Xiaoxue finally confirmed one of our conjectures, that is, in God knows how long in the future, Sandora and I will indeed have a child, and it is basically not beyond my expectations: the birth process of this child is quite full of Xiling characteristics .
Sandora thought it would be fun to have a baby, so she made one out of soul fragments...
And this bear child named "Xiaoshan" has been the biggest nightmare of the other little girls in the family for a long time. He inherited Sandora's soul fragments. You can predict Xiaoshan's appetite According to Xiaoxue, since her sister with a big stomach was born, the royal family basically spent every day surrounded by the smell of milk powder.
"My little sister was used to drinking milk when she was just learning to walk. At that time, she often had three or four feeding bottles hanging on her body when she was running around. It was fun to watch," Xiaoxue recalled the future scene very nostalgic (this Is the sentence awkward?), at the end there was still a look of sadness on her face, "It would be even better if she could give me one..."
In all fairness, Xiaoxue, as a princess, will never be hungry. If she wants, she can swim in the ocean of milk every day, but everything has a psychological effect. As long as you have seen the battle of Sandora eating, everyone will know Unconsciously wondering whether I will starve myself to death by eating that little food: this biased contrast effect is also effective in children of one and a half years old. By the way, why am I researching this...
Sandora has been in a semi-pale state since eating, sitting alone in front of the window looking up at the starry sky with a lot of thoughts. If it was normal, Bingtis would definitely jump over to find a fight at this time, but I don’t know For some reason, Bingtis also became very honest this time, keeping a distance of more than ten meters from Sandora, sitting in front of the small coffee table and meditating silently. I couldn't help but leaned over and patted the female hooligan on the shoulder: "Why didn't you tease Sandora this time? Isn't it your style?"
Bingtis turned her head, and the look of the old society on her face shocked me: "The life of being able to marry and have children feels so high-end, Sandora seems to be a creature of another dimension, and I can't understand it at all. …”
Me: "..." Well, it seems that the sequelae caused by Sandora's previous sentence "dead without a man" have not dissipated.
Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at the rambunctious kids who formed a row on the stairs not far away. An Weena was wiping the floor, so this group of little kids could be settled quietly in one place for a while, and then I Walking towards Sandora, patted her hair: "What are you thinking?"
"My child..." Sandora didn't raise her head, but that faint voice seemed to convey all her thousands of thoughts, "I don't know what's going on, but I feel... a bit of anticipation, a feeling I've never felt before."
I froze, Sandora is now lingering in an atmosphere that I have never seen before, this atmosphere is gentle, gentle, and filled with joy. She was touched by what Xiaoxue inadvertently revealed. Dare to feel that she was here looking up at the starry sky for a long time, just fantasizing about having a baby. I thought about it, and recalled that Sandora seemed to have mentioned this topic to myself before, when Xiaoxue first appeared, Sandora had this idea, and now, this idea has become some kind of definite , the fact that can be expected.
"Although I feel that I have changed enough, and sometimes even have such weird thoughts that I no longer know my current self, it seems that there are still more things to look forward to in the future than I imagined," Sandora looked at the dark outside In the dark night sky, his gaze seemed to penetrate the darkness and reach the deepest part of the universe, "Ah Jun, do you know that the five years since I met you, I feel even thicker than my life of billions of years before, the core of logic It's interesting how the purely intellectual part of it tells me it's an illusion, but the emotional part of it comes to the opposite conclusion..."
I thought for a while: "Is this what it means to live like a year after getting to know me?"
Sandora was stunned for a moment, she turned her head stiffly, her big sea blue eyes swept my face several times like windshield wipers: "I know why Lin Xue is going to find you desperately every now and then, you are sometimes really angry when you talk people."
I feel like I'm just trying to liven things up... well, though I've never been successful at it.
Sandora exhaled and looked at the night sky: "Five years, if it was me before, this short period of time should be a flick of a finger for me. Fighting on the battlefield, breaking the ground, advancing like a machine ,Hundreds of years sometimes pass unknowingly. I really haven’t lived like this now. I try to look at the surrounding scenery when I am moving forward. How many things did I miss before, so that now I recall Looking up, there is only one impressive point left by Bingtis: it is still a stain. A lot of things have happened in the past five years, and everything seems to have never been experienced in the past billions of years. You are fine together, thank you."
