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In the morning, I greeted Father and Mother Bing under great psychological pressure, and then had breakfast together. The expressions on the faces of the two parents during the whole process I won't describe it, you can imagine it for yourself, anyway, they looked quite panicked, Ku Uncle Vine was so handsome that he could almost become the world's richest man by swiping his credit card with his face. However, before he finished his breakfast, he suddenly smiled with three wrinkles on his cheeks. Aunt Aishali also looked inexplicably excited. She kept bringing me food and rice, and I was quite grateful for her enthusiasm - before my sight was completely blocked by the food in front of me.
"Look how worried your parents are," I said to Bingtis deep in my soul, "but this reaction seems to be a bit exaggerated."
"They do it in bursts, it's okay," Bingtis replied sleepily, "Actually, they are exaggerating on purpose, trying to give me a sense of urgency, and by the way, they can also put some pressure on you. They have used this trick hundreds of times. It¡¯s all over, it¡¯s okay if you just ignore them.¡±
I chuckled, not knowing whether I should lament Bing's father and Bing's mother's deliberately exaggerated "cute" style, Bingtis's understanding of his parents, or Bingtis' unsophisticated character. . After thinking about it, I decided it was better not to sigh: this family of three has been doing this for hundreds of millions of years, and I may not be able to finish sighing until the next millennium. It was business for me to continue feeding the dead fish-eyed Sister Bing next to me. By the way, I am quite proficient in this task now. Not only do I know the taste of Bingtis, but I can even tell whether she is full just by intuition and feeding memory: this all depends on the fact that Bingtis¡¯s soul is always in my mind. Stop blindly.
I took care of the dumb Sister Bing like a child, taught her to open her mouth, reminded her to chew slowly, fed her water, and even occasionally patted her on the back when she choked (although this is not the case for the gods). (what kind of impact), because her body is not coordinated, she will make mistakes in simple movements, and I have to help her wipe the food residue from the corners of her mouth and clothes from time to time. This bunch of actions are very tedious, but they are not annoying. On the one hand, it is really enjoyable to watch such a beautiful girl eating blankly, and on the other handit is a good exercise to take care of the children at home.
This is really a sad story.
I think the current brainless fish-eyed Bingtis is much cuter than the normal version of her, but looking back, it seems that the normal version of Bingtis is also quite distinctive. And in addition to this, there is another point. The lively Sister Bing has not been running around in front of me for too long, and I really miss that figure.
Although this badass female gangster is actually always with him, she is temporarily divided into two parts and stored separately. It will always be strange if not assembled. Can you imagine eating noodles boiled in plain water today and then drinking boiled water to make them tomorrow? What does the seasoning bag feel like? A female hooligan like Bingtis needs a healthy body and a ghostly soul to support her
"We're going to Father God later, right?" Bingtis suddenly spoke, "We should have preliminary results today. Sir Soiret's efficiency has always been insane."
While I was wiping Bingtis's (body) face, picking up the crumbs on her clothes, and arranging her hair in a familiar manner, I nodded: "Well, you have two things to do when you come to the God Realm, and now you have done this. , and the rest is to focus on checking the information. By the way, you didn¡¯t sleep well last night, so you should catch up on your sleep now. I¡¯ll call you if I need anything.¡±
Bingtis groaned. Although her soul form did not require breathing, she still yawned to show that she was ready to sleep. I was thinking about three questions at the same time: does God need to yawn, does the soul need to sleep, and how does Bingtis usually handle his hair when he sleeps? Before I could ask, I heard a vicious threat in my mind. : "If you dare to ask about hair again, try it!"
I twitched at the corner of my mouth dumbfounded, and then I saw Aunt Aishali looking at me with a smile on her face. Well, Bingtis was right. Her parents just exaggerated on purpose to put her under psychological pressure. Now Aisha Isn¡¯t Li¡¯s look in her eyes quite normal? Uncle Kuvain also ended his meal like a steady old gentleman and waited for the shadow servant to clear away the tableware.
"She fell asleep. She didn't get a good rest last night, so I asked her to catch up on her sleep." Although I'm not sure, I guess these two people should be able to feel that Bingtis's soul has just changed from active to quiet, so they have this There was a change in his behavior, so he told them about Bingtis sleeping.
"She is a very troublesome silly girl." Aunt Aishali smiled elegantly. She didn't look like Bingtis's mother at all. Because gods don't age, she looked just like Bingtis's sisters. The same, even to the point where I couldn¡¯t tell whether she was an older sister or a younger sister. When she smiled like this, I could vaguely see the shadow of Bingtis: despite their different personalities,?After being exiled back to the Void Dispersion State, the God Realm will be partially closed, and the Pantheon will take over the management authority, so basically there will be no delays. The only troublesome thing is that after returning, you have to get to know a lot of people again"
I thought for a long time with my mouth open, and suddenly looked at the other person with a strange expression: "By the way, why is our topic so weird?"
"I have talked about weirder topics with Sheila before," Father God shrugged. "We made a bet to see who would 'die' three times first. The first person to reach the number of times would treat the other party to a meal. I have been waiting for this meal for a long time. One hundred and forty billion years. Oh, maybe she will ask you to make this bet sometime, you don¡¯t know how boring she is usually"
Me: "let's talk about searching for information"
Soiret's work efficiency is indeed very high. Although not all the manpower is in place, the ancient spirit queue used to screen materials is already operating normally. We once again came to the virtual storage area of ????the library tower. This screening went very smoothly, at least There was no crash.
After a rough screening, the suspected targets in the home world were reduced by nearly half, excluding those universes that have obviously not been contacted by "observers from the outside world" other than the Protoss. But there are still a huge number of remaining suspected targets, and they are distributed in all known void quadrants: no one knows which quadrant the original home world was, so we can only list the suspected targets in all quadrants.
But I suddenly remembered that when I talked about the Ark of Exile with Ansers, the other party mentioned that the Ark would lose contact quickly after entering the void. At that time, Sandora judged that the reason for this phenomenon was that the home world was located between two places. at the intersection of quadrants.
This was important information, and the number of targets suspected of being in the home world was suddenly reduced to one-fifth.
¡°Then¡there is no shortcut to eliminate more targets.
In the next few days in the God Realm, this kind of mechanical query work was carried out. The navigation log information provided by the ancestors was insufficient, which made the screening work fall into a waste of time and an endless loop in the later stage. There was no way to confirm the huge database of data. With more information provided, I decided it was time to return to Shadow City.
Of course, another important reason why I decided to go back is¡ª¡ª
If I don¡¯t go back, Father and Mother Bing may tie me and Bingtis to the wedding As a good man in the new century who insists on true love, I must run away decisively, comrades! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com