The resurrection of the ancestors caused a kind of excitement and joy to linger in the entire spiritual network of the empire. Of course, due to the rational talent of the Xiling apostles, they will not affect the normal work order because of this historic event. On the contrary, this emotion It will only have positive effects: In Sandora's words, the Xiling apostles have never felt as clear-minded and motivated as they are today. The ancestors themselves may not be able to promote the development of the new empire (after all, they are just ordinary people), but for a race, the significance of finding its own roots is self-evident. I can imagine: In the past years, even if the Xiling Apostles were extremely powerful, they were always missing a link: they didn't know where their hometown was, and they didn't know what the beginning of their civilization was like. The only thing that can be called history The precise records of the records began with the long exile in the void, and everything before that was even close to myths and legends—for any race, this is a thorn in the throat.
Especially for the most powerful race in the void, this is an embarrassment.
And now this embarrassing situation is finally over, the Apostles of Xiling have found their roots, and will soon be able to fill the only embarrassing blank section in the history of their civilization. This history finally does not need to start with a history of exile, but It can be declared with dignity: we come from a world, that is our hometown, our ancestors are a group of intelligent and far-sighted creatures, although they are mortal, they are still worthy of respect, we have talked face to face with our ancestors, and know our own civilization Everything that has happened since its origin.
Outsiders may not understand, but to Xiling Apostle itself, this is of great significance.
This relaxed and happy atmosphere may have also affected our family through the spiritual network. Although most of the people in this big family are not apostles of the spirit, including the group of five protoss who have almost completely depended on this family, We have all kinds of strange races, but our family is still very happy for the return of our ancestors. The elder sister decided to have a good meal in the evening according to the plan. Sandora agreed with this extremely, and went to the kitchen with great interest to help Anveena - I didn't stop her this time, after all, it was rare for Sandora to be so happy once. It's okay to let her mess around, and even if she makes some murderous dishes, these things can be eaten by herself, anyway, those things taste good to Sandora. But in the end Sandora was invited out by An Weena with a wry smile.
"She does hers and you do yours, and you two don't meddle." I looked curiously at the ghost maid, who grabbed the corner of her apron and complained cautiously: "But the mistress has bad cooking habits—she Always taste as you go.”
Me: "This is quite normal, cook and stir-fry to taste the saltiness—although it is difficult to measure the saltiness of the things made by Sandora."
"That's not what it means," An Weena was about to cry, "The hostess is trying the stove and pot lid, and all her cooking tools are disposable! It's okay to say, the stove is limited !"
Then I pushed the little ghost into the kitchen with a dull expression, and I understood: yes, for Sandora, things like pots, shovels, stoves, tableware, etc. are part of the "meal". She wants to taste her own food. The cooking is salty, so why don't you hold the stove and take a bite? "When you eat, you should eat the dishes and dishes together, so as not to waste food." This is Sandora's unique dining etiquette.
Of course, it is said that it is a good meal to celebrate, but the scale is actually a bit larger than usual. With An Weina, a super cook who can hardly be measured by the normal world view, our family feels very crazy about this meal every night , Can you imagine how grand it is for a big family with double-digit family members to eat—there are only sixty or seventy cups, plates, and dishes, some of which are used, and some are for Sandora to eat...
"Is this little guy also useful?" When Anveena started serving dishes, I saw a short little girl running around to help carry things (please allow me to use the word "carrying" To describe the scene of serving food at our house), the biggest feature of this short girl is that her whole body presents a translucent blue-white color, including her hair and body, just like jelly, her appearance probably imitated which one was on TV Or the image I saw on the Internet, I don't know it anyway.
This is our family-raised slime, who is currently Qianqian's playmate and pet, named Xizhilang—but I'm still used to calling her slime. Usually, this jelly-like creature is always wandering around aimlessly, like a domestic pet that really has nothing to do. I didn't expect to see her helping with housework today.
Qianqian put a pot of soup on the table, took a picture of Little Bubbles who was trying to climb up the table to steal food, then smiled and pointed at the translucent little girl: "Although Xi Zhilang doesn't have much intelligence, he can do it with some training." When it comes to these simple things, I have tried to make her remember how to sweep the floor and clean the glass, and now she will also help to fetch things. Next, I plan to teach her to solve quadratic equations in three variables... "
I was stupid on the spot: Tell me how Qianqian's teaching plan is arranged!
With a slight smile, he bent down and patted the little slime on the head. When his hand touched the opponent, a small spark burst out: "Come on, change into a bicycle!"
The little slime girl was so obedient, she immediately squatted on the spot, and turned into a blue and translucent bicycle with a bang. Made, very beautiful. Ilsen next to him was idle, so he immediately jumped up and wanted to ride two laps - how could a bicycle formed by a mollusc biomimicry be able to ride, so the slime instantly turned into a woman on the ground with a snap. When it was crushed, an unprecedentedly strong arcane flash erupted...
