"Hmm?" Seeing that he didn't respond, Georgia moved her ears in confusion, looked at him shyly, called him again, and asked, "Honey, aren't you coming in?"
puff.
Chu Rong directly pinched the metal button into a small discus.
Georgia was attracted by the slight noise. Her eyes fell on his hand and her body leaned forward unconsciously. During the movement, the collar of her loose home clothes slid to the side, revealing a small section of her beautiful collarbone.
Veins popped on Chu Rong's forehead. He threw the discus button onto the shoe cabinet at the entrance, ripped open his collar to let out the mysterious depression rising in his heart, and strode towards him.
"Why did you come back so late? Are you tired from work?" When Georgia saw him coming, she immediately turned her attention back. Remembering Zhuang Yu's instructions, she stood up obediently and walked towards him, her face full of concern, like a caring little wife who cares about her husband.
Chu Rong seemed to hear the sound of the string called reason in his brain completely breaking. He stretched out his arm and accurately grabbed the collar of Georgia's loose home clothes, lifted him up and shook him hard, and asked almost gritting his teeth: "What did you just call me? Who taught you these? Who taught you!" This damn line is like that of a vulgar TV drama. Which degenerate guy taught Bald Chicken this? He is going to skin him alive!
The collar of the home clothes was too loose, and when he pulled it, the buttons on the front of the home clothes broke open, revealing Georgia's fair skin inherited from her elf father, and even a little red could be vaguely seen on her chest.
Chu Rong felt like he was going to explode. He let go of Georgia's collar, helped him pull his clothes up with a dark face, held his shoulders and stared into his eyes, and asked, "Who bought you this damn suit? Where is your training suit?"
The other party's reaction was completely different from what she expected. Georgia finally realized something was wrong. She looked at him nervously, and let him hold her down obediently. She replied, "The clothes were prepared for me by Sister Zhuang Yu. She said that I am not a soldier, and it is not appropriate for me to continue wearing the military training uniform after coming here. Also, that... don't you like me calling your name?" As she spoke, her voice dropped again, and her little face was tense, trying to hide the sadness in her heart.
Chu Rong, who was planning to send Zhuang Yu to exile, paused with murderous intent after hearing his question. He frowned, reached out and pinched his drooping ear, and asked, "My name? What?"
"That dear..." Georgia answered. Seeing that he didn't react properly, she was confused and asked stutteringly, "Isn't it, isn't it?"
"It's a--" Chu Rong couldn't help but swear, but when he met his nervous and anxious eyes, he swallowed his words, retracted his hand, took out an ID from the space button and threw it over, saying impatiently: "Look for yourself, what is my name!"
The certificate was only the size of a palm. Georgia took it and opened it. Her eyes fell on the two words at the beginning of the list. Her lips moved slightly and she whispered: "Chu... Rong?"
The boy's voice was soft and clear, as if it had magic power, making these two ordinary words sound a little bit more graceful and affectionate. Chu Rong's irritability seemed to be poured over by a pool of clear water, and it disappeared immediately. He looked down at his fluffy head, and couldn't help but raise his hand to gently rub his hair, and his eyes relaxed.
Over the years since his parents passed away, no one except his family has ever called him so gently and affectionately. This bald chicken that he called on a whim really pleases him.
"Remember, this is my name."
He rubbed his ears again, and the turbulent emotions in his heart that were triggered by the word "dear" completely calmed down. He smelled the faint aroma of food in the air, and suddenly felt that this room, which was previously used only for rest, finally had a warm feeling at this moment.
…Wait, the smell of food?
He frowned and looked towards the kitchen.
"Chu Rong..." Georgia touched the first two words on the certificate lovingly, and read them several times in her mind. The more she read them, the more she liked them. She smiled unconsciously. She looked up and was about to say something else when she saw Chu Rong turning his head to look in the direction of the kitchen. Thinking of what she had made, her eyes became brighter. She pulled his arm expectantly and shyly, and said, "Sister Zhuang Yu said that you must be very tired after a busy day. You may want to eat something hot when you come back. I saw that there are fresh ingredients in the kitchen, so I made some soup. Do you want to try it? The soup is made of vegetables, easy to digest, and will not affect your rest."
