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So, if you don’t like this kind of day, I…”
"Mr. Zhang Mu." Leah, who was sitting on a stone bench, stood up suddenly. "Sure enough, it's because Leah eats too much. Are you going to abandon Leah?"
As she spoke, she hurriedly reached into her pocket and took out the gold coin Zhang Mu had given her during the day, holding it with both hands together:
"Liya doesn't need gold coins. It doesn't matter if she eats wild fruits. She can go into the mountains and pick them herself!"
"I told you, even if you eat all the time every day, you can't make me poor."
Zhang Mu picked up the gold coin and stuffed it back into her shorts pocket, and gently stroked her cat ears that were pressed against her head due to nervousness. "I'm just telling the facts.
If you don't hate or are not afraid of living without a stable home, I promise that no one can take you away from me."
Zhang Mu made this decision after careful consideration.
It is undeniable that he really wants to keep a golden-haired cat girl by his side to satisfy his craving every day.
But the unintentional words he said when he was talking on the phone with Ye Ming made him realize that Leia was not a figurine, but a demi-human with her own independent thinking and will.
So, tell her everything she will face in the future without any reservation, and then let her make her own decision.
This is respect.
If she hated traveling around the continent, Zhang Mu would send her to a country where sub-humans gathered.
After staring at his face for a while, Leia was probably sure that these words were not an excuse to drive her away, and the cat ears attached to her head slowly stood up.
Approaching Zhang Mu, she climbed onto his lap and sat firmly: "Liya, I'm fine with any kind of life, as long as it's with Mr. Zhang Mu."
"Then, please take care of me in the future."
It was unfortunate for the little cat girl to be stranded in the Lake Kingdom, which was extremely hostile to sub-humans, but at the same time, she was very lucky to meet her adoptive parents and Zhang Mu.
Worried that she would fall, Zhang Mu put his left arm around her shoulders, stroked her silky and smooth blonde hair with his free hand, and changed the subject:
"Are you still missing your parents?"
"Liya misses them." She buried her head in Zhang Mu's arms, "Mom and Dad have always taken good care of Liya, even though they were ostracized by the uncle and aunt next door.
They didn’t blame Leah either.”
"Yes." Zhang Mu recalled his parents who had abandoned him at the door of an orphanage and whom he had never seen since he was born. He said with some emotion, "People cannot be generalized.
Your parents are very kind, they shouldn't have died in the mouth of the Thunder Wolf."
Hearing this, Leah in his arms trembled slightly, as if she was choking.
The reason why she mentioned the tragic death of her parents in such a depressing way was because Zhang Mu had already noticed that she was suppressing the sadness and pain in her heart.
Perhaps because she was not familiar enough with herself, she timidly hid this sadness, not daring to confide in herself for fear of causing disgust.
I intentionally wanted to pierce her pretended innocence and let her cry, which would make her feel better.
Zhang Mu said nothing and waited quietly for her to calm down.
After a long time, the kitten girl's sobbing slowly stopped.
Seeing this, Zhang Mu said, "Don't worry, I will personally inflict this hatred on the culprit in the near future."
"But." Leah raised her head and looked at Zhang Mu's face, "Revenge will only deepen hatred, and it can never eliminate or resolve it."
With his eyebrows raised slightly, he asked with a smile: "Did your parents teach you?"
"Well, Leah told her mother that when she grows up, she will beat up the humans who bully her. My mother scolded me angrily.
Then tell me this sentence. "
"Is that so..." Zhang Mu grinned, "Then I will teach you another truth today.
The enemy should be ground to dust, leaving no trace of him.
If you feel that you were too harsh compared to the intensity of the conflict and feel a little guilty, that's okay. You can just go to his grave every year and apologize to the tombstone."
Leia looked a little confused, not sure if she didn't understand or was shocked by the outrageous remarks.
Touching her head, Zhang Mu smiled and explained: "You can regret that you went too far, or reflect on whether you were cruel, or feel uneasy about the other person's tragic death.
But the premise of all this is that you are alive and the enemy is dead."
This relatively extreme style of behavior is the result of Zhang Mu's thinking and summary based on his more than 20 years of life experience.
He still doesn't know whether it is right or not, but Zhang Mu is sure that doing so will make him live a comfortable life.
Wouldn't that be enough?
Rather than lying in a coffin and being praised by the enemy for his indomitable bravery, respected for his unwavering will, and praised for his heroic deeds, Zhang Mu felt that it would be better if the roles of both sides were reversed.
He swore that he would blow his enemy, who had turned into a corpse, into a legend.
Looking down, he saw that Leah looked dazed. He knew that she could not fully understand what he meant for the time being, so he did not say much:
"We still have a long time to be together, I will teach you slowly."
Leia understood what was said, a smile appeared on her face, and she nodded heavily: "Yes!"
Afterwards, they stopped chatting and quietly admired the hazy moonlight until late at night, when Domit opened the gate.
