Seeing that he looked deeply shocked and as if he was facing a world-wide problem, Chu Rong suddenly felt better. He raised his hand and gently pulled his ear, saying, "Stupid, why don't you use De Gu's account to contact your teacher first, tell him about the account change, and then use your own strength to create a new account to find him, isn't that enough?"
"Oh yeah, you can use this..." Georgia's ears perked up and her eyes lit up, but she quickly turned serious and shook her head, saying, "No, you can't use a new account."
"Why?" Chu Rong frowned, wondering if he was getting confused again.
However, he guessed wrong. Georgia was not confused this time, but also rational and thoughtful. He explained: "I have spiritual power now. When I go to school in the future, my classmates may use the Star Network account to communicate with me. Therefore, the account I created with my own power must be public and an open identity. If I tell the bearded teacher that De Gu is me, Georgia from the Chu family, then what if, I mean what if, what if he is a bad guy, or he is not bad, but just stands on the opposite side of the Chu family, what should I do? Then wouldn't the fact that you made a special helmet for me to exploit the loopholes in the Star Network be exposed?"
Chu Rong didn't expect that this was what he was worried about. He couldn't help but rub his ears again. After thinking about it, he felt that what he said made some sense.
The two accounts represent two identities. Once there is a connection between the two accounts and the identities are equated, then the fact that Georgia had mental power before may be inferred by others, which may lead to some consequences that may be unfavorable to Georgia. To be on the safe side, it is better to have no connection between the two accounts.
But even if we take this into consideration, the problems Georgia faces are actually easy to solve.
"Although the Star Network requires one mental force to be bound to one account, the four major families are at the top of the federation, so they can still use some harmless small privileges. The special helmet is not unique to the Chu family. Similar small accounts are available to everyone. This is something that everyone tacitly agrees on."
Chu Rong picked up his old helmet and said, "Since you want to separate the two accounts, it's very simple. I'll find someone to help you migrate the data of the Degu account and bind it to your current spiritual power, and let it be attached to your new public identity as a small account. Is that okay?"
A secondary account? Does that mean he can use his mental power to bind two accounts? Including Degu?
"Okay!" Georgia nodded, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but rush over and rubbed him happily, saying, "You are awesome! Thank you!"
Chu Rong stretched out his arms to catch him, rubbed the back of his head, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Fan Xiangnan was very good at migrating data, so Chu Rong called him over directly.
At Fan Xiangnan's suggestion, Georgia forced out a little simulated mental power and imported it into the strange instrument he brought. After that, Fan Xiangnan connected the instrument with the helmet and operated something. After a while, a helmet with a new mental power login was freshly produced.
"Once you use this helmet to log into the Star Network once with your own power, the data will be completely migrated successfully." Fan Xiangnan handed him the helmet and instructed: "When you create a new account next time, remember to choose to bind the resident ID card, so that the two accounts can exist at the same time. Otherwise, there will be a conflict. Understand?"
Georgia nodded quickly, thanked him, and took the helmet like a treasure, her eyes shining, as if she was looking at some new toy.
Fan Xiangnan couldn't help but smile, and his eyes became more gentle.
After falling ill, Georgia became more open in expressing her emotions. She is no longer as restrained as before. She cries when she wants to cry, laughs when she wants to laugh, and expresses her happiness with all her strength. She is very easy to understand and very adorable.
The account problem was solved, and Georgia immediately ran back to the room, climbed onto the bed, put on her helmet, and logged into the Degu account.
Since the bearded teacher was not online, he sent him an offline message, explaining why he had not been online for so long. Then, seeing that his account balance was running low, he quickly logged off and ran to the training hall, asking Mr. Ren for a small laboratory, so that he could make new mecha model weapons and sell them on Starnet.
He was now very skilled at making model weapons, and after selecting the materials, he quickly made a long sword. After finishing it, he remembered that he had promised Chu Yan to make him another model weapon, so he simply took out another piece of secondary mutated red tin ore and made a long sword more carefully according to the steps of forging weapons in the magic continent.
After lighting up the magic circle, a dark purple long sword with beautiful patterns emerged.
"show me."
Georgia was so scared that she almost dropped her long knife. She turned her head and stared at Ren Lao who appeared behind her at some point. Her ears stood up straight like a frightened rabbit.