"Did you do it yourself? Without using a housework robot?" Chu Rong retracted his gaze and looked down at him, without retracting the arm that he was pulling.
Georgia nodded and said embarrassedly: "My cooking skills are not as good as my mother's, please don't despise me..." Besides, he didn't know how to use the kitchen utensils here, and he didn't know how to operate the household robot, so he actually secretly cooked the vegetable soup with the magic stove, used the fire magic stone, and adjusted the taste with homemade seasonings, so it might taste different from the food here.
Chu Rong became more interested, grabbed his collar and said, "Let's go and try it."
For a single man who is used to taking nutritional supplements and simple military meals, the kitchen is a place for household robots to roam around, and they may not set foot in it once in ten days or half a month. Therefore, Chu Rong is actually a little unfamiliar with the furnishings of his own kitchen.
At this moment, he was standing at the kitchen door, watching Georgia carefully take out a small pot of hot soup from the incubator, his eyes slowly losing focus.
How long has it been since that battle? How long has it been since he last saw such a daily scene? In order to prevent his mental power from suddenly going berserk and hurting his family in his sleep, he insisted on moving here alone, and so many years have passed...
"This incubator is really useful, and Little A is so thoughtful." Georgia put the soup on the table, tiptoed to get the dishes and chopsticks from the top cabinet, and said a good word for the housekeeping robot in this house.
A cylindrical robot that had been quietly sitting in the corner flashed its signal light upon hearing his words, as if in response to his compliment.
Chu Rong came back to his senses and glanced at the robot that he usually didn't pay any attention to. Seeing that Georgia couldn't even reach the dishes and chopsticks in the deep end of the cabinet after standing on tiptoe for a long time, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he walked forward and easily took down two sets of dishes and chopsticks. He pulled his ear and pretended to be disgusted and said, "You are useless. You can't even get this."
"Uh..." Georgia looked back at him and said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, "This cabinet is too high..."
In fact, it wasn't just the cabinets, everything in the house was a little too big and too high for him - the single sofa was wide enough for him to half lie down, the coffee table looked like a table, the dining table was a little too high, the kitchen counter was not convenient to use, and even the mirror in the bathroom was so high that it could only reflect half of his body, there was also the bathtub, the bed in the guest room, the coat rack in the entrance, the lounge chair on the balcony, the tall bookshelf in the study... In short, everything in this room was not quite compatible with his height.
He had already discovered that the humans here were all very tall, not much different from the elves, so they habitually made things wider and bigger. When he was on the warship, probably to take care of the women on board, the furniture was still normal, but in this private residence, everything was made according to the owner's height, and a short man like him would look very out of place if he moved in.
Chu Rong also noticed this when he heard it. He lowered his head to look at his hairy head, then looked at the house with a cold and hard decoration style. He frowned, grabbed the back of his collar, and said, "I'll have someone come to change some of the designs tomorrow. Now go fill your stomach first."
"Ah? No, no, I'm not complaining." Georgia waved her hands and said, "No need to make special changes. The height problem only requires a little adjustment. It's pretty good here. It's much better than where I lived before."
Elves are used to living in tree houses, dwarves are used to living in wooden houses, stone houses or caves, in short, they are all very primitive and simple environments. Compared with those places, this place is indeed a paradise. Moreover, he is now living in someone else's house, how can he trouble the owner so much? It's too much.
"I don't like to hear negative words. Bring the soup." Chu Rong didn't like to hear him say this, so he ignored him decisively. After instructing the housework robot to bring the soup, he took him to the dining room outside the kitchen.
Although the soup was made of vegetables, it did not smell bland at all and had a very strong aroma. Chu Rong was not hungry at first, but now that he was tempted by the aroma, he actually felt a little hungry.
"The main ingredient is mushrooms." Georgia added a little nervously when she saw him fill a bowl and prepare to drink it, worried that he would not like it.
Chu Rong glanced at him and snorted, "I can see it." There were so many small mushrooms floating in the soup, he must be blind to not know that the soup was made of mushrooms.
It seemed like she had said something stupid...Georgia blushed and quickly picked up the bowl to cover her hot face.
