Protoss … Actually, there were times when I really didn't know how to describe this group of Gods from the Star Domain. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry at how difficult they were to describe. Sometimes, I felt that these Gods were probably the most admirable group of Gods out of all the myths and legends that I had ever encountered. They were responsible, powerful, and all-loving. But most of the time, I felt that they were just a bunch of bastards who didn't know how to run.
Ever since I got to know the five Protoss Cops, I had never seen them do anything that befitted their status as Gods. On the contrary, I saw them running around in my territory every day, causing trouble everywhere. Icetis and Monina would go out to buy a bunch of things every few days. Shopping was a woman's nature, and it seemed that the Goddesses also had this nature. The beautiful clothes that they bought back were enough to make half a group of people look enchanting. Kenser was a good person, but he was still a hopeless housewife. I reckoned that this had something to do with the fact that he had been taking care of a bunch of troubled children since tens of thousands of years ago. Uncle Kenser had the habit of going to the supermarket every day and fighting with the elderly for discounted eggs. He could spend two hours at a time in the market. Now, he had already made a name for himself in the Eastern Street Market. Every middle-aged woman within a few kilometers saw him as their idol and would ask him about the latest food prices. What gave me a headache was that, occasionally, I would ask Uncle Kenser to bring the kids out for a trip, and when he came back, those naughty kids would be armed to the back of their molars! Lin was the most honest among the five of us, but to be honest, the trouble she caused us couldn't even match up to the amount of trouble she caused. Whenever she went out, my family and I would secretly follow her and apologize to people on her behalf. There was a small supermarket at the corner of our street. Lin went there once and tore down the door because she didn't see the words "Door Opens Inwards". At that time, we paid them 800 RMB, but the honest Lin came back two days later to apologize and tore down the door again. This time, they wrote "Door Opens Outwards", so we paid them another 800 RMB. In less than three days, we paid them another 1300 RMB because Lin went to apologize again. This time, they changed the sliding door to a new one. "Door Opens Outwards", so we paid them another 800 RMB. In less than three days, we paid them another 1300 RMB because Lin went to apologize again. This time, they changed the sliding door to a new one. "Door Opens Outwards", so we paid them another 800 RMB. In less than three days, we paid them another 1300 RMB because Lin went to apologize again. This time, they changed the sliding door to a new one.
After that, the Dragon God girl was banned by her entire family. They forbade her from going out alone …
Elson was the weirdest one among the five of them. I couldn't tell if he was intentionally causing trouble or just being an idiot. For the past two days, he went to the entrance of the Louvre and pretended to be a work of art. He painted himself white and stood there for half a day. Until now, no one had seen through him …
That was the extent of his pain in the ass.
Due to her brother's increasingly idiotic behavior, Monina had been sharpening her two shadow bayonets in the courtyard every night for the past two days. I reckoned that Elson would be in trouble, but I couldn't bear to see the siblings killing each other. So, I pretended not to see it …
Cyndia had been living here for three to four days. It seemed that the little girl had gotten used to the life here. She seemed happy every day. She had also successfully mingled with Little Bubble and Little Lamp. The future Princess Alliance was now beginning to take shape. She ran around with the little kids at home all day. I wasn't worried about her safety, but I was a little surprised. I didn't expect Cyndia to be so comfortable after moving from the magnificent Pantheon of the Fathers to a small bedroom of 20 square meters. Miss Lin once said that if she woke up and saw the ceiling less than 4 meters away from her, she would look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and cry silently. She would feel like she was exiled from the world. From this, it seemed that Miss Lin was indeed pretentious. Even the Protoss Princesses were more thick-skinned than her.