Zhang Mu was a little surprised that he actually came back tonight. He thought he would have to wait until the morning of the day after tomorrow to see him.
Domit explained that he had originally planned to do as Zhang Mu said, but the villagers were all ordinary people and their bodies could not support the high-intensity work of forging iron all day and night, so he had to let everyone go home and rest first.
After that, the three of them went into the house to rest without chatting.
Because there was only one bed, three people definitely couldn't fit in, so Domit simply spread a board on the ground and lay down. Zhang Mu put Leah on the bed first, and then followed suit.
Silent all night.
The next day, Domit got up and went out at dawn.
Zhang Mu was worried that Leah would be in a bad mood if she stayed in the house all the time, so he planned to take her for a stroll in the village.
Perhaps it was because she slept too long yesterday, Leah tossed and turned until dawn last night before falling asleep, and she was sleeping soundly now.
Seeing this, Zhang Mu didn't wake her up.
She was thinking in her heart that she would have to reverse her biological clock after she set off, while creating an illusion and summoning a portal to return to reality.
Standing in the living room, I took out my cell phone and found that Song Lan's auction address had been sent to me.
There is nothing to do, so I'll go take a look.
After putting his phone back in his pocket, he changed his clothes, went straight out of the community, took a taxi, and hurried to the club.
Chapter 105 Give Me Some Sweetness
When Zhang Mu rushed to the guild hall, the auction seemed to have just begun.
The parking lot in front of the door was filled with luxury cars. The well-dressed social elites chatted with each other and walked into the automatically sliding glass door side by side.
After looking around, Zhang Mu didn't hesitate and walked towards the automatic door.
"Brother Mu!"
Song Lan, who was wearing a bright red dress with half of her shoulders exposed, happened to walk out. She saw him from afar and waved happily to greet him.
"Song Lan." Zhang Mu came to the door, answered with a smile, and went into the hall with her.
The spacious hall was crowded with people, including local citizens who came to see the world, and anchors who were holding up their mobile phones or selfie sticks to catch some attention.
On the left and right sides of the background wall directly opposite the gate are two curved stone staircases leading to the second floor, with a huge high-definition screen hanging in the middle.
Song Lan told him that the auction hall was on the second floor and only those who received a number tag could enter.
The screen is used for local citizens and various anchors to watch the auction in real time.
Nodding, Zhang Mu planned to stroll around. Song Lan patted her chest and promised to take him to the VIP room, but he declined.
What can he see while huddled in the hut? He mainly wants to see what the "immortal" is talking about when he comes from other places and what the discussion is like among the local citizens.
After repeated refusals, Song Lan finally gave up and went upstairs in a depressed mood to do his own thing.
Zhang Mu, with his hands behind his back, wandered around among groups of people.
After a round, I found that everyone was talking about the "immortal" with great relish, and occasionally a brief dispute would break out.
Most of them occurred between local citizens who witnessed the immortals' tribulation and outsiders who saw the video afterwards and came to see the novelty.
The latter generally remain skeptical and refuse to believe any evidence presented by local citizens, such as the spire under repair in the city, videos on mobile phones, and immortals granting elixirs to cure people in the deep mountains in the suburbs.
He claimed that there really were immortals, and if you could just call them out and show their faces, you would believe them.
The local citizen who argued with him said in a disdainful tone, "Who do you think you are, a fairy? Can you see him just like that?"
The two of them quarreled endlessly. Zhang Mu listened for a few words and then walked away.
He was not too surprised by the latter's questioning.
Before I obtained the portal, if someone told me that there were immortals in the world, I would probably have believed it.
But he wasn't in a hurry either.
First, things cannot be rushed, as there are still many things missing from my plan for my "paradise".
Second, as his magical power gradually increases, and he makes a big enough noise on Blue Star, they will naturally believe it without a doubt.
For example, the Dapeng bird mentioned by my senior brother soars into the sky.
Zhang Mu thought that flying to the sky sounded impressive, but if only a few people could see it, it wouldn’t make much sense.
The entire Kunpeng is in the sky, roaming across the land of China.
In front of everyone's eyes, flying low from the far east of China to the far west is the only way to be effective.
By then, the magic academies in the West will also make a move, and countries around the world will firmly believe in the existence of the supernatural, and their plans to replace supplies can be officially launched.
Thinking of this, Zhang Mu pondered the magic of puppetry.
According to the skill introduction, if you want to make a doll, you must first melt the parts with suitable materials, and then assemble them into the required shape.
Then use magic power to draw a special magic circle on the surface of the core located in the abdomen of the doll to successfully activate it.
Obviously, the larger the puppet you make, the more materials you will need.
Zhang Mu didn't intend to eat a big fat man in one bite, so he directly created the leader, elders, disciples of the "Dongtian Fudi", and the principal, teachers, and students of the magic academy all at once.
With so many dolls, just collecting the materials would tire him out.