Mr. Ren's face twitched when he was looked at by him. He took a step back uncomfortably, coughed softly, and said with a serious face, "Although your method of making cold weapons is different from others, the effect seems to be better. Have you measured the weapon data?"
"I've tested it. Both have higher activity and hardness." Georgia recovered and replied. She turned around and handed both the long sword and the long knife to him. She pointed at the long knife and said, "This one has a magic circle drawn on it, and I also injected my own power into it when forging it, so the value should be higher than the giant sword I made at the beginning."
Mr. Ren's eyes immediately fixed on the long sword. He picked it up and looked at it carefully. He looked at him deeply and said, "Come with me and do a test first."
Georgia followed Mr. Ren to the large laboratory and watched Mr. Ren put the two weapons into the testing equipment.
As he said, the long sword was much more active and harder than other similar weapons. The long sword was even more exaggerated, with all its values reaching the special grade. Mr. Ren was very suspicious that if it weren't for the upper limit of the machine, the data of the long sword might be even higher.
Ren Lao flipped through the two test results, picked up the two weapons and touched them, then turned to look at Georgia and asked, "I heard from Chu Yan that you want a full set of instruments needed to build a mecha?"
Georgia, who had been drowsy and absent-minded, immediately perked up after hearing what he said. Little stars lit up in her eyes and she nodded vigorously: "I do! Grandpa Ren, do you agree to sell it to me?" Most of the instruments here by Grandpa Ren have been modified by himself, which are better than those bought directly. He, he has been secretly drooling over it for a long time.
Mr. Ren was very satisfied with his reaction, but he shook his head cruelly and refused: "No, you don't need these now, it would be a waste to buy them back."
"Ah..." The stars in Georgia's eyes went out.
"But I can sell you the basic material processing equipment and the subsequent parts assembly, production, testing and maintenance... this series of equipment." Ren Lao changed the subject. Seeing him looking at him happily again, his evil taste in his heart was satisfied. He nodded solemnly, took out a light brain, and projected all the models of more than a thousand primary parts in the air. He said, "I heard that you are going to take the military academy exam with Chu Yan in the second half of the year? Then you must learn the materials part, understand the ratio, and then master the basic parts knowledge in these few months. The military academy's courses start directly from the recognition and production of parts, and these are what you have to learn."
Georgia stared at the parts with wide eyes, a little confused, but more excited, and said with a little stammer: "Can I, can I touch these now? Then after learning the parts, can I really assemble the mecha?" So his dream of helping the white-haired monster build a mecha...
"No." Elder Ren cruelly interrupted his hopes again, and projected more than 700 intermediate parts, saying, "After learning the basics, you still have to learn intermediate and advanced parts, and these are just the foundation. The subsequent parts modification and mecha installation design are the most difficult. After you have truly learned these, you can start to assemble mechas on your own."
The more Georgia listened, the more excited he became, and he quickly said, "I will speed up my learning progress! I have almost finished learning the materials part and will be able to get in touch with the parts soon." He will work harder next time!
Because he had to do various experiments, Mr. Ren couldn't teach him the basics in person. He could only give him some pointers occasionally. Hearing that he was learning so quickly, he felt both relieved and guilty. He softened his voice and said, "You work hard, which is good. But Georgia, you must learn the parts yourself, disassemble and assemble them repeatedly, and only when you get a feel for them can you truly learn them. In other words, you must have a set of these parts yourself so that you can study them more conveniently."
Georgia immediately said, "Then I'll buy it—"
"These parts are very expensive." Ren Lao interrupted him, put away the projection, and suddenly sighed, saying, "Georgia, I know you are very rich now, but you can't just sit back and enjoy your wealth. If you want to study manual mecha with me, then it is far from enough to just understand the parts shown in these mainstream textbooks. You must have an idea of the types of parts used in various improvement attempts at various stages in history. And to collect all of them, the cost you have to pay is almost astronomical."
Georgia was confused again. She checked her bank balance, then looked at Mr. Ren and asked weakly and carefully, "Then, how much money should I prepare..."
"More than just parts!" Ren Lao did not answer, but changed the subject, frowned and said: "When you learn the parts modification and mecha installation design part later, the discarded parts and materials will only increase in the learning process, and sometimes even a mecha used for training will be destroyed. Georgia, a mecha costs several million, how many do you think you can buy? Primary and intermediate mechas are indeed not expensive, but advanced ones... Alas, even for me, the research funds are always insufficient."
