I believed that I had once again overestimated the reliability of the Protoss's concept of time. Father said that he only wanted to wander around for a while, but in reality, he would be back three days later.
Should I be glad that he returned before the gala of the next millennium?
"Actually, I went to a deeper place. Of course, I didn't leave this universe," Father explained to me when he returned on the third morning. "The main reason was to accurately measure whether the information changes in this world were 'uniform'. The conclusion was the same as what I guessed. Also, I found something interesting. The worlds under the influence of the Void Creatures seem to have different labels. Yes, it's those very subtle information points. The information labels in your world and my world are not the same. If there's a chance in the future, I'll let the crazy girl in Huron check her own territory. Maybe this is the identity number of the Void Creatures. Oh right, it's called an identity number, right? "
I was deeply surprised by Father's understanding of this world. He even knew the identity cards used by the people on Earth.
"It was mainly because I saw a lot of people applying for identity cards at the long-distance bus station," Father said. "It left a deep impression."
I was speechless.
Early this morning, Little Bubble was dragged by her mother to do a checkup. These two days, the mother and daughter (Does this sentence sound awkward?) were almost inseparable. They were almost inseparable. After discovering that Little Bubble was likely to be a new form of host, Bubble didn't dare to let her daughter run around, for fear that she would bump into something. Even though she used to dote on Little Bubble in all sorts of ways, it seemed that her doting had intensified to the point of being strange. She also seemed to be especially energetic. She even used her nostrils to observe the sun when she walked. Only then did I completely believe what Sandora said. For a long period of time, Bubble actually had a pressure in her heart. That was that her daughter might have some mental issues. Now, this pressure had turned into motivation: Little Bubble's brain was fine, it was just that her structure was different. From a handicapped child, it directly rose to the level of Hua Luogeng. Thus, the child's mother was like a little hen who had accidentally laid a golden egg. Her face shone with motherly brilliance 24/7. She was so radiant that she could be hung on the wall as a wall lamp. Even though I don't want to admit it, I can't help but say that this 1.1m otaku really does look like a mother. Any other childless person wouldn't be able to imitate this mentality. Besides, I heard that Bubble had already come up with a revolutionary learning plan for her precious daughter. The original learning plan for the Mother Machine was scrapped. She even changed the work schedule of the entire mainframe network so that she could spend one more hour with her daughter. Her goal was to not let her child lose at the starting line. Even though I really didn't know who Bubble could lose to as the only individual. That little girl was so blessed. She was destined to not have to face the nemesis that made people gnash their teeth in anger: other people's children.
There were only two Advanced Schilling Mainframes in the entire Empire, and the other one was her mother.
Little Bubble herself was happy to accept any arrangements her mother made. Her emotional development wasn't much faster than the children on Earth, and she still maintained a blind attitude towards her parents' orders. When Bubble asked her to scan the thinking core, the little girl happily ran to the core nest every day without missing a second. However, Gilmei was pitiful. As a nanny, the golden shimmery girl was already used to the little princess staying in her sight 24/7. She had completely forgotten how much she resisted this position when she first started working. Now, Little Bubble would soak in the nest for half a day. Gilmei seemed to have lost her soul as she kept tidying up Little Bubble's toys at home. Her expression was like a resentful wife who found out on the second day of marriage that her husband actually loved her second uncle. If Lu Xun had seen her back then, Xianglin Sao's surname might have been Ji.
But yesterday afternoon, she seemed to have finally found something to divert her attention away from: fighting with Rhododendron Spp..
The reason was because of Xiaoxue's words: Sister Foxy is actually a child's treasure. She can use her tail as a cradle, take care of children, coax people to sleep, and keep their bodies warm. When I was young, Sister Foxy, Little Xiaoxue, and Little Xiaoqian's favorite thing to do every day was to sneak into Foxy's tail to sleep and play hide-and-seek. Sister Foxy was so gentle …
This sentence directly pushed the aloof Rhododendron Spp. to the opposite side of the nanny Shimmery. Gilmei believed that before that day came, it was necessary to determine one thing: Was the nanny better or the nanny better …
Actually, I don't think there's much to argue about. It's true that Ji Shanshan is very talented as a nanny, but do you have the experience of Rhododendron Spp.? She has been taking care of Orange Meow since many years ago. Oh right, there's also the forever seventeen-year-old master who throws her hands away. In this era where everything needs work experience, is there a need for Ji Shanshan to compare herself with others?