Sandora suddenly raised her head and looked at this side with a bright smile, her sea blue eyes were filled with gentle light. I froze for a few seconds, then smiled: "Ditto." "..."
Sandora thought about it, and finally decided not to beat me.
Otherwise, there is a difference between people, just look at the difference in the ability to lament life. As soon as Xiaoxue leaked the secret, Sandora directly lamented the height of the world view, and my only thought was how much trouble the family would have in the future. According to Xiaoxue, it seems that the child created by Sandora is not a Fuel-efficient lamps, what's worse, that child was also brought up by a bunch of scumbags in the family...
"Speaking of which, according to Xiaoxue, our child..." When I heard this word, I saw a slight change in Sandora's face, as if she was quite embarrassed, and then I continued with a smile, " It seems that they grow up slowly like children of ordinary races, and there is even a process of learning to walk. The apostles of Xiling don't have this kind of growth period, you see, even the slowest growing model like Little Bubble, has a lifetime When you get down, you can run, jump, and shoot quantum missiles."
"Change," Sandora said with a smile, "the apostles of Xiling have never been a race that would refuse to change, and from the current point of view, maybe we really need this kind of change. I have now vaguely realized that, Life forms born for war may make us stronger, but they may not necessarily make us great. A civilization that can truly reach its apex should have more different things, something other than power. A new The evolution is about to... No, it has already arrived. The Apostle of Xiling will maintain the existing war talent, but perhaps a new branch will appear in the cutting-edge individuals, a branch that can make his altar no longer lonely. A Jun , you know, a civilization at its peak is like standing on a sharp spire, because there is no higher or comparable thing within reach, this spire becomes extremely dangerous, and we will It's like acrobatics, setting up stones under one's own feet, making the already helpless tower rise higher and higher in the crumbling, because it separated oneself from the mortal world, and stubbornly guarded its "peak" glory, and If you refuse to let the slightest "flaw" appear in your own civilization, the spire will become sharper and sharper until you can't even bear it. At this time, if you make a slight mistake, you will fall from the peak to the abyss. We have already 70,000 years ago It fell off once, and it can't be repeated this time. We need to add a footnote for a stable trajectory next to the "absolute efficiency" racial trait of the Xiling Apostle. It will not slow down the progress of the empire, but it will allow us to regain Possess some things that were accidentally given up, these things were once discarded by the ancestors as 'mortal shortcomings', but I think, the mortal side can probably give Xiling Apostle some strength... "
I listened silently. After Sandora figured out a problem, she would be like this now, excitedly and eloquently sharing all her findings with me. At this time, no matter how much I can understand, I just need to listen with a smile on my face. up. And there is really nothing incomprehensible about what she said this time—sooner or later, the lonely god will become a tyrant, and the inability to understand the life form of mortals will cause the apostles of Xiling to lose their interest in protecting the mortal world, and what is more deadly. After the characteristics of the regular race, the Apostles of Xiling may also completely stagnate on the road of evolution: because "evolution" is a privilege bestowed on mortals, a perfect race does not need to evolve.
The Apostles of Xiling will never accept the "perfection" brought about by this kind of stagnation.
"From the altar to the mortal, from the mortal to the altar, and finally reach a balance of true gods..." Just when Sandora and I were both thinking about a philosophical question, Bingtis' voice suddenly came from not far away. When I came over, I looked around in amazement, and found that the female hooligan who always had a playful smile turned out to have a serious face at the moment. She was wearing a rare holy smile that might be described as "divine" in my opinion. Sitting across from Sandora and me, "Father God once taught the people of the gods that half of the true God lives in the altar and half in the mortal world. He mentioned the same thing as you are discussing, that is: the true God will never Perfect, and should leave the palace. I didn't expect you to think of this step, should I say... you are indeed a character corresponding to the father god and the four main gods."
Me: "... By the way, why did our topic suddenly spread to this place?"
Bingtis scratched his hair: "By the way, what were you discussing at the beginning?"
"...Xiaoshan's appetite."
Bingtis was stunned for a moment. Even with her strong imagination, she might not have imagined that the topic was like this at the beginning: "Fuck! That's it?"
Sandora and I nodded at the same time: "That's it - and then it spread to the height of the gods!"
Bingtis was stunned for a few seconds, then walked away: "Damn, you guys are free..."