What a terrifying number it would be if even President Ren can't afford the expenses.
Georgia began to worry. No wonder everyone said that mecha manufacturing was an expensive project. Looking at it this way, the seemingly large amount of savings in his hands seemed to be just a drop in the ocean.
He had to find a way to make money. He also needed to buy jade to replenish his magic power. He really couldn't just sit there and do nothing. He had been too lazy during the holidays.
Seeing his face getting more and more tense, Mr. Ren knew that the time had come. He walked over to him, patted his shoulder, and said, "I have a way to make money now. Do you want to participate, Qiao?"
Georgia's ears immediately perked up, and she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and replied, "Yes! What's the method?"
"Making mecha weapons." Mr. Ren liked his well-behaved and motivated appearance. He smiled and said, "Of course, with your current knowledge, you can't handle hot weapons, but you are already very good at cold weapons. Chu Yan's energy blade was repaired very well. I believe in you."
Making mecha weapons?
Georgia held her breath unconsciously, her heart beating as she recalled the sense of accomplishment she felt when repairing the energy blade.
Seeing this, Mr. Ren hurriedly continued his efforts and said, "My personal laboratory occasionally takes on some customized work for mechas and mecha weapons. Because it is customized, the requirements are relatively high, but relatively speaking, the benefits are also high. I just received an order now. The other party requires a unique weapon to be made for the customized mecha, and said that price is not an issue. Chu Rong and his team are just about to push the secondary mutation red tin ore to the world, so as to prevent the Xiang family from spying on it, so I am going to make a weapon for this customer with the secondary mutation red tin ore. You have twice used the secondary mutation red tin ore to make mecha model weapons, so I want you to participate in this project. What do you think?"
This opportunity can be said to be very good for Georgia, because by using the secondary mutated red tin ore to make weapons, he can not only get the cost of weapon manufacturing, but also get a share of the cost of using the ore, so the profit will be very high.
Georgia felt a little warm in her heart and nodded in agreement. Then she remembered that she had to study hard and hesitated again. She said, "But I usually have to go to Starnet for classes, so I may not have much time to come here to make weapons."
"It's okay." Mr. Ren patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "You have classes from Monday to Friday, so you can come over on weekends. Teachers on Star Online also need to rest, don't you think?"
That seems to be the case.
Georgia's last bit of worry disappeared, and he hurriedly said goodbye to Mr. Ren and prepared to tell Chu Rong the good news - he had found a way to make money!
At dinner time, after listening to his excited story, Chu Rong's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Mr. Ren was so cunning that he actually cheated Georgia out of her weekend time. You can't live off the land without spending it all. The Chu family will always get a share of Georgia's mineral processing, and the output from the mecha manufacturing learning process can also be converted into income. Moreover, the more time passes, the easier it is to make money from mecha manufacturing. Mr. Ren's words seem to make sense, but they only talk about the input and not the benefits. It's completely a rogue statement!
"You, you don't want me to make money..." Georgia said, and then seeing that he had a cold face and didn't say anything, her excitement disappeared, and she began to feel uneasy and nervous again.
Seeing this, Chu Rong quickly restrained his emotions, raised his hand to touch his head, frowned and said reluctantly: "If you want to go, you can, but do it according to your ability and don't be too tired. Instruments, materials and parts are things that parents should worry about. Just focus on your studies."
After hearing what he said, Georgia's uneasiness and nervousness immediately disappeared. She blushed and tilted her head to rub his palm. She nodded obediently on the surface, but her mind was calculating rapidly.
It is not easy for the white-haired monster to make money, so he doesn't want to spend the white-haired monster's money indiscriminately. On the contrary, he wants to help the white-haired monster make a lot of money so that the white-haired monster can live an easier life.
Although he agreed to help Georgia make weapons, Chu Rong still had a very unhappy talk with Mr. Ren, and he insisted on asking Georgia to give back one day of weekend rest time. Mr. Ren was so angry that he almost threw the materials in his face.
When Georgia went online again in the evening, the bearded teacher was already online. She quickly logged into the classroom, apologized again, and then reported on her recent learning achievements.
The bearded teacher was not angry because he had taken so long to come back to class. Instead, he looked him up and down and asked, "You were delayed for so long, is it because your mental power has been upgraded? How much has it been upgraded?"