Don't forget, the body of this slime is a standard imperial weapon. Although the level is a bit low, it is a pure energy body full of high-level arcane energy after all. He clutched his chrysanthemum and wriggled five meters on the ground before crawling back to the sofa, but he was kicked back by his sister...
The slime that made a piece on the beach turned into a human again with squeaking sparks, bouncing around and continuing to help serve the food. With her intelligence close to that of animals, she probably couldn't understand what happened just now, Irson Seeing the other party running past her, she wanted to cry but had no tears.
I held the little puppet girl in my arms, watching Ding Dong dancing the character-horoscope dance in the air in front of my eyes, I felt very comfortable: "Life..."
"Don't sigh, you can't come up to help?" Lin Xue gave me a blank look from a distance, and I raised my hand to show the small box of star gold stone in my hand—I have been holding this box to pick up those green light powders next to Jingle from just now Come: "I'm busy, do you know how boring this job is? Why don't you come?"
"I'm not that free," Lin Xue muttered, and finally she didn't forget to roll her eyes here, "I don't have any weird interests like you."
I laughed dryly, and continued to hold a small metal box to collect light powder on the path that Ding Dong flew by. Ever since I told everyone that the powder that Ding Dong spilled on his body was used in the resurrection process, Lin Xue insisted that her boyfriend had a baby. Unusual and strange hobbies—I guess the young lady doesn't plan to change this view in a short time.
The little thing knows that she can help, and now she seems very motivated: full of energy means that she flew in front of my eyes for nearly half an hour before she stopped dizzily. I put the tired little one in the palm of my hand, I flicked her wings lightly, but no light powder fell: that kind of powder seemed to be produced only when Ding Dong was flying, and it seemed that it did fall from the wings on the surface, but when she stopped Afterwards, I discovered that there was nothing on the little thing's wings at all.
"Ding Dong, by the way, what are these things that fell off your body?" I pinched the little one's wings and twisted them gently, but found nothing. Ding Dong turned around and hugged my thumb, shaking it twice like holding a doll: "No I know! Anyway, when the goddess of life is flying, this kind of thing will appear around her, probably because the power spreads out and materializes or something—Ah Jun, do you want more?"
I looked at the small box in my hand with a little embarrassment: there was only a very thin layer of light powder inside, which probably wasn't enough for Ding Dong to make tea for himself. And this thing is currently the only substance that can reactivate the ancestor's body.
Tavel sent a message just now. She has tried various substances on the remains of other ancestors, including the branches of the tree of life, the holy objects of the church, and the holy water of the church. The vitality of these things is not enough to activate the remains. Only this fluorescent powder is effective. Obviously , to revive an ancestor, the highest level of life substance must be used: the goddess herself.
Since I am definitely not willing to refine Dingdang medicine, I can only continue to use the dregs from her body...
Of course, it is also possible to consider letting Ding Dong release the resurrection technique, but there is a problem: Ding Dong does not use tangible life energy when releasing the resurrection technique, but a kind of divine magic, which is combined with many spiritual powers created by Tavel Devices have conflicts, just like you can’t use two anti-virus software to scan your computer at the same time, and Ding Dong’s magic can’t take effect at the same time as the soul device of the empire, so it’s still back to the original point: we must Find a way to get more life dust. This thing is a pure condensation of life force, so it will not conflict with any technology.
"But Dingdang is dizzy." Xiao Dingxi also saw that there was not much powder in the box, and she looked a little sorry, she shook her wings, "I usually feel that there are a lot of these things falling, why are there only so few now? "
I guess with some malice that these dropped ones are probably Ding Dong’s morals. There used to be a lot of them, but now the output can’t keep up...
"Eat!" At this time, my sister began to call the whole family to accept the food. I didn't care about these strange questions, put the jingle and the small box into my pockets and rushed to the dinner table.
"In order to celebrate the success of Xiling Apostle's ancestral search, I suggest that we drink two glasses—" Bingtis is a guy who can stir up the atmosphere when encountering anything. He took out several pale golden streamlined containers, "I stole this from my dad's wine cellar, this one from the Pantheon's wine cellar, and this one from the dragon god's wine cellar next door." Stolen from the cellar..."
I was about to help pour the wine, when I was sweating profusely: "I said you stole it, why can't you take something seriously?"
"It's a serious one." Bingtis took it for granted, and took out the last bottle of divine wine from the portable space, "This is what I got from fighting with Dragon God Heikebol..."
Me: "..." For this female hooligan, the thing she snatched is probably considered serious.
Qianqian let that slime run to the kitchen and bring back a lot of cups—the latter is used to carrying small objects in his body, and when he brought them back, the cups were almost pure objects that had been sterilized by arcane sparks— An Weena quickly poured the fermented wine from the God Realm for everyone except her elder sister. Ilsen carefully sat on the edge of the chair with half of his body sideways (does the reason need to be explained?), feeling a little emotional: "Speaking of which, I haven't had a drink here for a long time..."
