Chapter 1,194 Luxurious Peace

The Gods... Actually, sometimes I really don’t know how to describe these gods from the star world. They are so dumbfounding and difficult to place. Sometimes I think these guys are probably the most admirable group of gods I have ever come into contact with, including myths and legends. They are responsible, powerful and love the world. But more often than not, I think they are from top to bottom. They're all a bunch of bastards.

Ever since I met the five divine gangsters, I have never seen them do anything consistent with their status as gods. Instead, I have seen these guys running around on my territory all day long, causing trouble and causing trouble. Bingtis and Monina go out to buy a bunch of things every now and then. Shopping is a woman's nature, and it seems that the goddess also has this nature. The beautiful clothes they bought are enough to make half the group look charming; Ken Se is a good old man, but he is still a hopeless housewife. I guess this is related to the fact that he has been taking care of a group of problem children tens of thousands of years ago. The habit that Uncle Kense has developed is to visit the supermarket every day and talk to the old man. His wife grabbed discounted eggs and could walk around the vegetable market for two hours. Now he has gained a reputation as the undefeated man with huge advantages in the East Street vegetable market. Middle-aged women within a few kilometers of him regard him as their idol and ask him about the recent news. What makes me even more worried about the price of vegetables is that occasionally I let Uncle Kenser take a few children in the family out, and when he comes back, those naughty kids are armed to the teeth! Because Kenser’s attitude towards naughty children has always been to buy whatever he wants. If he continues to be like this, I guess my own naughty children will be even worse. Lin is the most honest one among the five, but to be honest, The combined total of several people may not cause as much trouble to us as she does. Whenever she goes out, my family and I will secretly follow her and go up to apologize for her at any time: This girl's hands are really too strong, and her brain is too weak. It doesn't work well, and it's basically a careless product, causing damage wherever it goes. There is a small supermarket at the corner of our street. Lin went shopping and pulled down the door of the store because she didn't see the words "Door opens inward" written on it. We lost 800 yuan to Lin at that time. Two days later, this honest guy came to the door to apologize and took down the door again - this time it was written "Door opens outwards", so we paid another 800 yuan. Within three days, we paid another 800 yuan. One thousand and three. Because Lin came to apologize to someone again. This time they replaced the sliding door...

Later, the Dragon God girl was jointly issued a ban by her whole family, and she was strictly prohibited from going shopping alone...

Ilson is the weirdest one among the five. It’s hard for me to determine whether he is sincerely causing trouble or just committing a crime: he has been pretending to be a work of art in front of the Louvre these past two days, painting himself all white. It’s been half a day to get there, and no one has found out yet…

That's how hard he can get.

Because my brother is getting more and more out of the circle and doing bad things. Monina has been sharpening her two shadow bayonets in the yard every night for the past two days. I thought that Ilson might be unlucky, but I couldn't bear to watch the scene of brother and sister fighting each other, so I kept pretending not to see it... …

Cyndia has been living here for three or four days. It seems that the little girl is used to the life here. She seems very happy every day. She has successfully got along with Xiaobubu and Xiaodeng. The future princess alliance is now beginning to take shape. prototype. She runs around with a bunch of little kids at home all day long, so I'm not worried about the child's safety. It's just a little surprising: I didn't expect that Cyndia wouldn't adapt at all after moving from the magnificent Father's Temple to a small bedroom of 20 square meters. You must know that Miss Lin said at the beginning: If she wakes up and sees that the ceiling is far away from her Less than four meters, but looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and crying silently, feeling like she was exiled from the whole world - so it seems that the eldest lady is indeed hypocritical, even the princesses of the gods are thicker than her.

Now Cyndia is going out with her Bingtis sister again. It is said that she went to watch the huskies and Beibei fight on the street. She is a princess of the God Clan, and her daily life is to eat, sleep and watch dogs fight. Moreover, she is a senior leader of the God Clan. Accompanied by cadres, they watched dog fights. I really don’t know what the expressions of those people in the God Realm would be if they found out. He probably has no expression... Was it a huge mistake for Xingchen to entrust his daughter to him? I feel that I am definitely more reliable in raising children, but my growing environment is really not optimistic. If young Washington is going to grow up with a bunch of naughty kids like mine, then he might be able to chop down more than just cherry trees with his axe...

Speaking of Bingtis and Cindia, one has to lament the wonders of the Gods in terms of time and lifespan. In addition to strength, the endless lifespan brings them more pain in the balls - Sister Bing and Cindia are almost the same. Years old, the two of them were childhood playmates, and now Bingtis has become a busty female gangster who can lead a group of boys to smash things all over the world, but Cyndia has just been able to eat at the table because the latter doesn't want to grow up... …The protoss’ arbitrary attitude towards life is really unbearable to look at.

I stretched and looked at the sky outside the window. As summer approaches, the days are getting longer and longer. I still remember that it was almost dark at this o'clock a month ago, but now it is still sunny outside. A fox-eared girl with a lot of tails was lying on the lawn outside. Together with the slightly tilted sunlight on the horizon, it formed a fantasy picture. The warm breeze blew, and the fox girl's ears trembled twice, and then I saw her jumping up with great agility, jumping up... to catch butterflies.