The soup is slightly hot when you put it in your mouth, but not uncomfortably hot. Then a slightly spicy taste spreads in your mouth. Mushrooms and some chopped vegetable leaves slide across your lips and teeth, and the spiciness is slowly alleviated, mixing into a mild and mellow taste. When the soup enters your stomach, the spiciness completely disappears, and it becomes warm instead, making your body feel very comfortable.
Chu Rong narrowed his eyes, and seeing Georgia secretly looking at him nervously, he praised generously: "Not bad."
Georgia put down her worried heart, put down the bowl happily, and said excitedly: "As long as you like it, I will only drink this bowl, the rest is for you, you have been busy all day, drink more."
Like a worried old lady.
With this sigh in his mind, Chu Rong rubbed his bangs with his hand and continued to drink his soup in a good mood.
After drinking a pot of soup, my body was completely warmed up, and there was a little sweat on the tip of my nose. I felt lazy and didn't want to move.
"You take a rest for a while, I'll go get you some bath water so you can soak in it." Georgia handed the dishes to the housework robot, turned around and ran towards the bathroom.
Chu Rong was unable to stop him, so he leaned back in his chair and watched him walk away. He slowly tapped the table with his fingers and squinted his eyes - he had a good eye for picking up pets.
The first night of living together passed very harmoniously. The next day, Chu Rong went to the military headquarters early, while Georgia was taken by Tan Shengwei, who had called him alone, to register for temporary federal resident status and received his temporary communicator and welfare subsidy.
"Your ID card is linked to the communicator, don't lose it." Tan Shengwei helped him put the communicator on his wrist, taught him the basic operation, then called up his account and said, "This is your subsidy for this month, a minor plus a third-level disability. The two subsidies total 5,000 federal coins. They will be paid at the beginning of each month in the future. Remember to collect them. Because the government is uncertain about your exact date of birth, the government set your age at 17 based on the bone age test. You can still get the minor subsidy for one year. After one year, the only subsidy you can get is the disability subsidy, which is 3,000 federal coins."
Georgia nodded, silently noted down the number, and planned to check the average price here later.
"The adaptive training will start in three days. The commander has assigned you to a transitional school run by the military and the welfare department. All the teachers are veterans, so no one will bully you. After the adaptive training is over, you will be sent to a nearby junior college to receive language and basic knowledge education. After graduating from the junior college, you will be able to obtain a formal federal identity."
Tan Shengwei briefly outlined the upcoming arrangements, then smiled and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Both the adaptive learning and junior college courses are relatively simple. Good luck."
"Yeah." Georgia nodded vigorously and smiled at him gratefully, her eyes full of anticipation - he was finally about to officially step into this strange world.
It took Georgia three days to use his optical computer to figure out the approximate prices here. On the morning of the fourth day, Georgia took a ride with Chu Rong and headed for the transitional school run by the military.
"Listen to your teachers at school and resist if you are bullied."
Chu Rong sat opposite him with a frozen face, full of irritability, like an anxious farmer who was about to send his lamb into a wolf's den. He instructed: "Remember to keep the communicator open and don't leave it. Don't run around after school. Stay in the library. I'll pick you up when I'm done."
Georgia nodded obediently. Seeing that he kept tapping his knees, she comforted him, "Don't worry, I will study hard."
"Are you only three years old? Why should I worry about you?" Chu Rong retorted, frowning at him. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that he would be bullied because of his well-behaved appearance. He took out a protective shield from the space button and buckled it on his wrist, saying, "Don't let anyone pinch your ears. Anyone who pinches will be beaten. Do you understand?"
Pinch your ears?
Georgia didn't understand why he suddenly brought this up, but she nodded obediently and agreed to his request unconditionally.
"Why are you so obedient!" Uncle Chu suddenly exploded.
Georgia looked at him aggrieved and puzzled, thinking of the TV series she watched yesterday, and said, "Why are you being unreasonable?"
Unreasonable
Uncle Chu choked, looked at him fiercely and stopped talking.
The hovercraft stopped at the transition academy on the edge of the military headquarters. Chu Rong watched Georgia get off the car and enter the school gate with a dark face. After making sure that Georgia was taken away by the teacher who came to pick up the students, he closed the car door and drove towards the military headquarters' own office building.
The Transition Academy, as the name suggests, is an academy for people who have just arrived in the Federation to adapt to the pace of life in the Federation. The student membership is rather complex, and most of them are indigenous people from marginal planets discovered by the military. There are many with strange appearances among them, and Georgia is not too conspicuous among them.
