At this moment, the one who was confused was the laundry worker, Sabrina.
She sat at the door of the yard in a daze, looking at the empty hanging ropes that she often worried about not having enough in the past, and her eyes were dull.
The few jobs she was qualified for were gone.
No one brings clothes to wash anymore.
To be honest, laundry is not an easy job.
That's it in summer. In winter, even if you can get warm well water, your palms will lose their oil, become chapped, and become red and swollen.
In severe cases, the bloody "laughing mouth" can even be split, and the lips will become white and ulcerated.
I can only wrap it up with a cloth tape, grit my teeth and continue washing.
There is a lot of work in summer, and often I can't lift my head all afternoon after washing. When I stand up, my waist is not my own.
If you ask Sabrina, what is the hardest job in the world
Her answer must be laundry.
But now she desperately wants to wash clothes, because compared to the pain of washing clothes, she is more afraid of her mother's scolding, and even feels inferior to a useless person.
When the sun was about to set, Sabrina finally came to her senses and quickly got up to cook.
She could have tried the appliances in the connected home, but she subconsciously rejected it and stubbornly burned a meal with firewood.
She didn't dare to cook too much rice, only two bowls. She was afraid that her mother would call her a swill bucket.
After cooking the meal, mother came back.
She worked a day shift in a textile factory, her eyes were dull, her steps were wandering, and she pressed her waist from time to time along the way.
This was the first time Sabrina saw her mother like this.
No, it wasn't that she didn't see it before, it was just that she had been immersed in her own world because of her low self-esteem.
"I'm so exhausted!"
The old mother sat down on the stool, took a long breath, and muttered.
"Hey, it's good that you don't do laundry. I feel much more relaxed now that I have food to eat at home."
To Sabrina's surprise, her mother stopped cursing.
She looked at her mother's exhausted expression with a hint of satisfaction, and suddenly felt sour in her heart.
She probably realized why her mother had a bad temper in the past.
—After a day’s work, my whole body is sore and my back is sore. I still have to cook when I come back. Isn’t it going to make anyone feel better
"Cooked with firewood?" The old mother asked suddenly as she picked up the rice.
"Um."
"Okay, don't buy firewood when you've finished it. I've heard that you can cook with the Internet Home. If you try and figure it out, you won't have to pay for laundry in the future, but you'll also save money on firewood. But you, being so fat, have to find a way to lose weight." Come down? What did Internet Medical say? Do as they say. Read the magic book when you have time. If you can cultivate magic, even if it is fighting spirit, you can exchange it for a little money in the future. I am also old, and I can't support you. lifetime."
The old mother rambled on about Sabrina.
Sabrina listened silently, nodding from time to time. Not only was she relieved, but she also felt warm in her heart.
She had been on tenterhooks for most of the day today, fearing that her mother would scold her.
Unexpectedly, her mother not only did not scold her, but actually comforted her, which made her suddenly feel that she was such a beast before.
After dinner, Sabrina took the initiative to wash the dishes.
Because there was no need to wash clothes anymore, the old mother didn’t need to hang them out, so she went back to her room to sleep early.
After returning from washing dishes, when she passed by the door of her mother's room, the melodious music floating in the room made Sabrina stop suddenly.
She turned around and saw her mother leaning on the bed, turning on the Internet and listening to music.
"Lina, listen to this song, let's talk about it here, oh, it's so beautifully sung!" the old mother said and couldn't help but hum along.
Sabrina had a sore nose.
This seems to be the first time her mother has praised her!
"Then listen, I, I'm going back to the house first."
"go Go!"
The old mother waved her hand.
Sabrina fled back to the house.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Sabrina opened the Internet interface and was lost in thought for a long time.
I don't know how long it took, but her eyes gradually became firm.
I didn’t have time before, but now that I have a lot of free time, why not try it
Thinking of this, she clicked on the Internet class, selected an introductory magic class, and clicked in.
That night, the lights in Sabrina's house stayed on for a long, long time.
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At this moment, the Neptune Palace was also brightly lit.
Faced with the sudden launch of Internet Home, Starnet Group, which had just been proud for two days, was dumbfounded.
"We still underestimate the God of the Internet. When it comes to mining and using authority, he is much better than us! We must launch new functions as soon as possible, otherwise according to the current trend, Starnet may only be a universal bank. This is a function!”
Poseidon leaned back on the high-backed chair with a sinister look on his face.
"I suggest that the three of us exchange powers with each other. This will not only help us understand new functions, but also make it possible to integrate new powers." The God of Transformation suggested.
The current exchange of power in the Star Network Group uses Poseidon as the medium.
In other words, the God of transformation does not have the authority over life in his hands.
"This..." The God of Life hesitated.
Although the God of Transformation has proved the power of his authority under certain circumstances through the Universal Bank, his control over the main plane of the [World Tree] is still slightly inferior to that of the authority of life.
He was a little worried about the risks.
The God of Transformation has a bad reputation.
"If you don't want to, I won't force you, but I still hope you will think about it carefully. Times have changed. If you stick to the old rules, you will die without a whole body." The God of Transformation said solemnly.
The God of life is silent.
Poseidon Temple fell silent for a moment.
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If StarNet is envious and jealous of the emergence of Internet Home;
The four original gods, no, I should say the three original gods, have more complex senses!
On an isolated island in the deep sea, the goddess of the night stands on the cliff, wearing a long black dress. From a distance, she looks like a lone shadow, nailed in the roaring waves.
"Boom!"
Thunder breaks out and the wind howls.
In the howling rain and storm, the goddess of night quietly appeared behind her.
"Dark Night, the God of the Internet borrowed your authority and didn't share some of your source material?" The Lord of the Storm asked, seemingly with deep meaning.
"Is this why you came to me?" the goddess of the night asked.
"What else? We are both domestic servants now. Instead of talking about salary and remuneration, why should we talk about whether the master has unfinished work?" The Lord of the Storm said in a teasing tone, which seemed to be sarcastic, but was actually self-deprecating.
The four original gods joined forces to hide the main plane of Vilia for thousands of years, and finally made a wedding dress for the God of the Internet.
The God of the Internet said that he cooperated with them and exchanged virtual godheads.
But who doesn’t know that the God of the Internet has countless gods in his hands, so exchanging one virtual god of the Internet is nothing.
No threat at all.
On the other hand, they are tightly controlled by the God of the Internet.
The low-military situation carefully designed in the main plane of Vilia has now become a weakness.
Thinking of this, the Storm Lord couldn't help but look up at the sky.
He knew that when the stars in the sky lit up, all of Veria could not stop the God of the Internet.
So the main plane of Vilia actually belongs to the God of the Internet.
They are just popes, stewards, domestic servants.
"We are not qualified to negotiate at all, unless..." The goddess of the night paused: "Have they contacted you?"
The Storm Lord smiled but didn't answer.
"If you're interested, then go ahead. I've always been timid and fearful, so I won't get involved." The goddess of the night shook her head, and the teleportation array lit up under her feet.
"Wait!" shouted the Storm Lord.
The goddess of the night suddenly stopped.
However, it was not because of the Lord of Storms, but because the God of the Internet suddenly sent a message: "I am in the back garden of the Cobol Palace. Come quickly to discuss matters."