The nine-tailed demon fox, who was almost turning into a husky, pinched his trophy with satisfaction, then used magic to create a small transparent ball, put the butterfly inside, and made something like an ecological ball. She began to toss the ecological ball up and down with her tail, amusing herself. I watched for a long time through the window, and finally came to a conclusion: Qian Qian's plan to train this fox to catch the Frisbee can be relaunched. Visual inspection now shows that the success rate is almost 100%...

"What a carefree guy. I feel a little envious when I see him."

I sighed silently and returned my attention to the work in front of me.

In front of him were reports from various departments, including the research and development progress of the test project, reports on several battles that occurred in the border areas, and reports on daily situations in the macro world. When these things were sent up from various basic departments, they were massive amounts of scattered information. After being processed by senior departments such as the Space and Time Management Bureau, headquarters, and research centers, what was sent to me was already very streamlined, and most of it was important. Reports that are not high enough will be handed over to each lower-level department for processing. What is sent to me is usually something that I must personally deal with. But even so, the mess in front of me still makes me dizzy - every time at this time, I can't help but start to fantasize about the kind of lovemaking again. Living a happy life of traveling around and having sex, when do you think you will be like the emperors and generals in TV novels and live a life where you don’t have to think about anything but having a partner?

"Brother Jun, um... did you listen to me?"

Suddenly a soft and calm voice came from beside me, pulling my thoughts back from another dimension. I turned around hurriedly and saw Alaya tilting his head and staring at me closely, with the wings behind him swinging slightly. This shows that she has been in this position for a long time.

"Oh, oh, I know, it's about the construction progress of Celestial City," I nodded quickly, even though I was distracted for a moment. But luckily it wasn't too serious, and he still remembered what he was currently dealing with, "So, all the basic industries needed to mass-produce angels have been restored, and the kite... Alleria has also successfully repaired one." Set up military production facilities, this is good news..."

"This has been reported, brother Jun, please don't get distracted," Alaya said with a dull expression - words. Even if she wanted to complain, her expression was dull, which really made people nervous. "I'm talking about the reorganization of the legion. Now some caster soldiers have been incorporated into the first and sixth legions. , should the assembly work of other legions also be put on the agenda? In addition, the problem of equipment required by spellcasters has just been solved, but various superior facilities and equipment may not be in place for a while. The arcane stars currently manufactured The ship will definitely not be able to cope with the frontal battlefield. If we have to wait for these things to be formed, I am afraid it will take a long time... Our battles with the enemy are becoming more and more frequent now. According to the original plan, we have to wait for the military structure of the mysterious system to be basically formed before we can They were exposed. Now it seems..."

After hearing this, I already understood what was going on. I waved my hand and said, "To put it simply. The repair work of the upper-level production facilities has encountered a bottleneck and failed to keep up with the expected progress. The fallen apostles' actions have increased in scope and exceeded expectations. Continue Hiding the power of the mysterious system may not achieve the intended effect, and... I'm afraid it's almost impossible to hide it, right?"

Alaya raised her wings slightly: this was probably her shrugging action: "Yes, Brother Jun."

"Well, originally this is something that cannot be hidden forever," I nodded, "but don't worry about this. Go tell Alleria and let her continue her work. I will take care of other things." Discuss with Sandora..."

I was just halfway through what I said when I heard a loud noise coming from the yard. I turned around and saw that it was the God Clan princess and the senior God Clan cadre who had gone out to watch a dog fight. There is the movement of thousands of troops. Cyndia was holding a large bag of colorful snacks in her hands, while Bingtis was carrying a brand new small bag. Seeing this scene, I knew that these two going out would be more than just watching dogs fight... ...They don’t feel bad at all if they dare to spend other people’s money.

"Hey! Chen, I'm back!" Bingtis' figure disappeared from the yard in an instant, and then appeared directly in front of me. She was still yelling carelessly while taking out two fried cakes from her bag and handing them over, " Here it is, I bought it on the way back, you seem to like this, right?"

I watched dumbfounded as Bingtis took out the fried cakes from the bag and exclaimed loudly: "You use LV's bag to hold fried cakes?!"

"Look carefully, it's l√," Bingtis waved her hand nonchalantly, "I am a person who knows how to live a good life."

I:"……"

"Ah, are you at work?" The female hooligan finally noticed the work at hand and immediately showed a surprised look, "This is really a long way from me... Okay, I won't bother you. I’m going to ask Anweina for something to eat…”

When he followed, Bingtis disappeared into the room in a flash, going his own way. But she left Cyndia behind. The little girl stood at the door holding a plastic bag of colorful snacks, blinking her big curious eyes and looking at me, with half a piece of greasy spicy dried tofu in her mouth. , I couldn't help but frown: "Cindia, eating these snacks all the time is not good for your health."

"No," Cynthia said, tearing open another pack of shrimp crackers, "I am God. Gods can't be poisoned."

As soon as she finished speaking, a small white figure suddenly flashed past the side. By the time she reacted, the snack bag in her hand was already more than half empty, and there was only a faint cheer left in the air: "Guacridine——"

Cynthia: "...What? What just happened?"

