~： Sixth year story 002, changes in the home

The joyous atmosphere of the New Year continues. In the new year, it is rare for this city surrounded by cliffs to have no snow. The lack of a little white will slightly hinder the lively atmosphere, but generally it cannot stop the people here from yearning for happiness in life.

Since getting off the magic train half an hour ago, the idiot immediately went to the Tower of Glory. He held the fire dragon tongue from Nanqius and sent it to Campa hoping that he could check it. After all, after learning that the fire dragon tongue may contain highly toxic substances, feeding it to the buns becomes something that idiots need to think about.

The whole divine grace is quiet.

In this long holiday of the Chinese New Year, this college has once again restored its sacred and quiet side. The idiot was sitting in the laboratory seat, helping the sleeping little girl in her arms comb her hair, while looking at the fast-rotating machine in front of her.

Campa stood in front of the machine, soaked a small slice of fire dragon tongue in various solutions, wiped it, and observed it with a microscope. He has been doing such operations for these two hours, and has never stopped.

"Ding."

The instrument made a soft sound, and Campa took out the solution soaked in the slices from the rotating machine, and then extracted it with a syringe, then grabbed a small white mouse from the cage next to it and injected it into it.

The white mouse was struggling for a while at first, but soon recovered as usual. Campa put it alone in another cage, arranged the equipment, turned his head and said, "Okay. I will inject this solution repeatedly in the next few days, and then stop. If there is a drug addiction reaction, to I will notify you in time."

The idiot nodded and stood up with her arms around the little girl. Campa packed up some of his belongings, and when he had finished packing and turning around, he suddenly found that the idiot was still standing here and couldn't help asking, "What else do you have."

".................. How much should I pay for this test?"

Campa looked at the fifteen-year-old boy in front of him. He knew his thinking pattern. If he didn't need to pay him, I'm afraid the boy would turn around and run away in fear.

"Huh, you remember that you need to pay."

Campa snorted coldly, condescendingly, and said with a cold expression: "Indeed, the reward for doing these tests is not low. As long as these instruments are moved, they are burning money. I am afraid that the guiding stones in this way will consume a lot of money. Well, this Sura is a big expense."

After listening to the idiot, he silently stretched his hand into his arms, and was about to dig out the magic crystal card that had never been able to get a flower. Unfortunately, Campa did not let him complete this action.

"However, these things Sura are trivial. It may be a huge sum of money for you, but it is just a drop in the bucket for me."

The idiot was stunned, he raised his head and looked at Campa.

"Hmph, I don’t care about your money. I don’t know if you got it from you or abducted it. In this way, you owe me once this time, and I may give you some simple D-levels in the'private name' in the future. The task, you don’t get paid to complete it for me, even if it’s paid for this time."

The idiot's movements paused, and after a long time, his hand was stretched out of his arms again. The boy hugged and fell asleep with a carefree look on his face, nodded lightly, turned around, and left the laboratory.

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Walking on the quiet campus, the slightly cold air made Little Bread shrink his head and sneezed in his sleep. After the idiot took it out, it was a rare luxury to buy a new scarf, which wrapped her in layers. The little girl was embraced by the scarf and the idiot, and she yawned, stretched her waist, and continued to sleep when she could no longer feel the cold. The idiot stepped forward and walked towards his tree house.

The breeze was blowing, and the cold air made people feel very comfortable.

The idiot, who was walking slowly with the small bread, took a strong breath, letting his lungs feel a cool cool.

This is his life.

He lives in safety.

There is something to eat, clean water to drink, and you can live in a house far away from the crowd, so you don’t have to worry about whether others will burn your home in the middle of the night. As long as he is here, he can relax his mind as much as possible, and worry less about his life safety.

As long as no one invades his domain, he may be able to enjoy this kind of safety and comfort forever, and live a full life every day.

but……

After stepping into the small bushes, the idiot raised his head to look up at his tree house, which was already somewhat arrogant to the group of trees, and frowned slightly.

There is nothing wrong with the Dulan tree with his own house. The surrounding branches and vines not only serve to repair the broken wooden house, but also add a little beauty. Although there is no blooming, the green sprouts that seem to welcome the new year make this room full of a different kind of green atmosphere.

All these idiots admit.

But now, he suddenly discovered that there was more than one building on this tree. Beside the tree house, some branches and vines overlapped repeatedly, forming a spherical object about half the size of the tree house. This branch ball is pasted next to his tree house, and in the words of Dimie, it looks like a parasitic tumor.

As for what this parasitic tumor is used for...

The idiot held the small bread, jumped on the platform of the tree house in three or two steps, and stopped very lightly. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the door, then...

Push away suddenly!

In the door that suddenly opened, she was only wearing an idiot's apron. Mili, who was holding the mop in her hand, was obviously shocked, and she shrank into the corner with the mop. However, it was not this female lizard that caught his attention in the room. What he really wanted to catch was another figure.

In the room, a little girl who was about the same age as Bun, with long green hair and dressed in clothes made of branches and leaves widened her eyes and looked at the idiot who came in suddenly in horror. After seeing him, the little girl immediately panicked and looked at a loss.

The idiot won't give you too much time to panic. He quickly rushed forward, directly pinched the little girl's throat with his right hand, and lifted her against the wall. An icy voice rang in the tree house--

"Who are you?"

The little girl with green hair opened her mouth and kept closing in horror. But she made no sound.

This is not normal, because the idiot is very sure of the strength of his men, and he can guarantee that this little girl is absolutely capable of speaking. But when he wanted to ask questions again, the little girl suddenly pressed her hands against the wooden wall behind her, and her whole person seemed to be assimilated into it. At the moment when she disappeared, the Duran branch that was still swinging in the room immediately shrank, and hid in every corner of the ceiling as if fled, trembling there.