Oh right, speaking of Rhododendron Spp.'s master who throws her hands away, the forever seventeen-year-old working girl, I remembered something. Judging from the current situation, if Purple doesn't hurry up and come over to cultivate her favorability, she will have to become the previous master. Various signs show that Fox Fairy Blue is rapidly degenerating into a domesticated big fox dog under the influence of some kind of halo, and this process is probably irreversible. She has already learned to dig holes in the yard, bury things, and fight with the group of Cerberus in Avalon. Also, recently, she has been particularly interested in Big Bones …
These two days, we have a group of temporary guests at home. They are the six mass-produced mainframes that have obviously evolved. Bubble felt that since they have changed so much, as a mother, she should express her gratitude. So, she invited them over to play for a few days. After all, mass-produced mainframes are still lacking in emotions. Most of the time, they will sit on the sofa and watch TV with the adults. If Little Bubble goes over and says a few words, they will play games together. If no one pays attention to them, they will sit for half a day, like a group of exquisite dolls that can't think. This reminds me of Pandora when she first came home. But Bubble told me with certainty that these mass-produced mainframes are very happy. There is surprise and joy hidden deep in their eyes, especially when they are with me. I also noticed that the mass-produced mainframe named XL28 likes me very much. When I sit with her, the little girl will involuntarily sway her body back and forth, singing in her head … Well, this is what Bubble told herself in the end. I am very curious about what kind of boring personality she has to have chosen to sing in her head …
A group of mass-produced mainframes named Little Bubble's presence at home should be very low, but sometimes quantity can lead to qualitative change — — especially when there is already a large group of little girls in the house. Since yesterday morning, Mercury Lamp and her group of younger sisters have been thinking of ways to flirt with the mass-produced mainframes. At first, it seems to have started with the Jade Star Stone (I really can't think of anyone else who would add fuel to the fire). But after that, it got out of hand. Now, when I enter the room, I see dozens of little girls walking, sitting, lying, chatting and playing. I feel that I only need a large class of teachers to be able to devote myself to preschool education …
However, this kind of commotion probably won't last for many days. Tomorrow, Zhen Hong and the other rose girls will return home. They stayed here for quite a long time. The various rare toys in the City of Shadows and the princess' castle on the outskirts of the city made them forget to go home. Especially the latter, it fully satisfied Mercury Lamp's desire to show off and Zhen Hong's aristocratic temperament. I wonder if these spoiled rose girls will become Sakura Jun's disaster when they return home. What if Zhen Hong asks for a robot the same size as Mercury Lamp? Titan Mercury Lamp is more than a hundred meters tall …
I don't know if this is the case for people who have too many children at home. Children take up the entire living room and anything in the room that can be used for entertainment (including the chandelier, which Little Bubble is playing with). So, you can only bitterly hand over the great responsibility of taking care of the children to your wife and bitterly run outside to relax. In any case, this is how you are right now. That group of startled little brats suddenly started causing a ruckus again. It was obvious that someone stole someone's toy or touched someone's soda, and then they started fighting inside. My older sister, Lin Xue, Anveena, and Ji Shanshan were trying to maintain order inside the house. However, the worst part was that there were weirdos like Icetis and Shallow Shallow in the house. The two of them were practically catalysts when they mixed in with the naughty little kids. The house was already in an uproar, so I could only run to the courtyard to hide. Thankfully, our house had a courtyard, and the weather today was pretty good. It was rare to be able to bask in the warm sun in late autumn.