Remembering her current trumpet identity, Georgia covered it up a little and said conservatively, "It's A."
A?
Although not as good as Luo Li's S, being able to upgrade from no mental power to A in just a few months is also a miracle of some kind.
The bearded man nodded with satisfaction and checked his learning progress. Seeing that he had gone through all the materials in the textbook, he felt more satisfied. He helped him review the knowledge points and fill in some omissions. When he was done and saw that more than an hour had passed, he said, "Go down and rest early. You have just improved your mental strength and it should not be stable yet. Rest more recently and go to the Star Network less."
The more attentive the teacher was, the more guilty Georgia felt for using the trumpet to deal with him. He hurriedly said that his mental strength had been recovered and he could continue with the next course. He also said that he was currently on leave and could extend the class time appropriately, except that he might not have time to attend on weekends.
Seeing that he insisted, the bearded man hesitated for a moment, then tried to let him process a piece of material. He found that he operated smoothly and his mental strength was not unstable. After thinking for a while, he agreed and said, "Then temporarily resume the schedule of classes every afternoon. Now that your mental strength has improved, you can learn how to process advanced materials. I will give you a textbook. After you finish this part, I will systematically sort out the knowledge points for you and prepare to learn the next big chapter."
The next big chapter? Parts?
Georgia nodded quickly and happily took the new textbook.
In the following days, he received calls from his roommate Sangbu and classmate Yun Xiachu. The former asked him if he was expelled from school or if he felt that he could neglect his studies because of his popularity. The latter was angry that he did not keep his word and did not come to school after the holiday, resulting in him not being able to give away the local specialties he brought.
Georgia hurriedly explained the reason why she didn't go to school and mailed a gift to each of them, barely appeasing them.
A few days later, Ning Kongran suddenly sent a message to him, asking him if he had processed five documents during the grade-skipping exam. He was puzzled and honestly gave a positive answer. Ning Kongran was silent for a while, said thank you, and then hung up the call.
Georgia was even more confused, not knowing what he was thanking her for. Recalling his instructions before the dinner, she quickly prepared a thank-you gift and sent it to him.
School, practice building.
Qiu Guangji looked at the freshly-made parts on the stage and said in amazement: "Your previous research direction was actually correct, but you required that the material processing degree must be 100%, which is too demanding. Although your new part has improved the performance by at least 50% over the old one, it is destined not to be popularized."
"No need to popularize it." Ning Kongran collected the parts and put them into the safe, and said calmly: "As long as it can be proved that the path I chose is not wrong." He learned mecha manufacturing not because he liked mechas, but simply because he did not want to follow the path paved by the Ning family.
Qiu Guangji glanced at him and said tentatively: "With your aptitude, you will definitely achieve good results in learning mecha driving."
"It's not appropriate." Ning Kongran shook his head and said, "That would be too conspicuous." There is only one way for children from aristocratic families to learn mecha driving, and that is to enter a military academy and develop in the military in the future. What he wants to do does not allow him to enter the military.
Qiu Guangji also remembered his concerns, sighed, and said, "It seems that I really have no choice but to fight to the death with mecha manufacturing... By the way, the graduation results must be the same three times, to ensure that it is not a probability event. The materials sent by that teacher are only enough for you to complete one part. What are you going to do with the remaining two? Ask that native for them?"
Ning Kongran was silent. He touched the safe and said, "I'll try it myself first to see if I can produce 100% complete materials. If not, I'll ask Georgia for help. I'll add his name to the final results."
"Ah? Add his name?" Qiu Guangji was surprised and said, "Doesn't that mean we can help him graduate from the fifth-year mecha manufacturing course? Isn't that too..." I just processed the materials and didn't participate in the parts design. I always feel like I'm losing out.
Moreover, sharing the results is not as simple as adding a name. For the subsequent patents and profit distribution, once the name is added, a share must also be given.
My friend has been making a lot of money recently, but he is actually willing to give away the profits?
"He helped me find the reason why my research was never successful. He deserves this." Ning Kongran put the box into the space button, looked at his friend, and changed the subject, saying, "Now that we have the results of the course, we can take care of other things in the next few months."
Seeing that he didn't want to talk more about this topic, Qiu Guangji cooperated by raising his arms and stretching his waist, sighing, "Yeah, I can finally relax for a while. It's not easy."
