Even though it was the first time He Fang met Yuan Zhiran, as soon as he saw him he could be very sure that he was the excellent person described in the information.
The boy has a slender figure, handsome face, big eyes and red lips. He looks like a carefully crafted toy, especially his beautiful eyes, which remind people of dark jade illuminated by the sun, bright and unique.
The boy had just graduated from college, and because he started school very early, he was younger than other students. He still had the childishness of a college student. His voice was very clear and even sounded a bit androgynous. He was slightly taller than He Fang, but not feminine, and he displayed the beauty of a man to the fullest and exquisitely.
Yuan Zhiran jumped out of the cockpit and stood in front of He Fang. He stood straight and saluted: "My Lord, I am the new Minister of the Armed Forces, Yuan Zhiran."
He Fang blinked: "Hello."
Yuan Zhiran was standing in front of He Fang, the boy's delicate eyes and eyebrows were staring at He Fang. He Fang was not used to being stared at like this. If he was not an N-PC but an ordinary person, He Fang would probably have escaped by now.
He Fang felt a little uncomfortable, but a strange scene suddenly appeared in front of him.
Yuan Zhiran's cheeks began to turn red, and the red color on his slightly fair face was very dazzling, especially when Yuan Zhiran noticed He Fang looking at him, he couldn't help but blushing. He was even more embarrassed and shy than the socially anxious He Fang, and his eyes kept glancing in other directions.
He Fang was shocked.
If you feel uncomfortable when you are with someone, and the other person appears to be more uncomfortable than you, it will make that person feel less embarrassed.
The two of them stood face to face, and for a moment they didn't dare to look at each other, and the scene was very awkward for a while.
He Fang scratched his cheeks a little embarrassedly. There were countless labels, but none of them said "easily shy"? His face was red as if he had done something that made him embarrassed.
"Why did you say no just now?" This was the first time that He Fang took the initiative to bring up a topic.
Thinking of the original purpose of standing in front of He Fang, Yuan Zhiran immediately cleared his throat.
"My Lord City Lord, regarding your suggestion to conduct your first manned flight experiment, I think it is not appropriate." Although Yuan Zhiran's face was still flushed, he did not pause while speaking and was very fluent.
Although the boy looked pretty to the point of being frivolous, his tone and behavior seemed extremely serious. He Fang noticed that Yuan Zhiran was wearing a uniform that was not a military uniform, and guessed, "Could you be the pilot for this manned flight test?"
"Yes, Lord Mayor." Yuan Zhiran nodded and said, "I specially participated in the flight simulation test, hoping to understand the development and composition of the aircraft. If the aircraft can be used to create greater value in the hands of the institute, I think we can train the air force while training the army."
He Fang looked at Yuan Zhiran with a strange look in his eyes: "Have you already considered the Air Force?"
"The outside world is unknown. We must consider all possibilities. If the opponent is very good at air attacks, we will be too passive with only the army." Yuan Zhiran saw that He Fang was listening to him carefully and slightly covered his cheek with his hands. He looked very shy, but still communicated with He Fang seriously. "So this is also a necessary opportunity for us. If you let the city lord come to conduct experiments, you may not be able to accurately control the level that a soldier can achieve since you are not a soldier."
He Fang's eyes gradually widened. This was Yuan Zhiran. Was the implied meaning of the sentence just now that he was looking down on him?
"Lord City Lord." Zhu Yan's voice came from beside him, "As the backbone of the city, your safety is of vital importance to us. Any research may have unexpected events. Even if it is perfect, there will be unexpected accidents. Many things are inevitable, and we need you as the supreme leader to be able to stabilize the situation at any time when any accident occurs and become our tranquilizer."
"Lord City Lord." Yuan Zhiran's beautiful eyes, like dark jade, reflected He Fang's shadow. "Please don't treat this as a joke. Your stubbornness will make it more difficult for us to fulfill your request."
He Fang choked up. The young man and the researchers in front of him were in unison, apparently agreeing to refuse him from participating in the experiment.