The new lawn that Jingle had cultivated had already filled every empty space in the courtyard. These soft and clean plants were carefully adjusted. They only needed a day to mature, and they wouldn't wither or turn yellow for thirty years. They could effectively purify the air, improve the soil quality, and were resistant to bacteria and insects. They could also promote blood circulation. Furthermore, the three-leaf one had the flavor of veal and cumin, while the four-leaf one had the flavor of coffee, milk, and vanilla ice cream. This lawn should be the pinnacle of Jingle's simple-minded work. That little thing's IQ was used to research these strange things that wouldn't add any points on tests. I moved a stool and sat on the lawn in front of the house. I faced the afternoon sun and looked at the sky. I sipped some tea and glanced at the newspaper. I could faintly hear the sounds of adults shouting and children playing around in the house. I felt like a retired old cadre. I felt an itch beside my feet. A bright and fluffy golden tail was naughtily brushing against my feet, faintly emitting the fragrance of shower gel.
"Hey, Fox, don't you feel like you've degenerated to a very serious level?"
I tilted my head and asked. The fox girl spread out a small mat that could only fit one person on the lawn. She comfortably curled up on it and occasionally yawned while facing the sun. There were two plates in front of the mat. One was a plate of fried tofu, and the other was a plate of bone biscuits. Those long tails were spread out to bask in the sun. One of them wrapped around her body and rested on my leg. The other eight were swinging around idly. Occasionally, they would get rid of a fly that was still flying around in late autumn, or they would pluck a blade of grass nearby and put it in their mouths. They were as nimble as their hands.
… What kind of breed did I raise this fox to be?
"My name is Rhododendron Spp., not Fox." The fox glanced at me lazily while continuing to pluck grass with her tail, "This is pretty good. It's the same when I'm with Master Zi."
"Eating dog food and digging a hole in the yard?" My gaze couldn't help but drift towards the plate of bone biscuits on the lawn. Alright, dog biscuits appearing wasn't strange. What was strange was that this plate of biscuits was requested by Blue from Sandora. This made it hard for me to comment. So the Queen usually secretly eats dog food?
"This isn't dog food. It just looks like it." The fox grabbed a piece of biscuit and tossed it over. "It's delicious. Dog food is a little fishy and your mouth will get dry if you eat too much. Also, it doesn't have this kind of hunger tolerance."
"…" Damn, what a terrifying amount of information!
"Sandora told me."
"… …" What the f * ck, what a terrifying amount of information!
"They say that the Land of Fantasy is a place that makes one's hair stand on end. Looking at you, it really is so." I casually pinched the pair of furry ears. As a result, the fox's nine tails immediately crackled on my back like wind and fire wheels. "You have to tell me in advance if you want to pinch my ears! Otherwise, I will get goosebumps! "
"How long do you think those little brats are going to stop?" I turned to look at the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room. Mercury Lamp had set up a Vulcan Cannon outside the window. Squidward was pushing a chain of bullets from behind. The firepower commander was Jade Star. The three of them were firing at the living room. Alright, ever since that crazy fellow Icetis set up the Goddess' Blessing in our house, those brats had gone completely crazy. I actually saw Liliana sneakily stick two plastic bombs next to the clock!!
Of course, if we didn't use these things, we probably wouldn't be able to break through Jade Star's defense. After all, that puppet had found a tank turret from World War II and set it up there. Every time it fired, there would be chaos on the other side.
Alright, this was a cruel scene. The beginning of this scene seemed to be when Liliana stole Mercury Lamp's last bottle of yogurt. In the process, she accidentally knocked over Little Bubble who was running over. Thus, a three-way battle broke out. When there were so many children, it was easy to cause trouble. They directly used the standard of a superhuman family to cause trouble. Then, Icetis joined in and set the Goddess' Blessing on the entire house, allowing the children to play to their heart's content … Then, Little Bubble took out a light missile launcher, and that was the beginning of the entire farce. Finally, I pulled Fox and ran out.
"Daily, in another sense, daily," Fox said faintly.
A steel cable hung down from the balcony on the second floor. "Chi La Chi La", Red slid down the steel cable and threw a frag grenade into the living room. Then, just as she was about to climb up, there was a gunshot. The steel cable was cut off by an XL34 that poked its head out from another window.
I stroked Fox's tail, "Letting Icetis take care of the children was the biggest mistake of my life."