Georgia arrived at the classroom according to the student number he had received in advance. He glanced at the students who had already arrived in the classroom, tried his best to reduce his presence, and found a seat in a corner and sat down.
Ten minutes later, as a bell rang, an old man with white hair and a straight back walked into the classroom. Georgia immediately sat up straight and prepared for class - he learned from Tan Shengwei that the teachers in this transitional academy of the military were all retired officers, and they came here to teach voluntarily and without pay, which was very respectable.
After the old man stood on the podium, the students in the room quieted down consciously. Seeing this, the old man nodded with satisfaction. Without saying any nonsense, he input some letters on the teaching panel and started teaching directly.
When Georgia saw the familiar row of letters, she immediately realized that the old man was going to teach her some basic communication terms first and then move on to other instruction.
But he had already learned the language, so would it be a waste of time to learn these? He hesitated for a moment, but still took out the electronic book and followed the instructions to consolidate the basic knowledge, and decided to talk to the teacher about this after class.
The bell rang, and the class ended. Georgia packed up her things and followed the old man who was about to leave. When there were fewer people around, she called him and asked, "Teacher, I have learned the common language to the point where I can communicate in a simple way. Can I switch to another class that is progressing faster?"
The old man stopped walking when he heard that, glanced at him from head to toe, frowned, and held out his hand to him: "Let me see your student card."
Georgia hurriedly handed over the card she had just received this morning.
He entered school today and has a third-degree disability, so there is no problem in arranging him into a junior special class.
The old man's brows relaxed. After confirming that there was no problem with the school's arrangement, he returned the card to him, thought for a moment and said, "Come with me, let's take a test."
Half an hour later, the old man took a small test paper that Georgia had finished, his face trembled, and he slammed the table and said angrily: "You have learned the common language to this extent, why are you still sending it here!"
Georgia's eyes widened, not understanding why he was suddenly angry.
"You..." The old man noticed his gaze, put down the test paper and turned to look at him. Seeing his obedient and ignorant look, he became more and more angry and wanted to scold the idiot who delayed his child's studies. He stood up and said, "You have passed the basic common language, but you lack some common sense in daily life. Come with me."
Another half an hour passed and the old man was about to start swearing.
"Familiarity with daily equipment: Worry. The only thing missing is some common sense about the use of public facilities and public transportation... You can just find someone to help you learn these things. Why bother sending them here?"
Georgia looked at him worriedly - it wasn't good for the health of an older person to have excessive mood swings.
"Um, teacher..." He spoke worriedly, ready to persuade him to calm down, but was interrupted by the old man.
"Go to the second classroom on the fourth floor for class. After class, take a copy of the textbook back to read and prepare for admission to junior college. You don't need to come here tomorrow." The old man waved his hand, gave a big cross to the military's indigenous resettlement department in his mind, called a young teacher, and motioned for him to follow the young teacher and leave.
Georgia decisively shut up, thanked the old man, and left with the young teacher.
After a day of cramming knowledge about the use of public facilities and public transportation, Georgia, who had only been enrolled for one day, walked out of the school gate holding his student card with a red graduation stamp on it - because he had already graduated, he was no longer eligible to enter the library of the Transition College.
He sat down on the edge of the flower bed outside the school, took out the textbook he had received and flipped through it. His eyes swept across the numerous courses and finally stopped at the mineral encyclopedia under the natural sciences. He opened it and began to read it carefully.
Two hours later, it was already dark. Chu Rong parked the hovercraft at the school gate, got off and strode into the empty school. With a quick glance around, he saw a familiar figure sitting by the flower bed, almost completely blocked by the trees.
He frowned, changed direction and walked over, standing in front of the other person, and asked, "Why are you here? Didn't I ask you to wait for me in the library?"
Georgia was reading a book intently. When she heard the familiar voice, she was stunned for a moment before she came back to her senses. She looked up at him and said with a smile, "You're here. Have you eaten yet?"
Why do I get dumber the more I go to school?
Chu Rong had a look of disgust on his face. He bent down, pulled him up, and carried him onto the hovercraft.
