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"Part of it has been opened." Luca recalled the notice issued by the Earthfire and Silvermane Iron Guards some time ago, and explained seriously: "The climate is much better now. It is not cold even in the city's outskirts during the day, so many residents of the lower districts have been transferred to build the newly available land. During this period, there are fewer wanderers wandering around."
After all, if life has hope, who would be willing to wander around without enough food every day?
Xing nodded thoughtfully, and after thinking for a while, he looked at Jing Yuan, "General, are you willing to give some advice on the development of Beloberg?"
Jing Yuan:......
Jing Yuan stopped petting the cat, raised his head from the fluffy cat fur, and his pair of golden eyes were full of speechlessness.
He pointed at himself and the surroundings, his tone full of fatigue, "Just because I can be in charge of Xianzhou Luofu doesn't mean I can help Beloberg. Every stage of development requires a suitable leader. Obviously, I am not suitable here."
At this point, Jing Yuan sighed lightly, propped up his chin and said lazily: "The Great Guardian of Beloberg is very stable. She grew up here, and the decision she made is also the best decision at the moment."
Hearing this, Xing nodded, but still said, "But Bronya is under a lot of pressure. I was thinking that since the general is out playing, should we also carry Bronya on our backs with the trash can to go out for a walk?"
Jing Yuan said calmly, "She can relax, but not if she wants me, a hundreds-year-old gray-haired general, to work overtime for her."
"Oh." Xing continued to nod, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, "Then let Lady Cocolia help her work overtime! They are mother and daughter! What's wrong with helping out?!"
Jingyuan gave a thumbs up to express his approval of the proposal.
Just when I was about to continue burying my face in the raccoon's belly and sucking for a while, a huge white thing like a cloud suddenly appeared in front of me.
Cheng Che held Hook to his chest with one hand and held several clouds in the other hand, "Marshmallows, do you want some?"
Jing Yuan was startled, took one, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
It's like a fluffy cloud stuck on a bamboo stick. You might get sick of it if you take a bite.
"What kind of small trash are you picking up?" Xing poked his head out to look at the bag hanging on Cheng Che's wrist, rummaging through it for something.
Cheng Che put Hu Ke on a stool beside him and sat down himself. He looked very calm. "I ate and drank, and I also picked up a pair of shoes. I don't know who ordered them. They look like small leather shoes worn by little girls."
Xing was confused for a moment, looked at Hook's feet, and touched the back of his head, "Who can order..."
She looked into Hook's twinkling eyes and lowered her voice, "What did Hook order?"
"Hmm..." Hook bit a candy and tilted his head, blinking his big round eyes at Xing, "I... Hook... Hook wants to give it to Clara. I want Clara to join the Mole Gang..."
star:……
"Okay." Xing put his shoes aside, propped up his chin and looked at the empty fighting arena. Just as he was about to urge the fight to start, he was suddenly stunned.
She looked at the hand that appeared on Luca's head, her eyelids twitching and her heart filled with ominous premonitions.
Luca turned to look at Cheng Che in confusion, "My head——"
He looked at a familiar strand of hair that had fallen down and suddenly remembered the hair loss curse that he had ignored for a long time.
Luca stared at Cheng Che in silence, "I still have to go on stage to fight later."
Does the hair look good? !
The opponent punched him again and again, and his red hair fell down like ribbons sprayed by the audience!
Does this really look good?!
"It has built-in special effects, how great! If your hair blurs out the opponent's eyes, you will win without a fight." Cheng Che said expressionlessly. After wiping his hands, he rolled up the marshmallow in front of him, pressed it into a small piece and stuffed it into his mouth. "Anyway, you are boxing for fun now. Next time I meet someone interesting and I will carry you on my back to beat him up."
Luca: …
It seems to be the case. Luka has no rivals in the lower level area...
Never mind, Xier doesn’t like fighting with him.
Luca silently looked at the people in front of him, and looked at Jing Yuan who was petting a cat with a little expectation, "Mr. Jing Yuan, do you want to fight with me?"
Jing Yuan was startled, looked up in confusion and pointed at himself, "Me?"
"Yes." Luca nodded, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, "I look forward to fighting with the strong."
Jing Yuan:......
Jing Yuan looked at Luca with a hard time explaining, and finally couldn't help but remind him: "Although my official title is a general, I became famous with my brain."
“But you have to know how to fight!” Luca refused to give up.
Jing Yuan was silent for a long time, then said seriously: "I am an envoy."
Luca: …
Luca turned to look at Cheng Che, the expectation in his eyes was different from that of another person.
Cheng Che drank some water to suppress the greasy feeling of cotton candy, put his hands in his pockets and said calmly, "I am a messenger of many orders."
Chapter 583 That’s indeed the case.
"Get rich, get rich!"
The blue-haired man's eyes were full of surprise, and even had the symbol of money in his eyes. His fingers quickly touched each piece of money, "I was right about you! Little Crow! I'm going to be rich!"
On the side, a group of people sat on the carpet, with red food cooking in the pot in front of them.
Cheng Che tilted his head and yawned, "Give me a share. After all, you made money through me."
"That won't do!" Sangbo decisively stuffed all the money into his pocket, and then looked at Cheng Che seriously, "This is all old Sangbo's hard-earned money. If I hadn't persuaded them earnestly to buy your opponent, how could I have raised the odds by myself?!"