Unlike other people who would beat around the bush in their responses, the handsome boy did not show him any courtesy at all. Even though his face was red and his eyes were wandering, he could not deny that what he said was not very pleasant to the ear. It was like sticking the label of "willful" directly on someone's forehead.
"Yuan Zhiran, watch your tone and attitude." Zhu Yan's face turned cold and he warned Yuan Zhiran.
"I'm sorry, Researcher Zhuyan, we can't let the City Lord put himself in danger. Protecting the City Lord's safety should be the top priority. Rejecting the City Lord's willfulness is also what a leader should do." Yuan Zhiran was not afraid of Zhuyan's dark face at all, but he obviously didn't react shyly when talking to Zhuyan.
He Fang was stunned. No, he was wrong. In fact, this young man was very energetic!
How else could he so easily refute the opinions of those who are his elders and predecessors? It was just like a fresh graduate joining a mature company.
He Fangye was in a dilemma. This matter was also difficult to handle. How was he going to explain to N-PC that he would not die?
How could he tell these N-PCs that he had extensive experience and a very good level of operation in other games, whether it was racing or flying, and that he had obtained very good scores in various real-life driving simulations, and that his racing records had not yet been broken?
He Fang never thought that he would be looked down upon by the N-PC he chose? !
"Even so, you should be careful about your tone and attitude when speaking to the city lord." Zhu Yan's pure white gown was fluttered by his suddenly falling arm, obviously because Yuan Zhiran was angry.
A hint of reluctance appeared on the young boy's pretty face, but he continued to say stubbornly: "If my attitude makes the city lord feel bad, I will apologize to you very sincerely, but I don't think my denial is wrong."
"Do you have any reason to drive yourself?" Just when the atmosphere was tense, Min Zhizhou's gentle voice broke the atmosphere. He did not interrupt the topic of the two people who were arguing, but asked He Fang directly.
As expected, Min Zhizhou's question attracted the attention of both of them, and they all looked in that direction.
He Fang thought about it and felt that he should be a city lord who could convince others with reason. He explained, "In the future, I will definitely have to go outside the Nightmare Forest in person. I need to determine the location of the new city and plan the blueprint of the new city. I need to see the terrain with my own eyes so that I can make more accurate considerations. It would be better for me to drive myself rather than always having someone else drive."
Min Zhizhou nodded: "Indeed, if something dangerous really happens, we can still protect ourselves even if other people are no longer around."
"It is our duty as soldiers to prevent this from happening," Yuan Zhiran retorted.
Min Zhizhou's attitude was very gentle: "Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be prepared for the worst."
Yuan Zhiran pursed her lips but did not continue to refute.
He Fang discovered that Min Zhizhou actually had a good emotional intelligence, because his interruption allowed the other two people to listen to his suggestions seriously.
"I'm actually quite confident in my driving skills." Especially when it comes to simulated driving, He Fang said it without batting an eyelid, but in reality he hasn't even taken a driver's license test yet, and has never tried anything that really requires hands-on experience.
But who said this is a game?
At least in the game, He Fang has never been scared.
Min Zhizhou was a little surprised: "You can fly a plane?"
"Not really, but I think I can get the hang of it quickly." He Fang had run through the map countless times in a flight simulator and had encountered extreme weather and abnormal situations, which he was able to handle effectively.
"But you don't necessarily have to conduct the first manned experiment, right?" Min Zhizhou's words brought He Fang, who was still a little complacent, back to square one. "Let others do it, and it won't be too late for you to learn after it's completely completed."
"Why don't we give it a try?" He Fang thought that his gaming skills were no worse than others, and looked at Zhu Yan. "Using the simulator, I can surpass your existing experimental data. If I can speak with my strength, you won't have any reason to object, right?"
"This won't achieve any purpose for us." Zhu Yan frowned slightly, but suddenly met He Fang's eyes.
The son of the director of the institute, the most capable and promising researcher in the institute, was simply unable to resist the request from their beloved city lord. With just one look, Zhu Yan was unable to say no.