After returning home at lightning speed and eating dinner made by the housework robot, Chu Rong carried Georgia, who had been hesitant to speak, to sit on the sofa, and sat on the coffee table himself, looking down at him and said, "Tell me about what happened at school today."
Georgia finally found an opportunity to speak and quickly took out her student card. She organized her words and said simply, "I graduated, and my teacher asked me to report to the junior college."
Chu Rong: “…”
Georgia: “???”
Chu Rong felt like a fool.
He reached out to take Georgia's student card and looked at it. After confirming that there was a red stamp of graduation on it, he pulled up Georgia's study file and took a look. Seeing that the adaptive learning column was marked "Completed", his Adam's apple moved, and he looked at Georgia, who had a "stupid" look on his face, and his eyebrows twitched.
This guy...
"So can I go to junior college? The teacher who stamped my document said that the first courses taught in junior colleges are also language courses. He said that with my level, I can skip a grade appropriately." Georgia asked, repeating the teacher's advice honestly, and then selectively omitted the teacher's words scolding his supervisor for being irresponsible.
...There really are such annoying things as geniuses in this world.
"I understand." Chu Rong stood up, stretched out his hand to pinch his face, touched his forehead, and returned the student card to him with an unfathomable look, saying: "I will let Xiangnan arrange it for you. You can rest for a few days and study the junior college courses on your own."
Georgia became happy upon hearing this and nodded quickly, already making a self-study plan in her mind.
The life of sending the children to school ended in just one day. The next day, Uncle Chu went out to the military headquarters alone, feeling cold.
After making sure he had left, Georgia ran back to her room and turned on the light computer in the guest room that had no "infant and toddler" restrictions. Following Tan Shengwei's instructions, she opened the shopping software with a full range of categories and chose Cui Yu.
A large number of search results popped up, with jadeite of various qualities arranged on them, the luster was so dazzling that it almost blinded people.
Georgia's ears twitched, and her eyes almost lit up. She moved her fingers, selected raw, uncut jade, chose high-quality jade, and then conducted a precise search and sorting according to price.
Another pile of jadeite that had not been completely peeled off from the stone coat popped out. He carefully selected and chose a piece of jadeite that was smaller in size and suitable for carrying around and added it to the shopping cart. He connected the light computer and communicator to pay with a painful heart, filled in the delivery address and contact information, and placed the order.
Two hours later, Cui Yu was brought over.
After signing for the goods through the delivery box connecting the inside and outside of the door, Georgia, who had successfully shopped online for the first time, excitedly took the express box to the coffee table, carefully opened it, and took out the jade inside that was exactly the same as the one in the picture.
Amazing! Such a precious Philosopher's Stone can actually be bought at home!
He fiddled with the stone curiously, then glanced at the delivery note in the box and calmed down again - but the jade was really expensive, and the federal coins he had were only enough to buy such a small piece. He could only look at the other better and more beautiful ones.
The prices on the Federation's main planet were generally higher than those on other planets. His monthly subsidy of 5,000 Federation coins was more than enough for his living, but if he wanted to buy something more expensive, he would have to forget about eating.
Although the Philosopher's Stone is just a decoration in this world, it is also a very expensive decoration. With his current financial resources, he simply cannot afford it.
Corresponding to the five elements, the magic stones here are called gold jade, emerald jade, blue feather, red jade and black jade according to their colors. Among them, black jade is the rarest and most precious. Because except for the top-level pure black magic stone, other levels of earth-type magic stones are all brown in varying shades, which are not beautiful at all. In this world, they are excluded from the jade classification and are not considered to be the same as black jade.
In fact, this is very beneficial to him, because the magic pool does not require both attributes to absorb magic. When he wants to replenish magic in the future, he can just use the earth-type high-level magic stones that are not worth anything here, without having to buy jade.
But carving the magic circle to cure Chu Rong is the best way to use jade, so even if it hurts, the money should still be spent.
At the end of the day, you still have to find a way to make some money.
While thinking about all sorts of things in his mind, he took out a small hammer, concentrated his magic power and began to peel off the stone coating of the jade.
After peeling out the jade, he put away the hammer and used magic to polish the jade, which currently looked a bit strange in shape, into the shape he wanted. Then he took out the magic pen, went over the method of drawing intermediate healing magic in his mind, took a deep breath, and carefully started writing on one side of the jade that had been polished into a diamond shape.