Cheng Che looked at Sang Bo quietly, and nodded after a moment, "You're right, the sunny and cheerful college students of the new era should not touch gambling or drugs."
Sambo reached for the chopsticks and asked in confusion, "Where's Huang?"
"What do you care about me?" Cheng Che responded casually, and slapped Sangbo on the back of his hand with his backhand, "Have you washed your hands?"
Eating without washing hands means you are not clean!
Sambo was stunned for a moment, "You... your intermittent mysophobia has struck again?"
"Washing hands before meals has nothing to do with mysophobia." Cheng Che had a blank expression on his face as he slowly stirred the sauce in the bowl.
Next to him was Xing from the train crew who had just delivered a takeaway, Xier and Natasha from Earth and Fire, and even Oleg who was pushed over by Luka to eat.
Clara and Hook were sitting not far away, and the white-haired girl gently helped Hook wipe the food crumbs off his cheek.
Sambo took out a wet tissue and wiped his hands before looking at the food in front of him.
Sambo: ...
Sang Bo looked at the green vegetables in front of him, and finally couldn't help but look up at Cheng Che, "My friend, any word I say is more vulgar than this meal."
Cheng Che raised his eyes sharply, "Then tell me."
I'm excited and want to drive fast using my heart and brain, at a speed of 200!
Sangbo opened his mouth and wanted to say something but saw the two children next to him. He couldn't help but move the bowl with him and said, "Forget it, I won't lead the children astray."
Cheng Che looked away disappointedly and raised his chin to the side, "The meat is here with Luca."
"Oh." Sambo responded, and while the pot was cooking, he couldn't help but ask, "So when are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow." Xing came back to her senses, moved closer to Cheng Che to make room for Xi'er, and explained, "Cheng Che and I will return to the train after dinner. We will pack our luggage and leave soon."
Yes, by the way, say goodbye.
Farewell gift... give a few feathers to Luofu's immortals. After all, it has been a long time since the little crows have stretched their wings obediently to offer feathers.
Sambo nodded and looked down at the bowl of ingredients in his hand.
"Will you come with me and follow the train, or should we go and grab the aircraft ourselves? Or you can find the aircraft while I follow the train?" Cheng Che suddenly remembered something and took out his phone to take a look. "I have to go find Yinzhi to cut my hair tonight. Sanyueqi said Yinzhi is very good at it."
Sang Bo was stunned for a moment, and after looking at the people around him, he said vaguely: "Aren't you going to bring...a...Him?"
Didn’t we agree to bring Huanyue’s family along to embarrass themselves?
Have you forgotten already?
Be careful, Agu may turn into Awu on the spot!
Cheng Che tilted his head and looked at Sangbo, then placed his little crow pendant on the table. "Isn't it here?"
Sambo: ...
Sambo lowered his gaze to the familiar crow pendant and asked in confusion: "Are you talking about this small pendant, or the mask hanging around the crow's neck? This mask..."
"Of course it's a pendant." Cheng Che glanced at the small mask and pointed at the little crow hanging on the bag next to him. "The crow pendant I made for recording is on the bag."
Sangbo was stunned for a moment, then nodded after taking a closer look. "I see. The one with feathers is your recording and video recording device, and the one with a black body and black eyes is... Him?"
Does it really work?
Sambo tilted his head and looked at the dark crow in front of him. After a while, he suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped the little crow on the head. His tone was sharp and complaining, "You are biased!"
"Goooooooooooo-"
The little crow fell to the ground with a click, rolled out twice, and made a cooing sound.
Sambo showed a satisfied smile on his face, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked very happy, "Ah, I feel good, next time I'll let Giovanni slap me too."
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che silently picked up the little crow and placed it on the table, muttering in a low voice, "There is not a single normal person in this family..."
At the side, Xing was confused, holding her bowl and chopsticks with a dull look on her face, "What are you talking about? What's wrong with bringing two small pendants to Pinocchio? Does this little crow pendant have any different functions? Like artificial intelligence, baa?"
Cheng Che put a piece of meat into Xing's bowl with chopsticks and said with emotion, "Forget it, just eat. Not everyone can interfere in our happy conversation."
star:……
Xing squinted his eyes and looked at Cheng Che and Sangbo, and after a long time, he finally decided to seek help from outside.
The gray-haired girl decisively turned her head to look at Jing Yuan who was trying to sneak some meat from the plate to her raccoon slave, and asked her question in a serious manner, "General, do you know what they are talking about?"
"Now you know to call me general?" Jing Yuan smiled softly, put the raccoon slave on the cushion beside him, and then slowly wiped his palms and prepared to eat. "How can I guess about happy things? I am a hunting general. I can't be traveling with a star god."
Xing tilted her head, "That's true."
Xing retracted his gaze and picked up a piece of meat. Just as he was about to put it into his mouth, he heard a familiar "click" sound coming from the side.
The meat slice fell into the bowl, and the splashing sauce drew a strange arc in the air.
Xing turned his head and followed the path of the sauce, and saw the stains on the white clothes.
Jing Yuan didn't bother to wipe his new clothes, and tried to open his eyes wide and stare at Cheng Che, "Why did you hit me? We patrolling sea rangers also have to maintain our dignity! Do you think everyone is like your family?!"
Sambo covered his heart and said, "I feel like I've been scolded."
I'm so sad. Although I know that people in Huanyue's family don't have much face, it's okay for others to say this, Jingyuan...