Now, Cyndia went out with her Sister Icetis again. I heard that they were going to watch a husky fight with Bebe. As a Protoss Princess, her daily life was actually to eat, sleep, and watch dogs fight. Moreover, she was accompanied by a high-level Protoss leader to watch the dogs fight. I really didn't know what kind of expression the people in the Realm of Gods would have if they knew about this. They probably wouldn't have any expression … Was it a huge mistake for Xing Chen to entrust his daughter to me? I felt that I was definitely more reliable when it came to taking care of children. However, the environment I grew up in wasn't optimistic. If young Washington were to grow up with my brats, he might not only have to chop down cherry trees …
Speaking of Icetis and Cyndia, I couldn't help but sigh at how strange the Protoss Princesses were when it came to time and lifespan. Their endless lifespan not only brought them power, but it was also probably a pain in the ass. Sister Icetis and Cyndia were around the same age, and they were childhood playmates. Now, Icetis had already become a big-breasted hooligan who could lead a group of underlings to destroy the world. Cyndia, on the other hand, could barely sit at the dining table. The reason was that the latter didn't want to grow up … The Protoss's carefree attitude towards life was really unbearable.
I stretched lazily and looked at the sky outside the window. As summer approached, the days were getting longer and longer. I still remembered that a month ago, the sky was almost dark, but it was still sunny outside. A fox-eared girl with a bunch of tails was lying on the lawn outside. Together with the slightly slanted sunlight on the horizon, they formed a fantastical picture. A warm breeze blew over, causing the fox girl's ears to twitch. Then, she leaped up agilely … to catch a butterfly.
The Nine-tailed Fox Spirit, who was about to turn into a husky, grasped her spoils of war with satisfaction. Then, she used her witchcraft to create a small transparent ball and placed the butterfly inside, creating something that looked like an ecological sphere. After that, she began to toss this ecological sphere up and down with her tail, unable to extricate herself from it. I looked through the window for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion: Shallow Shallow's plan to train this fox to catch a frisbee can already be restarted. From the looks of it, the success rate is almost 100% …
"What a carefree fellow. Even I'm a little envious of her."
I silently sighed, but returned my attention back to the work in front of me.
In front of me were reports from various departments. There was the research progress of the experimental projects, the battle reports of the few battles that happened at the border, as well as the daily reports of the macro world and so on. When these reports were sent to me from the various basic departments, they were a huge amount of scattered information. After being processed by the Space Administration, Headquarters, Research Center and other high-level departments, the reports that were sent to me were extremely concise. Furthermore, most of the reports that weren't important enough would be handed over to the various lower level departments to handle. Most of the reports that were sent to me were things that I had to personally ask about. But even so, the mess in front of me was enough to make me dizzy. Every time this happened, I couldn't help but fantasize about the kind of blissful life of chasing after flowers and having fun. When would I be able to be like the emperors and generals in the novels, living a life where I didn't have to think about anything other than finding a partner?
"Brother Monarch, that … Are you listening to me?"
A soft and tranquil voice suddenly came from beside me, pulling my thoughts back from another dimension. I hurriedly turned around and saw Alaya staring at me with her head tilted to one side. The wings on her back fluttered slightly, which meant that she had been in this position for a long time.
"Oh, oh, I know. It's about the construction progress of the city in Heaven." I quickly nodded. Although I had spaced out for a moment, it wasn't too serious. I still remembered what I was currently dealing with. "That means that all the basic industries required for the mass production of angels have been restored, and kite … Alleria has also successfully restored a set of military production facilities. This is good news …"
"I've already reported this to you, Brother Monarch. Don't get distracted, okay?" Alaya said with a blank expression on her face. Even if she was going to complain, her expression was still blank, which made it hard for Roland to feel nervous. "I'm talking about the reorganization of the army. Now that a portion of the spellcaster soldiers have been incorporated into the First and Sixth Army Corps, shouldn't the reorganization of the other armies be put on the agenda? Also, the problem of the spellcasters' equipment needs has just been solved, but the various high-level facilities and equipment won't be ready for a while. The arcane starships that we've created now definitely won't be able to deal with a frontal battle. If we wait for these things to take shape, I'm afraid that it will take a long time … Our battles with the enemy are getting more and more frequent. According to the original plan, we have to wait for the basic formation of the Mystic Branch's military system to take shape before we can expose them, but now it seems … "
Hearing this, I already understood what was going on. I waved my hand and said, "Simply put, the restoration of the upper level production facilities has hit a bottleneck and can't keep up with the expected progress. The scope of the Fallen Apostle's actions has increased and exceeded our expectations. I'm afraid that continuing to hide the Mystic Branch's power will no longer be able to achieve the desired effect. Also … I'm afraid that we won't be able to hide it for much longer, right?"