Lin Xue stayed here for another two days—well, I admit that these two days were shameless at the same time, but the main reason she lived here was to avoid her parents. In any case, the eldest lady has evolved from a young girl to a prostitute now—she is afraid that her parents will notice at this juncture, and then the second elder will carry a kitchen knife to stab her, so she has to adjust her state first: she is very confident about this.
In fact, having said that, I have already thought about it now. When the right time comes, I will always meet my parents. We can't hide it from the elderly on both sides for a lifetime. If you follow the habits of people on earth, everyone in Lin Xue and Qianqian's family can be regarded as relatives of the emperor. Of course, the military system of the Xiling Apostle does not pay attention to this kind of statement: people who have no military merits and do not participate in the war, even the emperor's own father. There is no authority, but it’s okay to count them as a group of Xiaoyao Wang—but the current situation is that the Xiaoyao Wang of the eldest lady’s family is still busy making money from those oil giants all over the world every day, and the Xiaoyao Wang of Qianqian’s family is busy Gouging people's graves all over the planet: it's not going to be a problem in the long run.
I think this may be a trouble, but it will never be a trouble. After the two old kings know about the Xiling Empire and the multiverse, they should have no more energy to assassinate the king...
It's just that it's really not the time to be honest about this matter. Speaking of Gao Li, the empire still has external and internal troubles, the current situation is turbulent, and the war is endless. How should I explain to them the fact that this huge house is empty, and there is only a ghost leading a group of strange little girls to look after the house...
Anyway, after living here for two days, the eldest lady finally came home happily, and I succeeded in coaxing her to be very happy. Xiaoxue once applied to go with her mother to visit her grandparents, but considering the brat's ability to harm the common people even if he had nothing to do, Lin Xue and I dismissed this whimsical idea on the spot.
The first afternoon after the eldest lady left was extremely quiet. Probably due to the absence of my own mother, Xiaoxue, the king of bear children, seemed a little bit uninterested, so I was finally able to spend a rare leisurely afternoon after finishing work.
Coming out of the house, I planned to go to the yard to talk to the cute fox and ask her to help take care of the child, but a bizarre scene appeared in front of me and I stopped in front of the porch.
In the shadow of the porch, a graceful figure was leaning against the pillar and sitting on the top step. Behind her, silver hair was scattered like a waterfall: it turned out to be Bingtis.
She is sitting so quietly, is she thinking about the end of the world
This female hooligan who was always noisy but now quieted down strangely didn't seem to notice that someone was approaching behind her. When I got closer, I realized that Bingtis was holding a huge black hard-covered book in her hand. She was completely The look of being immersed in it.
It's no wonder that Bingtis has a hobby that is completely different from her sturdy personality: reading. She always carries all kinds of tomes that look like they can kill people, but these books are not purely used as a meteor hammer: she really likes to read. Bingtis occasionally enters the form of a literary girl like now. Although this is rare, I must say that Bingtis at this time is the most goddess-like: quiet, dignified, and elegant.
"What are you looking at?" Although it felt a little bad to break the quiet atmosphere, when I thought that the other party was Bingtis, I felt no psychological pressure in an instant, so I spoke out decisively. In fact, I can speak later, because the scenery seen from this condescending angle is not bad... It's just that Bingtis, a carefree guy, has been messing around with me for a long time without any barriers, and now it's almost hard for me to look at women The child's eyes are on her...
Bingtis finally woke up, her first reaction was to close the book, and then she raised her head and looked at me in surprise: "Damn, I jumped up! It's nothing, I'm reading a novel."
I was taken aback by Bingtis's startled reaction, but became interested in the book in her hand: "Let me have a look."
"No!" Bingtis' reaction was super strong, and he jumped back more than two meters in an instant: and he jumped up while sitting, feeling like a frightened rabbit, "absolutely not!"
... If she hadn't reacted like this, maybe I would have really let it go, but the other party made such a big noise, do you think I can let it go? It was soft and hard on the spot. In fact, I don't know why I am suddenly so interested in the book in Bingtis's hand. This is probably the second cheap problem of human beings: Advanced Exploration of the Spirit of Welding Detonators and Saw Light Bulbs.
After a long time of soft and hard soaking, the big book in Bingtis's hand that can be thrown out and used as a kinetic energy warhead finally came into his own hands. The female hooligan showed a tragic appearance of being defeated like never before. Tuo Gu said: "You have to take good care of this book..."
I was baffled: "Isn't this your private photo album? If so, I won't read it..."