He was still frightened by the last time Chu Rong's mental power went berserk. Although Chu Rong had adapted to the effects of the primary magic circle after the last treatment and his mental power was no longer unstable, he now had to switch to a more advanced magic circle, and he dared not ignore the risks after the upgrade.
The magic potion had not yet been made, so how to prevent the opponent's mental power from being stimulated by the purification array and becoming turbulent was what he needed to consider most. After some thought and reading the array book, he chose to increase the number of healing arrays on the magic stone and draw a soothing array.
The soothing formation was created by my father to comfort injured monsters. It is quite complicated. Fortunately, he has now upgraded to intermediate level qualifications, otherwise he would not be able to draw it successfully.
After drawing two healing arrays and using up half of his magic power, he realized a problem - he now had nothing to replenish his magic power. In other words, he would not be able to finish drawing the array on this high-level magic stone before he earned enough money to buy an earth magic stone to replenish his magic power.
But... he looked at the jade in his hand that had cost him almost all his fortune, and his ears slowly turned red.
The dwarf has always been very organized in doing things, but now he has made such a low-level mistake and has no way to remedy it... If mom knew, she would definitely scold him.
He tightened his face, and stuffed the jade back into the storage ring as if to cover up himself. He sat and reflected for a while, and suddenly seemed to have thought of something, so he stood up and ran towards his room.
The optical computer still retained the interface for searching for jadeite. He sat down and turned it off. He moved his fingers and typed in the name of earth-type magic stones below the top level here - brown stone.
Swish, a lot of sales information of earth magic stone raw stones popped up, including some high-end ones. He wrote down their approximate prices, entered metal doll and clicked search, and began to check the approximate price of metal dolls in this world.
A large number of information about well-made metal dolls popped up, and he was stunned. Then he closed the page in shock. Compared with those cute and beautiful metal dolls, his handmade dolls could not be sold at first glance...
Just as he was feeling depressed, he remembered the pile of mutated red tin ore that he had not been able to give to Chu Rong in order to conceal the existence of the storage ring. His eyes lit up and he quickly entered the search term.
This time the page froze for a while before the result popped up, but what came out was not a product sales interface, but an auction interface. It showed that an auction house called "Mingpin" would auction a batch of mutant red tin ore next month, and all mecha manufacturers were welcome to bid.
Below the auction information, there was a link to purchase an auction invitation. He clicked on it, and was so shocked by the invitation costing ten thousand yuan that he immediately backed out with his eyes wide open.
Are the prices in this world so terrible...
With stiff fingers, he closed the product purchase page, hesitated for a moment, and typed the word "famous brand" in the comprehensive search box.
An official page of an auction popped up, which was filled with product information. Below it was a bunch of auction information listed according to standard categories such as month, quarter, year, commemorative, comprehensive, and single products. The venues for the auctions covered various regions of planets at all levels in the Federation, and business even reached planets in the Empire.
He was like a child who accidentally broke into the adult world, and gained a lot of knowledge on this page full of the smell of money!
Jewelry, minerals, rare plants, mechas, mecha models, battleship models, mecha accessories and weapons, mecha model accessories and weapons, limited edition hovercrafts, limited edition music discs, out-of-print potions, rare materials...all the goods he could think of and couldn't think of were listed on it, flashing with the brilliance of money.
He was indeed too naive. He swallowed and wiped the sweat from his palms. This world was not something that could be easily understood by someone like him who had always lived in the forest.
Holding on to the last bit of hope, he tried to enter the mutant red tin ore in the free valuation column of famous products, then took out the smallest piece of ore, turned on the scanning function of the optical computer and aimed it at it.
The beam swept across and the system prompt sounded.
"Underadiated mutant red tin ore, high risk, not allowed to be sold, estimated price 0, please deradiate the product first."
Still need to go for radiation?
The last bit of hope was shattered. He turned off his computer and looked at the fist-sized mutant red tin ore on the table. He felt a headache - it seemed that equipment was needed to remove the radiation, but where could he find it?
During dinner, Chu Rong found that Bald Chicken was a little listless and had barely eaten a few bites of food. He thought for a moment, got up and went to the study room for a while, took out a small space button, threw it into his arms and said, "Here you go. Junior College will start in half a month. If you feel bored staying at home, you can go for a walk nearby. Just bring the communicator and A1 with you."