"Snack thief Little Bubbles," I covered my forehead, feeling that my working hours might be over, "you have to be careful of that elusive girl. She can get anything she likes. It's still too late to chase her now. Maybe she hasn’t torn the packaging yet.”

Cyndia exclaimed, turned around and rushed out. I sighed deeply and Alaya and I were speechless, but a moment later the door was pushed open with a bang. Cyndia ran back in a hurry carrying Little Bubbles. The latter had a completely unopened bag of potato chips in his mouth, chewing them with gusto. Cyndia exposed it to me loudly: "Uncle! She ate it with the packaging!"

"Guacri!" Little Bubble was carried on Cyndia's shoulders, and she didn't feel anything strange at all. She raised the potato chips in her hand that had been bitten off half with the packaging, and waved happily to this side, "Dad! Hug!"

"I knew I couldn't let Sandora take care of the child!"

I hurriedly held Little Bubbles and tried to pull the plastic bag out of her mouth, while Cyndia looked on. Thoughtfully: "Uncle's house... is really lively..."

Has this become the mantra of the God Clan princess here? !

The two naughty kids had completely ruined my working time. I looked at the information at hand and found that half of it had been dealt with, and most of the rest needed to be discussed with Shandora, so I let out a sigh of relief and said, He carried Little Bubble on his shoulders and walked outside, while saying to Cyndia who was following suit beside him: "By the way, Cyndia, let's take you to Celestial City tomorrow to see..."

Just when he was halfway through his words, he heard a loud "bang" from above. I felt a tremor on my shoulders at the same time. Then a large piece of cement fell down along with half of the door beam. I looked up blankly. I found that the wooden beams on the door frame were gone, and there was a head-shaped gap left in the cement wall above. Little Bubbles was holding a head of white dust, and looked forward with wide eyes, as if he was shocked and had not yet reacted. , but soon the little girl knew what to do: she started to cry at the top of her lungs.

Next, I was educated by the whole family for more than ten minutes... Paopao sternly condemned my mindless behavior of carrying the child through the door. Anweina carried the tools to repair the door of the study room, and Paopao was lightly Qianla went to take a shower. Confused, I turned to look at the little doll sitting opposite the sofa, reading comics with gusto: "I usually carry this girl around on my shoulders, but why haven't I hit the door?"

The little doll immediately jumped onto the armrest of the sofa, clamped the armrest with its legs, and leaned back to make a fairly standard iron bridge posture: "I react quickly, and I avoid it like this every time - you idiot, I bumped into it before. Have you forgotten what happened once? You didn't take it seriously after that time, but I paid attention."

At dusk, we saw off Miss Lin who left on time after dinner, and led a group of children to rest on the lawn in the yard. Bingtis started to take the whole family of winged people to dry their wings again... Oh, This hour should not be drying the wings; A bunch of gods and angels are there "one, two, three, four, two, two, three, four, change the direction, do it again", there are no more twos. The nine-tailed fox finally had enough of playing with her ecological ball, and let the butterfly, which was dizzy and almost frightened to death, run away, and crept into the house, probably to sneak something to eat in the kitchen. I sat on a wicker chair with a pot of warm tea at hand like a retired veteran. I spread the Shadow City News Weekly in front of me and read the report that the dwarves and the Vidis Halfling were preparing to join forces to form a Shadow City basketball team. Occasionally, I raise my eyelids to look at the dolls next to me.

A group of kids found something fun again today. After Lilina suggested, they started a soap bubble blowing competition... God knows why they suddenly became interested in this matter. Anyway, they seemed to be quite enjoying themselves, and even Even Pandora, who looked blank and didn't care about anything, was pulled over by her twin sister. I looked down at the armrest of the wicker chair. There was also a little participant here. Dingdang was holding her little cup and blowing bubbles in the same manner. But her method was a bit special. She took a big gulp. , then opened her mouth to blow a small bubble, took another big sip, and blew another bubble... After just six or seven "blows", she really couldn't drink anymore, and started rolling on the armrest with her belly in her arms, and finally snapped It fell to the grass with a thud.

I picked up the little thing, carried it head down, and gave her empty water.

Colorful soap bubbles reflect the orange-red glow and rise slowly into the sky. The bubbles blown by the little crow are probably the most distinctive among all: there is a little crow in each of her soap bubbles. …I don’t know how that girl did it.

I suddenly felt something in my heart, and I felt apologetic. These children (at least most of them) who were born in the war and have been accompanied by war all their lives, can finally have a moment of peace and enjoy the few times a year with their families. For them, the time spent playing together, having their family members by their side after returning from the battlefield, even blowing soap bubbles for half an hour is probably a luxury memory. I no longer dare to count how many days a year I spend on the front lines and in other worlds where problems occur. I only know that when I "come home from work", Little Bubbles and Little Dolls treat me like a holiday. Days, the time that ordinary people enjoy every day, children like me have to enjoy it as an anniversary...

However, this kind of life has to continue, just as a person must pay a price for everything he enjoys - I lowered my head and looked at the brief message from the other side of the void.

"The race you mentioned - Sheila - was not found."