"Clang!" Bubble crashed out from the floor-to-ceiling window. Before she landed, she took out a rocket launcher. Then, she turned around and fired an RPG at the window. Smoke instantly filled the room.
"An even bigger mistake was leaving Shallow Shallow in the room." Fox felt the same way.
I heard the explosion of the anti-tank mines. Mercury Lamp, who was wearing a World War II helmet, and a few female dolls ran out from the window with their faces covered in dirt. They looked like they had just been homeless in Rio de Janeiro for three months. Their faces were ashen and they coughed continuously. I silently watched them form a temporary battle line. They began to assemble the anti-tank cannon and fortifications in the courtyard. The materials were taken out from Mercury Lamp's personal space.
… Damn, it's just to steal yogurt. Do you have to be so crazy?!
Rhododendron Spp. carefully retracted its tail into a ball. Only its head was exposed. "Hey, if you don't stop me, I'm going to bite you. I haven't settled the score with you for burning so much fur last time!"
I shrugged and got up to grab Mercury Lamp from the anti-tank cannon. I flicked its head hard. Then, I grabbed the loudspeaker and shouted into the room, "Quiet! Are you guys done?! "
The gunfire in the room finally stopped. Shallow Shallow, who was wearing a helmet, poked her head out from the window and giggled foolishly at me. Icetis shouted, "It's fine, it's fine! I have blessings on. At most, my face will be a little black. You have to adopt a more lively education method. My dad said that the first toy in the life of a warrior's child should be a sword. I feel that your daughter should at least be raised according to the standards of a war god … "
Are you saying that if Xiaoxue is going to be born in the future, she should be carrying an RPG? Lin Xue is definitely going to kill me!
The group of little brats who had almost gone crazy from playing were all chased back to line up to wash their hands and faces. All of them were as dirty as Super Mario who had just climbed a pipe. The adults were supervising them from behind to prevent some disobedient little brats from having a water fight. Mercury Lamp swayed back and forth on my shoulder. She was dirty and smelled of gunpowder. She only calmed down when I pressed her down in front of the sink to wash her face.
Xiaoxue sneakily came over and said, "Dad, don't be angry. This will become the norm in the future. After all, we grew up in this kind of environment. For children in the Empire, playing with gunpowder weapons is the same as human children playing with wooden knives and plastic swords. Don't you think so? "
I pressed down on Mercury Lamp's head to wash the little doll's face. I rolled my eyes at the girl and said, "But no one would put a 107 RPG on the dining table!"
Xiaoxue switched to a mental link and sent me a private message, "Zhenhong and the others are going home. Let Sister Lamp go crazy."
I glanced at the little brats around me. They were smoking and their faces were black. Some of them were still wearing helmets and had ammunition belts and even light guided missiles attached to their bodies. In the past ten minutes or so, they had used these brutal weapons to bombard the house. It was all for the sake of playing … Even with Icetis' blessing, it was still a difficult task to clean up the bullet casings on the floor. I felt from the bottom of my heart that the little brats that I had raised were going to defy the heavens.
Speaking of which, how did I describe everything in front of me in a tone that sounded like I was describing my daily life?
It took me a long time to clean up the group of dirty little brats. My elder sister let them sit in two rows in the living room and began to educate them. My elder sister's policy was this: You can play, you can play too much. As long as nothing happens, the adults won't interfere when you are playing. But when you are done playing, it will be time to settle the score.
According to the densely packed bullet casings on the floor, this should be a huge score.
Shallow Shallow squatted on the floor to collect the bullet casings. She was probably planning to make some strange little gadgets. At this moment, Sandora suddenly walked over and said, "Ah Jun, Tawil has submitted a report. You better take a look at it."
"What is it?" I wiped my hands and took the MDT that Sandora handed to me. It showed a large lump of half-melted metal. I looked at it for half a minute before I could recognize that it was the wreckage that had been salvaged from the Father God's basement. Next to the image of the wreckage, there was a text report that refreshed as my eyes moved. "Oh, I found a device that looks like a black box in the wreckage. It records … what happened after the submarine left the Abyss?! Wait, what is this?! "
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