The space button was new, without fingerprints or spirit marks. Georgia saw what was inside as soon as she got it. After a moment of hesitation, she immediately put her frustration behind her. She happily took out the mecha model inside and touched it. She looked up at Chu Rong, rushed over to hug him and rubbed him: "Thank you! I like it very much!"
Chu Rong was not used to standing and letting him hug her, so he raised his hand and ruffled his hair, paused for a few seconds, and said with disdain: "You are useless."
Georgia didn't care whether he disliked it or not, she rubbed against him harder, her eyes firm.
——The white-haired monster is so good, he must make money as soon as possible to buy the magic stone and finish drawing the formation!
The next day, after Chu Rong left, Georgia looked up the method of deradiating minerals that he had searched for with his optical computer last night, skipped the large number of methods that required machine processing, and focused his attention on the final mental power sorting.
He had long discovered that mental power and magic power are partially similar. If there is a difference, it is that mental power is a power cultivated by the human body, while magic power is inherent in nature. The dwarves and elves cultivate the ability to communicate with the magical elements in nature and store them in their bodies for their own use, which is fundamentally different from the way humans cultivate themselves.
Magical elements come from the vitality released by plants and animals. Humans are also a kind of animal, and their mental power can be regarded as a manifestation of vitality, so mental power promotes magic power.
These are the things he figured out on his own. Some of them may be inaccurate, but they should not be too wrong.
Magic is a natural force, so Chu Rong and his group could not detect the fluctuations of magic on him, because normal humans would not think that the fluctuations emitted by a flower blooming or a butterfly flapping its wings would be dangerous or special. It can be said that magic is a force that perfectly blends into the environment. Based on this characteristic of magic, it makes no sense that magic cannot do what mental power can do.
He took a deep breath, took out the smallest piece of red tin ore, confirmed the method of using mental power to comb the ore, concentrated the magic power on his fingertips, and slowly probed in.
He had used magic to detect red tin ore in the pit before, but at that time he only used magic to scan their surface, and moved away after confirming the location. He never went deep into it. What he had to do now was to go deep into it, figure out their internal structure, and remove the things inside that were harmful to the human body!
In fact, this is very dangerous. Mental power can indeed sort out ores, but it does not include ores that have a negative impact on mental power. From the moment the mutated red tin ore was discovered and tried to be used, its radiation was removed by machines, otherwise it would not be able to be put on the shelves for sale. Therefore, the mutated red tin ore that finally fell into the hands of the mecha manufacturers had actually undergone preliminary processing.
Most of the materials used in mechas, including some ores that have no effect on mental power but also have some problems of one kind or another, will be processed initially by machines before being sold. Georgia's reckless behavior of processing ore directly from the raw stone is simply ignorant and fearless, and reckless to the extreme.
But at this time, the ignorant Georgia didn't think he would be in danger at all. To him, the uncomfortable feeling emitted by the mutated red tin ore could almost be ignored, and cleaning the "bad things" inside the stone should be an easy task.
In order to more smoothly probe into the red tin mine, he used earth magic this time. The process of entering was very smooth. The mutant red tin mine probably regarded the earth magic as the natural force from the earth and easily accepted it.
After the magic power slowly filled the entire interior of the mutated tin ore, he vaguely "saw" some jumping filamentous objects. They were wandering and jumping on the deep red stone flesh of the mutated tin ore, occasionally poking out of the stone, waving their "little hands" outward, pouring out their "enthusiasm", then retracting into the stone flesh and continuing to wander happily.
That's it! The source of all that discomfort!
Georgia was delighted, and her magic power, driven by her emotions, swung unsteadily. The red filaments seemed to sense the danger and quickly merged into the stone flesh, hiding themselves.
They were all red things. Once the other party stopped moving, Georgia found that he could not find any trace of the silk threads.
He frowned and drove his magic power around in there again, but still couldn't find those filaments. He had no choice but to withdraw and consume as little of the remaining half of the magic power in the magic pool as possible.
What should he do? He can’t find them. How can he find them and get rid of them?
Thinking in distress, he glanced at the housework robot mopping the floor.
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