick from holding it in."
Jingle suddenly understood. "Oh, that's true!" Then, she quickly dug out the small muddy leaves and flew out through the window. Everyone was bored now, so they followed the little one to see how lively she could be. So, they all came out in a mighty manner. Jingle looked around the yard for a long time and found a good place: next to the tree where Anveena usually learned to lay eggs. She dug a hole and planted the leaves. She even found a small stone to pat the soil and flew back with satisfaction. "This place is big enough."
I still feel that something is wrong …
"Oh yes, we still need to water it!" Jingle suddenly remembered something and raised her hand to point at the sky. "It's raining! Jingle needs to water it! "
Within a few seconds, the clear sky suddenly became overcast. The weather that was supposed to be snowing actually started raining!
A large group of people rushed back to the roof to hide from the rain. I angrily poked the little one on my shoulder. "Are you trying to kill the weather station and those meteorologists?" I want to see how CCTV-10 is going to use science to explain the heavy winter rain and the tens of square kilometers of cumulonimbus clouds in the sky!
Jingle thought about it and agreed with me. So, she pointed at the sky again. "Just make it smaller. Don't let others see it."
Suddenly, the cumulonimbus clouds shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. The sky outside our house was clear and cloudless, but it was raining in the yard …
"I think that Jingle's excited state will last for a while." The older sister looked at Jingle who was in the yard watering her leaves and said helplessly, "She usually doesn't have patience for anything, but this time, she finally found something that she can persevere with."
Just as I said that, Ding Dang flew over and rolled on top of my head. She said happily, "Father! Father! How long will it take for you to grow?"
"Just wait." Father didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "How can it be that fast? It seemed like it took Jia Jia a few thousand years to plant you. Even if it's the first time you've changed your leaves, no matter how fast they grow, it will probably take a thousand years for them to mature."
"Wow! That seems like a long time. " Dingdang was shocked for a moment, as she counted with her fingers, but after counting for a long time, she still could not understand the concept of a thousand years, so she clapped her hands, "Although I don't know how long it will be, but we can just wait, right? Liliana, you have to remember to water Jingle. Oh right, do I need fertilizer? "
Shallow Shallow jumped out and raised her hand. "Leave it to me, leave it to me! Tomorrow, I will buy two bags of Jinkela for you to sprinkle … "
I pressed down on Shallow Shallow's head in a fluster. "You should do some good for the local industry on earth!" Gosh, this girl is really full of ideas. But then again, she has already thought of that. What's the point of me stopping her?
"A thousand years, this is really … the Protoss style of counting years." Lin Xue took a deep breath and looked at the yard that was still raining heavily. She said leisurely, "Blockhead, looks like K City will be able to stand for at least a thousand years. The demolition office is about to welcome a holdout that they can't afford to offend."
I thought for a while and looked at Father. "How big will this thing be when it grows up? Will my yard be able to hold it? "
I thought of the huge plants in the temple of the Goddess of Life. This was something that grew after the Goddess of Life planted herself. How big would the scale be?
"It won't be a problem to put it in the yard. Even if the vines stretch out a little, you can spread the distortion of space to a larger area. The problem is that this thing will release its divinity when it is about to mature." Father looked at Jingle. "It will be enough to keep the plants in the northern hemisphere from withering for two hundred years. You can't block it."
"When it grows up, we can just transplant it to Avalon. That is Jingle's own God Realm anyway." I thought about it. That day would be at least a thousand years away. It was still too early to start thinking about it. It was still raining heavily in the yard, and the scenery was spectacular. I glanced around and saw Little Bubble sitting on a toy boat with a plastic duck head floating past me. Behind her was Little Xijing …
"What the heck! Jingle, hurry up and stop! The rain is too heavy! "
Alright, God had personally given the order. The entire atmosphere of the northern hemisphere was probably stirred up. In just a short while, the water had already reached the last step in front of the house. Fortunately, there were invisible energy barriers set up everywhere in the yard. Otherwise, it would be really hard for me to explain the sudden flooding of a certain street in K City despite the clear skies. By then, there would probably be a post on the internet saying, "The underground water pipes in XX district ruptured, water gushed out like a spring," flood "destroyed the shops along the way." There would be a bunch of people following the post discussing whether this was an issue of responsibility …
"The basement wouldn't be flooded, right?" My sister suddenly asked worriedly. I suddenly recalled that there were two skylights in the basement that led to the ground. The basement was located in the yard, and there were no energy barriers there! As expected, the entire basement was flooded.
Even though the skylights were closed, they weren't completely sealed. When my sister and I ran down in a hurry, we saw a pool of water that was almost thirty centimeters deep. A ceramic doll was leading a few squeaky wooden puppets floating around in a basin. These moving spiritual items were even using a rib from a certain teaching model as a bamboo pole. They were rowing a boat in the pool of water in the basement. A translucent spirit that was thirteen centimeters tall was sitting on top of a dressing box that was about to float, humming a tuneless tune. There were also two dolls whose eyes were constantly leaking mud. They were hugging each other and shivering in front of an ancient dressing mirror. The mirror behind them was continuously bleeding, and a line of words was scrolling across the screen: Flood! There was a flood!
The scene was like a bizarre horror movie. The only thing that didn't match was that these haunted things that were supposed to scare people were now in a flurry. It was as though they had been forced into a dead end by the sudden flood. I even saw a group of tin soldiers lining up on a table, swearing an oath. Behind them was the warship 'Noah' that was about to set sail.
The warship was made of cardboard.
The basement was filled with Anveena's undead toys!
