Timo ran to the door of the old man in a hurry and kicked unceremoniously.
"Who?" The door was opened, and the assistant at the old man's house looked around his head last time, but he didn't see half of the person.
About to close the door, Timo said, "Hey, you can't ignore Timo's height."
The assistant looked down and found that there was a Timo standing on the ground, "Haha, don't you, it's you, what's the matter?"
"Boss Timo wants to see Old Man Time." Timo flashed aside. An Yang and his party walked over at this time. An Yang lifted Timo up and put it on his shoulders and smiled at the assistant. "Hello, let's see you before." Yes, I came here this time because I want to ask Dr. Time about something. I don’t know if I have time?"
The assistant glanced at An Yang, and when he was about to say something, he saw Lacus behind him, and the corners of his eyes jumped unnaturally. After all, Lacus’s reputation is still relatively large in Germany. People who are a little bit more advanced have heard of it. , The sister of Galen, one of the German three tiger generals, can ordinary people offend casually
"Please wait a moment, I'll tell the doctor." The assistant still reserved his opinion, and did not say to let An Yang in immediately, nor did he say not to let An Yang in.
After An Yang and his party waited at the door for a while, the assistant came out again, this time making a please gesture to An Yang and the others.
"Look who is here? My old friend, haha." When the old man saw An Yang and the others, he looked very enthusiastic.
"The doctor's spirit is good." An Yang also smiled slightly.
"That's a must, man, the longer you live, the less you don't want to die. Of course, you have to exercise more. The little tricks you taught me last time have made me earn a lot of face in front of many friends." After laughing twice, he ordered his assistant to make tea.
"Grandpa Time." Beside An Yang, Su Su shouted in unison with Guanghui, both voices were sweeter, and the two-pronged approach seemed to have a stereo feel, and the reverberation was endless.
"Isn't this Lux? Why are you here? I haven't seen Grandpa for a long time. Do you think it doesn't matter if Grandpa is dying?" He can't help but love. After all, he watched Lacus grow up. When he was a child, Lacus often liked to come to his home to play. The children were ignorant and often messed up his home. Some experimental results were just half-invented. It was ruined by her, but the old man of time never blamed her once.
"Where, I've been so busy these days." Guanghui stepped forward and hugged the arm of the old man, and acted like a little girl. The old man couldn't hold back his face anymore. He patted Guanghui's head fondly and then pointed to the sofa Looking towards An Yang, "Sit down."
An Yang and his party just sat down, and the assistant came up with a few cups of tea. Timo took the lead in holding a cup of tea, put her little finger in the cup and stirred it, and then pushed the cup of tea past her finger to it. In front of An Yang, "Boss, tea."
"What were you doing just now?" An Yang squinted at Timo.
"Timo helps the boss try the tea temperature, it's not hot, just right."
"Nima! Can you drink it!" If there weren't so many people here, An Yang would have liked to throw Timo out directly. This little bit of mind was all muddy except for the cannon girl.
"Boss, don't you really drink it?" Timo asked innocently.
"Don't drink, you have stuffed your fingers in it. If you want to drink, you can drink it yourself." An lazy Li Timo.
"Okay then—" Timo nodded, and when An Yang thought he was going to drink it by himself, Timo pushed the tea in front of the old man again.
"Grandpa, tea."
"Pop!" An Yang couldn't bear to slap Timo on the head.
"Drink by yourself!!!"
"Oh, Sister Susu, he bullied Timo." Timo pursed his mouth and looked extremely aggrieved. He was almost squeezing out two more tears. Even so, Timo's cute attitude made Su Su His heart has instantly softened.
"An'an, Timo is also kind, or you can drink it."
"—" An Yang's mouth twitched.
Tears flickered in Timo’s eyes, then turned to look at Guanghui, "Sister Guanghui—"
Guanghui immediately relented, "An Yang, just drink it."
"—" An Yang stood up and snatched Timo from Susu's arms, "I think we need to have a good talk."
"Let's talk, what's the matter." An Yang lifted Timo out of the door and threw it to the ground. Timo made a cool backflip, and then fell on the ground.
"Doctor sees that your eyes are not right." Timo got up from the ground and patted the grime on his body.
"Huh?" An Yang questioned.
"Anyway, you'll know if you go in and pay attention. He sees that your eyes are different from others, and he is always afraid that you will run away." Timo followed An Yang's thighs and climbed onto his shoulders.