Although Yuan Zhiran wanted to refute, he kept his mouth shut. He knew that it was better to open up than to block. Instead of letting He Fang continue to be stubborn and hold a grudge, it would be better to let reality tell He Fang, let him understand the limits of his ability, and just give up this idea - it would be better.
Yuan Zhiran knew clearly that He Fang's body was fragile and their Creator needed to be protected.
He needs to have his own unique style of doing things to maintain his importance in the eyes of the Creator. Compared with the whole city's favor towards the Creator, he should be rational and firm, even though he really doesn't want to see the Creator look unhappy because of his words.
Because of someone's interference, the manned flight test was terminated.
Especially when he found out that the original driver was actually Yuan Zhiran, He Fang was extremely glad that he stopped it.
It's not that he doesn't trust the safety measures of the institute, but as an N-PC with no flying experience, He Fang's worries are complicated.
He Fang needed some time to adapt to the simulator. However, before evacuating, He Fang heard Zhu Yan talking to a strange researcher next to him: "It's better to delay for a while. The research funds are insufficient during this period. Many resources are still excavated from the ruins. Maybe if we wait a little longer, there will be new funding from the government."
"..." He Fang heard about his biggest headache and felt a little embarrassed standing aside, "Sorry, I don't have much money recently."
He Fang's small treasury has been almost exhausted due to the construction of roads and two facilities. Hearing Zhu Yan's words, his face turned bitter. His current source of income can only wait for the daily residents' taxes. He is really penniless and can't even make ends meet.
Zhu Yan was stunned, turned around to look at He Fang, and talked to him with a smile, as if to comfort him. Zhu Yan even wanted to reach out and rub the top of He Fang's head, who was depressed because he had no money. But in the end, he only dared to turn his hand around and pat He Fang's shoulder very stiffly to show his comfort.
"Lord City Lord, will you come back to the research institute with me?" Zhu Yan asked. The plane that was preparing for the test flight had been piloted back to its original position. The researchers in the weapons research institute naturally returned to the weapons research institute, while Zhu Yan belonged to the main research institute.
He Fang thought about it and decided to refuse: "I won't go there yet."
Zhu Yan's eyes flashed with disappointment, and he asked again tentatively: "Don't we need to conduct a flight simulation experiment?"
"Well..." He Fang's expression was a little subtle, "It doesn't matter if it's a little later."
Zhu Yan noticed something was wrong and asked, "How can I help you?"
"No." He Fang refused subconsciously, but felt that N-PC who kept rejecting him was too pitiful, so he explained, "I plan to do some research and then find Lu Hu. Didn't you say that you are short of funds now?"
Zhu Yan nodded: "Yes."
"As the lord of a city, I need to ensure that your research is done without any worries." He Fang thought carefully about his role as the lord of a city. Isn't it all about these trivial matters? "Just focus on your research, and I'll take care of the rest."
Seeing He Fang's headache and distressed expression, Zhu Yan's cold face gradually softened: "Thank you for your help, Lord City Lord."
Zhu Yan's gentle gaze, which was different from usual, and the two of them were getting along intimately despite being not close to each other, were all seen by Yuan Zhiran who was secretly watching from the side. Zhu Yan and He Fang's interaction seemed like that of old friends who were already very familiar with each other, and he...
Yuan Zhiran thought about what he had just done. He was just like a large dog that had done something wrong. He hung his head and looked so miserable that even his ears drooped. He looked so pitiful.
"What's wrong?" Min Zhizhou noticed Yuan Zhiran's depressed look and approached him quietly.
"Mr. Min." Yuan Zhiran's hands unconsciously tightened and loosened, and the knuckles of his fingers turned white from being pinched. "Will my toughness just now make the city lord unhappy?"
Min Zhizhou thought about it and roughly understood that the meaning was not to allow He Fang to conduct experiments.
"You have your considerations. In my opinion, the city lord is not unhappy." Min Zhizhou spoke truthfully.