"D * mn! This place doesn't have any special effects. If it were filmed in a horror movie, it would be more than four miles away from Ghoulish Street! " It was the first time Icetis had come to our basement. She had been living here for a few days, but she had never thought that there would be such a treasured place down here. "What's going on? Don't you usually collect cursed items? "
"Have you forgotten? Back then, the lost world called Mobrador was the world where Sandora used to live. Didn't we discover Mobrador because a summoner called Miriya accidentally transmigrated to Earth? At that time, she lost control of her power and materialized many cursed items from the horror legends on Earth. Originally, I wanted to ask Alaya to purify them with holy light. But later, we found that many cursed items were alive. Anveena pitied them and took them in. They are usually piled up in the basement. This is Anveena's toy room. "
"Your house is really full of hidden talents," Icetis sighed sincerely. She carefully stepped over a pair of red rain boots that were staggering forward in the puddles. "Even a spirit maid has a toy room."
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the fact that the basement was flooded. It definitely had nothing to do with the building design. Who would have thought that their yard would suddenly flood? This little fellow Dingdang really caused trouble this time. I lowered my head to take a look. The little girl was lying in her chest pocket, looking around curiously. She didn't realize that the water and lake in the basement was her responsibility. Anveena ran in in a panic. She popped out from the ceiling of the basement. She was shocked when she saw her cursed toy army in the puddle of water. "Ah, Master, what's going on …"
"There's a flood in the yard. Yours is pretty good. There's more than a meter of water on top …" I shrugged and said, "Little Bubble is rowing a boat on top. I want to drain the water but she won't let me." I really didn't understand what a child was thinking. If she really wanted to play in the water, she could have asked Ji Shanshan to bring her to Fairy Lake. Why would she stay in the yard?
Just as we were about to clear the water in the basement, an oil painting of a medieval knight floated in front of Anveena. The knight in the painting took off his hat and bowed to Anveena. "Honorable Undead Princess, our kingdom has been hit by a sudden flood. Most of the cities and lands have been destroyed. However, the Bleeding Dressing Mirror Plateau and the Black Smoke Wardrobe Peak are still safe! The Cursed Poker Knights have led the civilians to seek refuge on the plateau. The red rain boots have set out to find a plug in the sewer. We swear by the spirit of chivalry that we will protect the underground kingdom! This world will be safe! "
Shallow Shallow suddenly poked the oil painting. "Hey, you're wet. The lower half of the painting has faded …"
The knight in the paranormal oil painting looked down and found that his calf had lost its color due to the blisters. He exclaimed in shock and leaped onto his horse, galloping towards the castle in the distance. There was an ancient castle shrouded in dark clouds in the background of the oil painting. I never expected a paranormal oil painting to have such a detail!
"Your Highness the Undead Princess, I swear by the spirit of chivalry that I will return!"
"Undead … Your Highness the Undead Princess …" The expression on my face must have been very interesting. "Anveena, what are you playing at?"
"… Playing house … It's very boring when the master isn't home, so …" The little ghost lowered her head and her voice sounded out of tune. What was even more surprising was that her ears were slightly red. She looked like she had just been discovered doing something embarrassing.
At this moment, the whole family was dumbfounded. What happened in their basement had actually reached such a strange level?
This was the first time we learned about it. How should I put it? Ever since these supernatural items (or should I say, cursed items?) Ever since Anveena officially took up residence in our family, the basement had become Anveena's private territory. No one had ever come here before. Firstly, our family didn't keep any personal items in the basement. Secondly, Anveena was in charge of cleaning every nook and cranny of the house. There was no need for us to come down here. Most importantly, there were so many creepy supernatural items in the basement. Who would come here for no reason? If we really wanted to experience a horror movie, we could have gone to Cirvanas' house to play. So, what happened in the basement was really a mystery to us. I didn't expect that Anveena would come up with such a … Hmm, the basement of the Undead Empire …
A group of tin soldiers had already set sail on their cardboard model sailboat. The latter was coated with a layer of wax, so it became a real lifeboat. It seemed that their goal was to rescue the mini Sadako who was trapped on top of the dressing box. The puppet man and the ghost doll were fishing out a wig from the water. Under the wig was a featureless mask. It was obviously a classic horror movie character. The cursed bloody dressing mirror opened its drawer, and a sling hung down from it. What was climbing up the sling was a set of fake teeth. What was this? Cursed fake teeth? Was this thing used to make people who bumped into ghosts drink cold water to stuff their teeth?
The "flood" that had suddenly rushed in through the skylight had turned the world of these supernatural items upside down. They had already viewed this as an apocalyptic disaster. At first, An Weina might have indeed been playing house with a bunch of toys, but now I vaguely felt that these cursed items had never treated this as a game from the very beginning.
Yes, this enormous basement was no more than three meters tall. It covered an area of forty to fifty square meters. This basement was filled with miscellaneous items, furniture, and dolls. To them, this basement was the entire world. It was wide enough, rich enough, and prosperous enough. They had their own plains and mountains, their own king and army, and they even had an undead princess who would float down from the ceiling (their sky). She was the true ruler of this world. All cursed items obeyed the orders of this princess. Just like now, in order to save the princess' territory from the flood, the little tin soldiers risked their lives to challenge this disaster that was much larger than their bodies.
"My first lesson was here."
Just as I was sighing, I suddenly heard a girl's voice. I didn't know when Xiaoxue had come down. She was lying on Lin Xue's shoulder, looking at the scarecrow soldiers who were shouting their chants.
"When I was six, you and my mom brought me and Xiaoqian to this basement to see this forty-six square meter small world. You told us that this small world was the entire world to these toy soldiers. From then on, we were taught that no matter how small or weak everything was, they were born with dignity. That was my first lesson. So, the first royal rule that we learned was: Never abuse your power, and never look down on the weak."
"Good upbringing." Icetis touched my arm. "My dad used a similar method to educate me."
I was instantly shocked. So, Xiaoxue became a naughty child like you?
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