Alaya lifted her wings slightly. This was probably her shrugging action. "Yes, Brother Monarch."
"Mm, this is something that can't be hidden forever." I nodded. "But you don't have to worry about this. Go tell Alleria to continue with her work. I will discuss the other matters with Sandora …"
Halfway through my sentence, I heard a commotion in the courtyard. Turning around, I saw that it was the Protoss Princess and the Protoss Senior Officer who had gone out to watch the dogs fight had returned. It was really hard for the two of them to cause such a commotion. Cyndia was carrying a large bag of colorful snacks in her hands, while Icetis was carrying a brand new bag. Looking at this scene, I understood that the two of them didn't come out just to watch the dogs fight … It seemed like they didn't feel the pinch at all when they spent other people's money.
"Hey! Chen, I'm back! " Bryndis's figure disappeared from the yard in an instant and then appeared directly in front of me. She took out two fried cakes from her bag and handed them to me while shouting, "Here you go. I bought them on the way back. You seem to like them, don't you?"
I watched dumbfounded as Icetis took out the fried cakes from her bag and exclaimed loudly, "You're using an LV bag to carry fried cakes?!"
"Look carefully, it's L √." Icetis waved her hand nonchalantly. "I'm someone who knows how to live."
"…"
"Ah, you're working?" This female pervert finally noticed what I was doing and immediately revealed a surprised expression. "This is something that's quite far away for me … Alright then, I won't disturb you anymore. I'm going to find Anveena for some food …"
When she followed me, Icetis's figure flashed and disappeared from the room. She did whatever she wanted. However, she left Cyndia behind. The little girl stood at the door with a plastic bag of colorful snacks. She blinked her big eyes and looked in my direction with half a piece of greasy spicy dried bean curd in her mouth. I couldn't help but frown. "Cyndia, it's not good for your body to eat these snacks all the time."
"No," Cyndia said as she tore open a bag of prawns. "I'm a god. Gods can't be poisoned to death."
As soon as she said that, a small white figure suddenly flashed past her. When she reacted, the snack bag in her hand was already half empty, and there was only a faint cheer left in the air, "Chirp — —"
Cyndia was stunned. "… What? What happened just now? "
"Snack Thief Little Bubble." I held my forehead. I felt like my working time was probably over. "You have to be careful of that elusive girl. She can get anything she wants. It's not too late to chase after her. Maybe she hasn't even opened the packaging yet. "
Cyndia exclaimed in surprise before she turned around and rushed out of the room. I let out a deep sigh and looked at Araya in silence. However, a moment later, the door to the room was pushed open with a bang. Cyndia carried Little Bubble over her shoulder and ran into the room. Little Bubble was chewing on an unopened bag of potato chips with relish. Cyndia yelled at me, "Uncle! She ate it with the packaging! "
"Chirp!" Little Bubble didn't feel anything strange at all as she was being carried on Cyndia's shoulder. She raised the bag of chips in her hand that was half-eaten and waved at us happily. "Daddy! Hug! "
"I knew I couldn't let Sandora take care of the child!"
I hugged Little Bubble in a flurry and tried to pull the bag out of her mouth. Cyndia looked on from the side and said thoughtfully, "Uncle's house … is really lively …"
Has this become the Princess Protoss's catchphrase in this place?!