Yuan Zhiran felt a little lost, his delicate and soft hair fell down and half covered his extremely beautiful eyes. When he heard the voice of the Creator, the moment he came out of the cockpit, he clearly saw the Creator who always appeared in his dreams.
Even though it is a medium-sized city, it is not easy to always run into the Creator. Yuan Zhiran had only seen him a few times from a distance and never thought that he could be so close to the Creator.
"The Lord City Lord looks... soft and beautiful." Yuan Zhiran covered his cheeks, feeling ashamed when he thought of his poor performance in front of the Creator. "Standing in front of the Creator, I even forgot what I should do and say. This is the first time I have been so close to the Creator since that time."
Yuan Zhiran's voice was too soft for Min Zhizhou to hear the last sentence, so he continued, "In fact, in my opinion, if we have to talk about appearance, you are much better looking than the city lord."
"That's because you don't know how to appreciate it!" Yuan Zhiran didn't think there was anything praiseworthy about their perfect appearance that was deliberately generated using an absolutely standard template after slight changes. At first glance, it was simply a standard data face, completely different from the Creator.
"I think you have filtered the city lord too much." Min Zhizhou told the truth without hesitation.
"That's because you don't understand." Min Zhizhou was from outside the city, so he naturally didn't know what He Fang meant to them. He didn't intend to explain more, but just kept looking at the frowning He Fang: "What should I do to help the Creator?"
Min Zhizhou could not answer Yuan Zhiran's confusion. He was not He Fang and could not give Yuan Zhiran any answer on behalf of He Fang.
Yuan Zhiran was reflecting deeply on himself, wondering why he couldn't be more tactful in his advice, but instead refuted him in such a stiff tone that made the Creator unhappy.
Yuan Zhiran fell into deep self-doubt.
"Yuan Zhiran?" Suddenly, the voice of the Creator appeared in his ears. Yuan Zhiran was stunned for a moment, wondering if he was hallucinating. However, the Creator called his name again in his favorite voice. Yuan Zhiran raised his head belatedly, and looked up from the slender legs of the Creator. He saw his face that had been engraved in his memory. "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Yuan Zhiran felt that his cheeks were quickly covered with blush like a red kettle. When he saw the Creator, he couldn't help but blush shyly. It was simply a reflexive physiological reaction, as if he wanted to express all the emotions that he didn't dare to show when he was a child.
He was half squatting because of sadness, and at this moment he looked up at the Creator, as if he had returned to the time when they met the Creator before.
He Fang seemed to be a little hesitant and looked away. Yuan Zhiran's heart skipped a beat. Was this a sign that she disliked him?
At this moment Yuan Zhiran was filled with panic, and he stood up eagerly, wanting to explain something. However, for some reason he suddenly realized that the Creator was actually a little shorter than him, and looked... somewhat fragile and weak.
He Fang glanced at Yuan Zhiran for several times, then hesitantly said, "Well... it must have been hard for you to start from scratch as the Minister of the Armed Forces."
Yuan Zhiran was stunned.
"I heard that you also made the two brothers Chongxiao and Chongying become your subordinates. That's very powerful." He Fang said.
Yuan Zhiran pursed his lips. He actually did not do anything. He just told the two brothers that it was the Creator who recommended their information to him, and the two brothers agreed to his request.
"Regarding the conscription, you must have given it a lot of thought. I noticed that there was no age limit for the number of conscriptions at first, and I thought you forgot about it, but later I found out that you were screening by age based on the total amount of data. You processed tens of thousands of pieces of data by yourself, which was not easy."
"This is my responsibility." Yuan Zhiran spoke softly, a little embarrassed. The voice of the Creator kept reaching his ears in front of him. Yuan Zhiran recalled how he had sorted out all the information, carefully counting them one by one, and had almost stayed up all night until he was dizzy. The Creator knew it all.
"You have done a great job. I was right to choose you. I am looking forward to how you will build the armed forces next."
The words of encouragement, the voice deep in his memory, Yuan Zhiran tried hard to cover his cheeks, not to show an overly excited expression. He... he really became too excited and happy because of the Creator's words.