"Photograph your uncle," Bingtis's words can be regarded as her style again, "How many times have you taken advantage of my concubine, you are pretending to be a saint at this time. This is an autobiographical novel of the God Realm, don't you Just ask so many questions, see for yourself!"
Then Bingtis disappeared in front of my eyes in a flash: Maybe he went to collect rent on the other side of the earth.
"What the hell is this?" I shook my head, looked at the tome in my hand, and walked to the shade with my arms swaying. After I opened it, I was shocked, "Damn, is it a Bible?"
"Summer is coming to an end."
When I was reading a book under the shade of a tree in the yard, a soft voice suddenly came from beside me. My sister sat down next to me with a cup of herbal tea in her hand. It is less than 4:30 in the afternoon, and my sister has the most leisure time of the day: all the housework has been done, and it is still early to cook. Whenever this time, she is used to sitting in the yard, or nestling in a certain place at home. Corner study cross stitch. This is the pace of life she likes. Rather than sitting on the throne and being shouted long live by the mountain, she prefers to have a group of little girls around her in a circle when she is embroidering cross-stitch, chirping curiously, or like now, Hold the herbal tea and watch the clouds in the sky and the fine sunlight sprinkled among the leaves with me.
"Ah, time flies by pretty quickly," I rubbed my body, and habitually fell to the side, resting on my sister's lap.
"It's still the same as when I was a child," my sister said casually with a smile, and her eyes fell on the big black book in my hand. This book aroused her curiosity: because I have been dealing with data terminals for a long time Already, frequent reports from Shadow City and information from all over the country have kept me from touching a book like this for almost a year, "What are you reading?"
I waved the hard-covered book in my hand that hit someone on the head with at least a second-degree disability. It may not pass the security check at the airport. Its eight corners are covered with golden metal decorations. The black hard cover is made of Made of unknown animal leather, with gorgeous gilded characters on the cover, Bingtis' books are basically in this style: "I got it from Bingtis, an autobiographical novel written by the gods... "
"Fiction?" My sister suddenly looked surprised, "Oh, yes, I often see Bingtis holding a book and reading it all day long. She usually likes reading... Let me see. By the way, I can read understand?"
"Of course, the books of the Protoss are all information-transferring readers."
My sister curiously took this so-called autobiographical novel from the God Realm, and the huge book was like half a shield in her hand. She quickly flipped through two pages and became surprised: "Isn't this the Bible? "
My expression was blank: "...you expect something to be written in the autobiography of the Protoss? Since the fourth grade, Genesis has appeared in their diary..."
My elder sister just chuckled, put together the autobiographical novel that can be read directly as a bible, and tapped my head twice, then gently stroked my hair: "It's good to be able to relax like this. But in the future Don't read these weird things, this book was written by Bingtis, I saw that she accidentally called herself old lady on the title page... "
I was taken aback for a moment: "...I'll go! No wonder she smiled so awkwardly when I asked her for this thing!"
I also didn't expect that the tome I snatched from Bingtis was actually written by the female hooligan herself, so the expression on the other party's face at that time could be explained. I recalled the things described in the book, and the corners of my mouth couldn’t help twitching: She definitely handed over this thing with a death wish. You can see what she wrote:
Opening this book with great care, there is a passage in front of you: "I walk in the world, formulate laws and rules for the movement of the stars, let all things go in order, I see all things, and all things run in an orderly manner, so I call it Goodness, set this day as the first day of divine revelation. So it was established religious rules, let men and women in white sackcloth come out of their homes on this day, wear a crown woven of herbs on their heads, and drink wine. The beggar before their door and the poor behind their door. I stood on the clouds and saw my world go round and I thought it was good and left my name. My name is:
Supreme protector and framer, really? Saint King Hunting Goddess? The Wings of the Dark Emperor? True Eye of the Evil King *※(※*(!"
The last name was covered up by some kind of magic, and the whole book was covered up. I said, why can’t I see the name of the god who wrote the autobiography in the book? It’s Bingtis himself after a long time! When I snatched the book from her back then, the other party probably had time to erase her name... Of course, it seems that all the hard work of that female hooligan has finally been in vain, and everything about her sophomore year has become clear Ruojie—
I carefully put this book, which I had so easily snatched from Bingtis, into the portable space, and made up my mind that this thing should be used as a special causal bomb against Bingtis! RS