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Chapter 1437 A somewhat embarrassing exchange of letters

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    As soon as I got home, I started writing to Father God - of course, I knew that there was a more convenient way of communication between the God Realm and the Shadow City. I used Dingdang's Temple (that is, the God Realm's Embassy in the Empire) as a relay and dialed the internal line.  Transfer to the manual station 100100, answer the voice prompt of channel A, and then dial the number 2 key to directly contact God the Father: if he happens to be at home.  But if it¡¯s a non-emergency situation, we actually prefer to write each other a note.  This was Father God's habit at first. He often asked Bingtis to bring me one or two small notes torn from Cyndia or Jiadi's homework books to convey greetings, and then I was given  Infected¡­¡­

    Since I have to leave in a few days anyway, I might as well write a letter.

    Little Bubble is writing homework on the coffee table next to her: she is also a student studying at the Imperial Military Academy. Although she is wandering around in different grades and classes, she still learned some things, such as writing when she comes home from school.  Homework, and more than 20,000 words "morning" were carved on the outer wall of the preschool teaching building - okay, the little girl obviously misunderstood something during class, but at least she remembered the "doing homework" correctly.  The scene of my precious daughter lying on the coffee table and working out made me happy. This was probably the most fulfilling moment for me as a father.  Little Bubble was holding the pen in a non-standard posture, and was writing and drawing in her mouth. I couldn't help but leaned over to see what she was writing, but when I took a look, I almost cried with emotion: Practice  The first half of the page is filled with drawings of little tortoises, and the second half of the page is the design of the fortress firepower platform.

    This is very similar to the homework book I used when I was in elementary school, except that I drew the little tortoise on the first half of the page and the big tortoise on the second half of the page From this point of view, Little Paopao is more diligent than her father.  They are eager to learn, and the children of the imperial family are very capable in their homework.

    Which bastard taught Little Paopao how to draw a tortoise!

    "Guacridine?" Little Bubble noticed that the light above was blocked. She looked up and found that I was looking at her. She immediately became happy and shouted happily, raising her homework book in front of me, "Dad! Look!"

    "Oh," I touched the little girl's head, "How about I tear up a piece of paper and send it to you, Uncle Xingchen?"

    The little girl nodded happily, so I carefully tore off a piece of paper with the little tortoise on it from the front of the homework book (making sure not to tear off the little girl's serious homework - although I doubt whether there is a teacher who can check her drawings.  Drawing), write on the back with a letterhead, and crumple up the draft I wrote on ordinary letter paper and throw it aside: I am better off keeping up with the big brother. Writing letters using my daughter¡¯s homework paper seems to give me a sense of accomplishment.  .

    "My friend Xingchen: I miss you after not seeing you for many days. I hope everything goes well in the past few days and we are separated from each other in the void I can't drag it down anymore, so the following is the text: I will go to your place in a few days, Bingtis  There was an accident when using divine magic, and now I am in a very awkward situation. I don¡¯t know much about divine magic, and I would like to ask you for help. In addition, there are some things about Xiling¡¯s ancestors and the home world that I hope the gods can help investigate. Maybe  We need to use your huge database of information. It is said that the giant database cannot be opened until it is prepared in advance, so I sent you a letter to inform you in advance

    "Attached is a painting of a little girl called Bubble. Although the little girl has subtle cognitive problems in various aspects, so that she, a girl, has learned to draw little tortoises in her homework book, but her drawings are very similar to those of me back then.  The style, so I attached it to have fun with my friends.

    "PS: On the other side, it's the biscuits with legs and heads."

    Finally, I wrote down the date of signing, and looked at my handwriting with satisfaction. Except for the name, it looked normal, and the other parts were basically as if they had been encrypted. As I vomited, I thought that I should really practice my handwriting

    "Bingtis! Help me deliver a message to the God Realm -" I yelled in the direction of the second floor out of habit, and then I realized that the female gangster was stuck with me now, and the words "Sister Bing" also sounded in my mind.  Depressed voice: "I'm yelling at you, I'm here!"

    I am used to it, because Bingtis is usually responsible for running back and forth between the God Realm and the capital of the empire, delivering news and bringing some specialties or personal gifts to the leaders of both sides - for example, he is always  She stole and ate the box of leeks given to Father God on the road.  When did that female gangster become the messenger between the Gods and the Empire? When I thought about it, I realized that I had many things that kept Bingtis running around, not just communicating with the God Realm,  Occasionally, she would be asked to run to the rescue when there was a shortage of manpower. When I had something I couldn't understand, I was lectured to by this female hooligan whose experience could scare people to death more than once. Everyone in the family was used to it when they encountered problems in life.  Discuss with Bingtis: Although her solutions have always been very rough, her preaching has always been very effective.

    Although Bingtis always gives people a sense of idlenessWhat I said at first was correct. Resurrecting the ancestors was a very reckless move. For an extinct ethnic group, resurrecting a few people among them could easily become a kind of torture for them.  Although the apostles are the heirs of the Xiling civilization, but now you see, apart from the presentation relationship, do the apostles and the Xiling people have the element of "compatriots"?  "

    Sandora turned off a lot of projections in the room, and the surroundings suddenly became refreshed. She sat back at her desk and sighed softly: "Ajun, actually I know everything, and I have also imagined what would happen if I was  What would it be like to be frozen for a trillion years, and then be awakened by a group of strange beings in a completely unfamiliar environment, and then end my life It's just that I don't think as much as you think, and I can't really empathize with that fate  Sorry, I didn¡¯t think carefully.¡±

    I was surprised because I originally thought it would take a lot of effort to change her mind: Her Majesty the Queen's decision-making has always been as indestructible as steel, but I didn't expect her to nod so easily. You said I had prepared it for two hours before.  What to do with the manuscript

    "Well," I scratched my hair, "Now I have asked my ancestors to sort out the voyage logs from that year. In addition, I plan to relax the travel restrictions on them. If they are accompanied by royal guards, they should be willing to wander around the Shadow City.  There¡¯s nothing wrong with it, what do you think?¡±

    "Listen to you," Sandora breathed out loudly and waved her hands vigorously, "I won't care too much about this matter anymore. You are right. I always measure my ancestors by apostles or even higher standards.  , but it¡¯s torture for them.¡±

    "You're not going to give up on yourself after being hit." I couldn't help but step forward and pinch Sandora's face.

    "Chai Wuyu (no)!" Sandora forcefully opened my paw, "It's just that what you said is right, so I have to listen. Isn't that what being a partner means? Supporting each other, correcting each other, you are me  The other half, I am yourum"

    Speaking of this, Sandora paused: "Well, I am one-third of your other half"

    Me: "You don't have to calculate carefully at this time!"

    "Damn, it's so stressful to be stuck here," Bingtis's voice suddenly cut in, "You two, pay attention, there's a passive light bulb here."

    I almost forgot that this female gangster is still here!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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