"It may be difficult. If you are undecided, you must ask me. Don't be shy. I won't eat you." He Fang said and turned around. "Come on."
Yuan Zhiran covered his cheeks and could clearly feel the temperature of his cheeks and hands rising continuously, as if they were burning each other. All his depressed mood disappeared because of the Creator's two words.
The Creator saw everything he did and gave affirmation. He was not working in vain, but was truly affirmed by the Creator and helped the Creator!
The Creator did not ignore him!
"Are you happy now?" asked Min Zhizhou, who had been standing by and had not left.
Yuan Zhiran, who was already a little shy when it came to the Creator, just remembered that Min Zhizhou had been beside her all along and had not left. She felt extremely embarrassed and said, "I really don't know what the Creator is thinking. I can't guide the Creator like other people. But even so, I really want to talk to the Creator. I'm really happy to be able to talk to him."
"Yeah." Min Zhizhou's expression was extremely complicated. He really didn't know what words to use to describe the blind worship of He Fang by the people in the city. How could he understand how they were so grateful just for a few words? He slowly looked away, "As long as you are happy."
After He Fang finished his words of encouragement, he ran away as if his butt was on fire. God knows how bad he was at saying such polite words.
He affirmed Yuan Zhiran's efforts and decided to give him some praise.
If we must talk about rewards, verbal praise certainly does not count, but he really has no money now, the treasury is empty, and there is no way to give material rewards. He Fang only hopes that when the time comes, the original person will realize that he was only giving the other party a verbal reward without any substantial reward and will not be angry.
Yuan Zhiran was actually very serious about his work, which was very consistent with his personality. After reading more than 10,000 documents in a few days, He Fang realized that he was not up to the task.
He Fang felt extremely depressed when he thought about having no money.
He Fang is really desperate. He is considering whether to use city loans. Although he can successfully borrow funds that can be used, the interest rate of city loans is very high. If it is not necessary, he should use loans as little as possible. Once a loan relationship is generated, the economy of the entire city will experience a low period. It is a worse option than waiting for some time to collect taxes to fill the treasury.
His cautious development has gradually made the city's economy prosperous, but the doomsday setting after "Restart of the Ruins" was launched online has forced him to allocate a large amount of funds for research. In the future, it will have to expand, and the city's capital chain has already begun to face a crisis because the initial investment is too much.
The government had to seek another solution - increasing taxes.
He Fang's city taxes have always been low, mainly for the development of residents. Even with inflation now, he has not changed the tax standards.
So this time He Fang planned to patrol the streets, mainly to see whether all the people have been lifted out of poverty. After investigation, he would find Lu Hu to discuss raising taxes. For poor households, additional minimum living allowances should be provided to avoid putting too much pressure on them due to higher taxes.
This will reduce the happiness of the residents. As long as he raises enough money to pay for the use of the research institute, he will definitely adjust it back!
Obviously, making money is urgent. Once the army is established, the soldiers' salaries will be paid from the national treasury. If the soldiers cannot be paid for a long time, the army will probably become a mess and people will die for money and birds will die for food, and no one can be blamed.
Most of the financial statistics were handed over to the Ministry of Finance, while He Fang investigated the situation everywhere in preparation for raising taxes.
Before the online launch of "Xu Wu Chongqi", those who made strategies suggested that taxes should be adjusted whenever they wanted, and a short-term profit could be made before adjusting it back. However, no one was willing to do that. If the happiness of residents dropped, the gains would not be worth the losses. Higher happiness of residents would also increase fiscal revenue. After all, when people are happier, they will spend more, and they will not be so tight on money by pinching and pinching.
And... after seeing the real N-PC, He Fang was even more reluctant to let it go.
He Fang leaned against the landmark and took a deep breath. This infrastructure game was draining his brain cells.
Looking up, He Fang planned to do some daily tasks to change his mood. However, in addition to the daily tasks today, He Fang suddenly saw a special task.