That is, it is a characteristic of the first family to seldom drink alcohol when eating on weekdays. One of the reasons is that there are too many female creatures in our family, and few of them like to drink. It is said that Bingtis is a wine tank, but she likes everyone to drink together. Atmosphere, of course, there is no interest in drinking alone when we are together. The second reason is that there is an elder sister in the family. What happened when I was young is unbearable to recall. Anyway, in the end, Sandora almost plucked the feathers off one of Bingtis' wings, and then the female hooligan didn't dare to casually mention drinking at home.
Of course today's situation is special, all the bans are lifted, except that you still can't let my sister drink the cup...
"This is a bit spicy!" The little puppet was also holding a special small cup the size of a bottle cap. She tasted the warm milk inside, which was as moist as water jade, and frowned and muttered, "Why do you want to drink this?"
"So children don't drink alcohol." I glanced at the little girl doll, and saw that she was mixing yogurt into a small cup: probably for her, yogurt is omnipotent, I turned my face away and couldn't bear to witness: this Bad luck for the girl, the dish she made must be a British-level dark dish, because I watched the yogurt solidify with the naked eye after being in contact with the strange wine like God Realm...
These wines brought by Bingtis should be regarded as treasures in the God Realm, and they are unimaginably rare things for people outside the Star Domain God Race, but for me who don't like drinking very much, this thing is also It's just a drink that tastes good, and because of the difference in strength level, I can't even realize the effect of this thing that is said to be "life and death, human flesh and white bones can increase the skill for a thousand years, and the skill can soar in the daytime". I shook my head, thinking that being a void creature is really sad: In this life, I probably can’t experience the refreshing feeling of swallowing a treasure of heaven and earth to greatly increase my skill. Who makes myself the number one treasure of heaven and earth in the world? . On the contrary, the fox sitting across the table seemed to be drunk. She was holding one of her tails and dangling, humming and singing a folk song that was thousands of years ago. Seeing what the world looks like with their heads, Lin Xue and Xiaoxue got together to discuss whether using tarot cards and crystal balls for fortune-telling would work or not—these girls are both drunk, so they are sisters now.
The little puppet's dark drink was finally finished. The yogurt and the spirit world's fermented wine reacted with something, and now those things have turned into a semi-solid substance like a tofu brain. The little puppet girl frowned and drank some. Chewed hard twice, then poked the little crow sitting on the other side: "This is not tasty, it's spicy and sour, and it's like mud."
"It's not good to drink." The little crow felt the same way. She also held a small cup with a handful of peanuts and beans soaked in it: they were all things that a silly bird thought was delicious.
"Why would anyone like this?"
"Probably because the tongue mutated when I grew up! I often mutate!"
——The two young girls, who are not very smart, were discussing so enthusiastically.
To be honest, at first I tried to stop these little girls from drinking (maybe the little crow seems to belong to a girl, but she is undoubtedly from a child in my heart) from drinking, but when I realized it, An Weina I have already filled it up for everyone with great interest. Now, it seems that except for Pandora who is expressionless and Lilina who is in a special situation, the younger ones are not very interested in this drink. It seems that my tutor At least it's maintained to some extent...
I sighed softly, picked up the glass and planned to drink the rest of the wine in one gulp, but it turned out that the liquid in the glass seemed to be a little sweeter, and then a small thing slipped out of the glass, and pia squeaked Stick it on your face.
Ding Dang was confused, holding my nose full of alcohol, and finally couldn't catch it, and obediently fell into the bowl on the table...
This little thing must have crawled onto the rim of my glass to steal a drink just now, and fell in directly after getting drunk, and I didn't even notice! By the way, it seems that this is not the first time she has done this, right? In my impression, this little guy has such a strange setting that "as long as you drink something, you will definitely fall into it"...
After a while, Ding Dong finally woke up with her protoss physique. She found herself lying in a bowl with a pile of rice in front of her. I was holding up my chopsticks, so the little thing looked up naively: "Ah Jun, are you cooking with Ding Ding?"
This little guy is too cute—so I gently poked Ding Dang's face with my chopsticks, and pointed at him very seriously: "Don't move, you are a dish."
The little one jumped onto the table with her chopsticks in her arms. She wasn't stupid enough to think that she would really be eaten. The little guy's face was still flushed with drunkenness. She spun around a nearby plate twice in a daze , suddenly clapped his hands: "Yes!"
"What's the matter?" I squinted at Lin Xue and Xiao Xue, who were already sisters on the opposite side of the table and decided who had bigger breasts with fists.
"I know how to get enough supernatural dust!" Dingdang was jumping happily on the spot. It turned out that the little thing had been thinking about this matter: it's impressive to say that Dingdang is so concerned about a serious matter. I thought she was gone now. The degenerated ones only know how to be cute while eating and sleeping.
"Ding Dong, call all the sisters over!"
My heart is touched by the seriousness of the little one, who has happily made a decision, "Anyway, they have always been very interested in Jingle's new home..." RS