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When he came in again, An Yang paid close attention to Old Man Shizhao, who did, as Timo said, always turned his attention to him.
"Could this old man fall in love with me?" An Yang thought like this, shaking her whole body.
Although being loved is a piece of happiness, at least it depends on who the object is—
With this idea, An Yang started sitting on pins and needles, wishing to immediately finish asking the questions he wanted to ask and then leave quickly.
"The doctor, I want to ask you a question."
"Let's talk." The old man time looked at An Yang with a smile, but in An Yang's eyes, the smile changed again.
"You should know about the war between Germany and Noxus before. It's just that General Galen was injured in the battle. He was very serious and was in a coma. I took him into the crystal ball and he didn't die directly. But it’s not a solution to drag it like this. I heard that you seem to have some research on this aspect, so come and ask you."
Old Time's brows sank, "Is Galen injured? Before the resurrection, I had a way, but now I don't have as much power as when I was young. I need some magic weapons."
"An Yang." Guanghui glanced at An Yang anxiously. An Yang threw her a relieved look and continued to ask, "Magic weapon? What kind of magic weapon is needed."
"Useless big stick." When the old man said the name, both Guanghui and Natimo's eyes flashed with wonder.
"Useless big stick, a mage weapon capable of changing fate." Timo muttered softly on An Yang's ear.
An Yang also knows the useless big stick. In the game, it is also a must-produced equipment for the mage. The price/performance ratio is not bad, but in Valoran mainland, where can this useless big stick be obtained
As if he knew An Yang’s confusion, the old man Shi Shi explained, “This useless big stick is in the Academy of War. There is an Academy Tournament every year. Those who win the game can get a very good piece of equipment, and this year’s The reward from the champion is the useless stick."
"War College?" An Yang frowned.
"Well, the war academy focuses on cultivating talents, and even some ordinary people have broken through to heroes after studying for a period of time. The annual academy competition is the focus, because the equipment rewarded by the champions It is very precious on the Valoran continent, and this useless big stick is the equipment that the wizard dreams of, so this year's Academy Tournament, even level ten heroes may be attracted."
"His—" An Yang twitched the corner of his mouth.
Now level 5 heroes are powerful dogs. How far will level 10 heroes go against the sky? If even the heroes of the tenth level are going to participate in the Academy Tournament, it is estimated that An Yang has no hope.
"This is too demanding." An Yang smiled bitterly and shook his head. He understood his own weight. If a level 6 hero uses the hero's light, he can barely make do with it. At the seventh level, he can only lie down, let alone the tenth level. NS.
The glorious eyes were also a little gloomy, after all, Galen grew up with her and was closely related by blood.
An Yang gently shook Guanghui's weak and boneless hand, "Don't worry, I will help you find other ways to save your brother."
"But—" The old man suddenly turned and looked at An Yang with scorching eyes, shocked An Yang and thought that he couldn't bear to jump on him and pressed himself.
"But I have a way to help you."
"Huh? What way." Hearing this, An Yang rekindled hope.
"You come with me." The old man stood up and waved to An Yang.
Na, Nani? He asked me to go with him? What is this implying? Do I have to dedicate myself if I want to find him to do things? Unexpectedly, he was actually this kind of person, he was so old and still like this-An Yang thought wildly in his mind.
"Can you take someone?" An Yang said with a lack of confidence. Timo had the idea of trying to escape from his shoulders. An Yang hugged him in his arms and threatened in a low voice, "You don't come with me. Don't want me to help you chase the gun girl."
"You bad guy," Timo said reluctantly.
"You can't take people. Only you know and I know about this. If you want to save Galen." Old Man Shiguang smiled casually. In An Yang's eyes, the smile was evil. An Yang wanted to give up, but he was looking at each other. In the eager eyes of Guanghui, An Yang shed tears of humiliation.
Damn it, isn't it just being fucked? I'm fighting for Galen Laozi!
"Okay, I'll go with you." An Yang stood up and said, his voice was full of gritted teeth.
"Boss, Timo will always remember you, and Timo will burn you paper money every Qingming Festival."
"Do you also have Qingming Festival here." An Yang burst into tears.
"Yes, what kind of paper money do you want."
"Burn two 5Ss for me, and you want local tyrants gold, and some beauties for me, don't burn them in Dongguan." An Yang confessed his "last words" and followed the old man in time and entered the back room.
When Timo tilted his head to think about what is a local tyrant and what is Dongguan, An Yang turned around and yelled again.
"Remember to inflate my brother."