He Fang has not come into contact with a landmark since the last time he used it to test the Rainbow Troopers' combat power, so he did not expect that there would be such a mission.
After clicking on the task, He Fang was stunned.
Special Mission: After the beloved city lord issued an order to attack the city defense, in order not to damage the city defense, the iconic buildings were damaged. Please ask the beloved city lord to treat the wounds of the iconic buildings.
Landmark... injured?
The mission was to repair the wounds on the landmark. Any slight flaw on the white statue would be obvious under the sunlight, but He Fang walked around the sculpture twice and didn't find any so-called injuries.
He still remembers that when Landmark was fighting with the Rainbow Rangers, Landmark didn't show any sign of panic at all. Only his symbiote roared during the whole process, and the Rainbow Rangers didn't hurt Landmark at all from beginning to end.
Could it be that he was actually injured? But the landmark was too proud to let others know that he was injured?
He Fang, who had originally been thinking about going to the hospital to ask if the sculpture could be examined, gave up the idea. If the landmark was very concerned about his reputation, he would probably be very angry if he lost his face this time.
How can I know where he was injured? He Fang reopened the mission page and clicked on the mission. Suddenly, a window popped up. The window was a panoramic model of the entire iconic building, and there was a red highlight on it.
Is it the arm?
The landmark was very large, with the hand raised high. The reason why He Fang couldn't see the injury was because the injury happened to be on the upper arm, and he definitely couldn't see it if he looked up from the bottom.
Do you still have to climb up here?
He Fang was helpless. He had made Landmark fight the Rainbow Team with such great effort, but in the end he was injured and lost money. The only thing he got was information, which he couldn't use in a short time. For a moment he didn't know whether he had gained or lost.
He Fang raised his head high, with a very subtle expression. How was he going to heal a landmark?
He Fang finally went to the hospital. Can face be more important than treatment?
Hang up.
Went to the specialist clinic.
The old expert asked in a very friendly manner: "My Lord, are you feeling unwell?"
"I feel quite comfortable." He Fang replied.
"Is there something you want to talk to me about?" The old expert showed no displeasure at all.
He Fang scratched his hair, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Well, I came here to ask, the iconic building of the man and the beast in the center of our city is injured. How should I treat him?" In Hefang's concept, although it is a landmark, he can obviously understand instructions and should just look like a living creature that looks like a sculpture.
The old expert's smile remained unchanged, but the pen in his hand paused briefly. Then he showed a very kind smile, tore off a piece of paper at random, and then drew a simple map on the paper.
He Fang's eyes lit up: "Thank you!"
He Fang happily left with the strange map in his arms.
Although the map is very simple, simplicity makes it easier to read. His final destination should be to exit the hospital, turn left, turn left again, and go straight for 700 meters to a place with a "hammer" sign next to it.
However, He Fang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he walked. Hammer? What hammer? Or is the final destination of this painting an alley entrance that looks like a hammer?
Full of curiosity, He Fang looked up at the advertising signs on the roadside, but suddenly he stopped.
He took two steps back.
Look up again.
On top of his head is a hammer symbol.
He Fang: “…” If he is not mistaken, isn’t this an interior decoration shop?
So what the doctor means is that what the landmark needs is not doctors, but construction workers?
He Fang pondered for a while. Even if it was a living being, its outward appearance should be that of a landmark. It was injured but not bleeding, and it was very likely that it just lost a few stones. What was needed was the maintenance and repair of the iconic building.
So when He Fang brought a small two-person renovation team to the landmark, the N-PCs passing by secretly revealed very strange smiles.
"It's been three years, three years. Although I don't know how much time has passed in the game, it's been three years in my world. I put you here and never took care of you. You're exposed to the wind and sun every day. It must be very hard." He Fang expressed his regret for his negligence beside the landmark. "Last time, you were bullied in the hail of bullets and didn't dare to fight back. It was also my fault. I apologize to you. I specially invited a renovation team to clean up and do a comprehensive sculpture care for you!"
God knows whether He Fang used the same money that Min Zhizhou gave him to hire these people. He is really too poor now.