These two brats had completely ruined my working time. I looked at the documents in my hand and realized that most of them had been dealt with. I would probably need to discuss the rest with Sandora. Thus, I let out a long sigh and carried Little Bubble on my shoulder as I walked out. I said to Cyndia who was following me closely, "Oh right, Cyndia, should I bring you to Heaven tomorrow to take a look …"
Before I could finish my sentence, I heard a loud bang from above and felt a tremor on my shoulder. Immediately after, a large piece of cement and half of the door beam fell down. I looked up in shock and realized that the wooden beam on the door frame was gone. There was a head-shaped hole in the cement wall above. Little Bubble had a head of white dust on her head and her eyes were wide open as she looked in front of her. She seemed to be shocked and couldn't react. However, the little brat quickly understood what she had to do: She started bawling at the top of her lungs.
After that, I was lectured by the entire family for more than ten minutes … Bubble righteously reprimanded me for carrying the child through the door without thinking. Anveena took some tools to fix the door in the study while Shallow Shallow dragged Little Bubble to take a bath. I turned my head confusedly to look at the little doll who was sitting opposite me on the sofa and reading a manga with great interest. "I often carry this brat around, why haven't I knocked the door?"
The little doll immediately jumped onto the sofa's armrest and clamped her legs on the armrest. She leaned back and did a standard metal bridge pose. "I have quick reflexes and I always dodge like this. You idiot, have you forgotten that you knocked the door once before? You didn't learn after that time, but I did. "
At dusk, we sent off Miss Lin who left on time after finishing her meal. We led the group of children to rest on the lawn in the courtyard. Bindis began to bring his entire family of winged people to dry their wings … Oh, at this time, they shouldn't be drying their wings, they should be drying their wings. A bunch of angels and deities were saying, "One two three four, two two three four, change direction and do it again." Nine-tailed Fox finally had enough of playing with her Ecoball. She released the butterfly that was scared to death and tiptoed into the house. She was probably going to the kitchen to steal some food. I sat on a rattan chair and placed a pot of warm tea in my hand like a retired veteran. In front of me was a copy of the City of Shadows Weekly News. I was reading a report about the dwarves and the Halflings of Verdis working together to form the City of Shadows Basketball Team. Occasionally, I would lift my eyelids to look at the dolls beside me.
The group of children had found something fun today. With Liliana's suggestion, they began to compete in blowing soap bubbles … Only the heavens knew why they were suddenly interested in this. In any case, they seemed to be enjoying themselves. Even Pandora, who had a blank expression and didn't care about anything, was pulled over by her twin sister. I looked down at the armrest of the rattan chair. There was also a small participant there. Jingle was holding her small cup and blowing Bubble. However, her method was a little special. She took a big gulp and then opened her mouth to blow a Little Bubble. Then, she took another big gulp and blew another Bubble … After "blowing" six or seven bubbles, she couldn't drink anymore. She hugged her stomach and rolled on the armrest. Finally, she fell onto the grass with a thud.
I picked up the little thing and carried it upside down. Then, I gave her an empty cup of water.
The colorful Bubble reflected the orange-red sunlight and floated up into the sky. The bubbles that Little Crow blew out were probably the most unique among all of them. Each of her bubbles contained a little crow … I didn't know how that little girl did it.
I suddenly felt apologetic. These children who were born in the flames of war and lived with war for their entire lives (at least most of them) could finally have a moment of peace and enjoy the rare time to play together with their families. For them, having their families return from the battlefield and accompany them by their side, even if it was just to blow soap bubbles for half an hour, was probably a luxurious memory. I didn't dare to count how many days I spent at the frontline or in a problematic world. I only knew that my "coming home from work" was now treated as a holiday by Little Bubble and the dolls. Ordinary people enjoyed this time every day, but children like us had to treat it as a memorial day …
However, this kind of life had to continue, just like how people had to pay the price for everything they enjoyed. I lowered my head and read the short message from the other side of the void.
"I didn't see the race you mentioned — Hilla."
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