"Thank you for your help." He Fang thanked the two decorators respectfully.
That old expert doctor is so nice that the store he recommended actually offers discounts.
He Fang sat on a chair in the park around the iconic building and watched the workers put on anti-slip shoe covers and began to grab the tail of the holy beast, step on the head of the holy beast, and step on the grooves on the strong and plump male muscles of the Holy Lord for convenience. The two workers who were dressed relatively simply were busy working up and down with their bodies pressed against the huge sculpture and having a lot of fun.
But He Fang inexplicably felt a chill around him, which made him shiver unconsciously.
"Wow, it looks really cleaner. Did you fill the wound properly?" He Fang asked after grudgingly complimenting the sculpture which had not changed at all before and after the maintenance.
"Don't worry, it has been filled. It will be exactly the same as at the beginning. There won't be any problems." The two workers made a completed gesture.
He Fang opened the task list with doubt, looked at the unfinished tasks with disdain, and said, "I think... maybe it's not filled in yet?"
The two workers looked at each other, looked up at the tall sculpture, and suddenly grinned: "Customer, let's rework it again."
As they spoke, the two workers began to prepare to put on the anti-slip shoe covers they had just taken off, and were about to start climbing.
Suddenly, He Fang heard the familiar sound of a mission completed. He Fang opened it with surprise and found that the mission had indeed been completed, but...but...
He Fang stared at the pitiful decimal of "Faith Value 1". Instead of spending so much effort, it would be faster for him to just do his daily tasks.
"No, thank you. I believe in your skills." He Fang immediately stopped the two people who were about to return to the sculpture and said with a smile, "Sorry for bothering you. It's done. Thank you."
The workers smiled and nodded. The smiles looked particularly similar. He Fang wondered if it was because of the similarity in modeling.
But after turning their backs to He Fang, the workers couldn't help but look at each other and hold back their laughter.
He Fang stood in front of the huge sculpture with his hands on his hips and said, "Thank you for your hard work. If it's hard again next time, I will hire workers to take care of it for you if I have money. This way you can always stay clean!"
He Fang walked away contentedly until his back disappeared.
Suddenly, a roar of laughter broke out in all parts of the park: "Hahahahahahahahahaha I can't stand it, I can't stand it, how can our Creator be so adorable."
"My family, you are so funny! We hired a renovation team to do the maintenance and renovation. Oh my god, did they smear paint on the wounds of the Holy Lord? Hahahahaha."
"It's what he deserves. If he hadn't insisted on keeping the minor injury, it would have healed long ago. He secretly wanted to have close contact with the Creator. Now he's fine, but he let two workers crawl all over his body, and in the end he asked the Creator to pay for it. The Creator even asked the Holy Lord if he liked it and said he would come again next time!"
Amidst the laughter that broke out all around, the huge sculpture looked very depressed, with a circle of cold air floating around it. It looked very unhappy, and the people who were laughing around were frozen to a chill and continued to laugh while shaking.
They actually asked a decorator to come, hahahaha, why is their Creator so cute? I simply can't stand it! Hiss, it's so cold.
At the same time, He Fang was also thinking carefully about what kind of comfort item he should give to Xiaohong from the Rainbow Team. Last time, Xiaohong fought a game very hard, but the Holy Lord ran away in the middle of the game.
So if the landmark needs a renovation team, then Rainbow Ranger Red probably needs an electrician, right?
He Fang looked up at the various shops on the roadside, trying to find an electrician among them.
But when we asked the electrician, he said that all the electricity of the Rainbow Team was directly connected to the power plant and they were unable to maintain it.
He Fang stood in front of the huge light pole.
Otherwise...
He personally wiped the lamppost for Xiaohong, which was also a token of his care as the mayor of the city.
Just as He Fang was wiping the lamppost, he heard Xiao Hong making continuous sounds.
"Danger detected, unable to locate source of danger, defense activated, defense lifted, defense activated, defense lifted..."
Where:?
Is there a bug?