A month passed quickly, Georgia was less and less confused, and his learning progress was getting faster and faster. Finally, before another weekend, he finished sorting out the material knowledge and could start the next stage of learning.
"Starting from next Monday, the class time will be changed to two hours in the morning and four hours in the afternoon. Don't be late." The bearded teacher threw him a new textbook, set the class time, and went offline directly.
Georgia happily accepted the textbook and logged off. Then, she took off her helmet and went around to the study room next door. She ran to Chu Rong, who was reading a document at the desk, and snuggled into his arms, tilting her head and rubbing his chest comfortably.
Chu Rong naturally took back one hand and held him, without moving his eyes away from the document, and asked: "What do you want to eat for dinner? Today you are allowed to have an extra dessert after dinner."
"I want fried rice with vegetables and meat," Georgia replied, twisting her body in his arms and moving her ears. Seeing that he didn't ask any more questions, she finally said, "I can start learning about parts next week."
Chu Rong finally moved his eyes away from the documents, frowned, held down his restless body, and scolded: "Stop rubbing, tell me, what do you want?"
Georgia blushed when her intention was discovered, and whispered, "I, I bought some instruments and parts from Grandpa Ren, and I want to set up a laboratory for myself, right next to your study. Is that okay? I don't want to be too far away from you..." As she spoke, her face turned even redder, and she tried hard to hide her ears in her hair. She felt that she had been too clingy lately, but she didn't want to change.
The beloved is in his arms, and she has such a lovely expression. Even a saint can't stand it, let alone Chu Rong is not a saint.
"Okay, I'll ask the housekeeper to tidy up the room next door, and we'll make room for you there." Chu Rong's voice was a little hoarse, and he restrained himself and hugged him again, then put down the documents, stood up and put him on the ground, saying, "Let's go, let's go eat."
Georgia didn't care about being shy anymore. She looked at his anxious movements in confusion, twitched her ears, and chased him to ask worriedly, "Your temperature seems to have risen again. Are you really not sick? This has happened many times recently..."
"I'm not sick." Chu Rong spread his spiritual power to surround himself, isolating his breath, quickened his pace, and said: "This is a natural reaction when the power is assimilated. Okay, it's time to eat. If you delay any longer, dessert will be cancelled."
Georgia stopped asking questions and quickened her pace, even entering the kitchen before him. She said happily, "I want pudding for dessert, with red beans."
Chu Rong slowed down, responded to him, secretly adjusted his breathing, but couldn't help laughing - what a greedy bald chicken.
Chu Yan, who had returned excitedly to spend the weekend with Georgia, left the living room with a look of idiocy as if struck by lightning. He looked at the housekeeper who came out to greet him and asked dryly, "Does my second brother... laugh often now?"
The old butler smiled but said nothing.
Oh shit...the power of love is so great. He suddenly understood why his eldest brother and sister-in-law insisted on moving back to the separate house and not hanging out with his second brother Georgia. This was to allow his second brother and Georgia to better develop their relationship!
"I'm going to the separate house for the weekend. My sister-in-law must miss me." After realizing this, he turned around immediately and said seriously, "Don't tell my second brother and Qiao that I'm back. I'm leaving. Goodbye!" After saying that, he walked away at a very fast pace without any reluctance.
The old housekeeper watched him leave, turned his head to glance at the vague figure in the direction of the kitchen, and smiled with squinted eyes.
After ten years, this empty and deserted main house is finally bustling again. It’s great.
Retracting her magic power, Georgia nervously looked at Mr. Ren who was quietly waiting behind her and said, "We've sorted it out. Do you want to test it now? Are you sure you don't want to draw a magic circle?"
"No, it's not appropriate to expose the existence of the magic circle now. The second mutation of red tin ore is already amazing enough." Mr. Ren replied, operating the instrument to put the weapon he had just made on the testing instrument, waiting for the test results.
Georgia also looked over and waited nervously.
A full ten minutes passed before the detailed data of the weapon was spit out, and Mr. Ren immediately projected it into the air so that Georgia could watch it with him.
"All are top grade..." Ren Lao quickly scanned the rows of data, and an excitement that he hadn't experienced in a long time rose from his heart. He raised his hand and patted Georgia on the shoulder, and said excitedly: "I knew you could do it. This weapon is well made! Very good!"
Georgia also became happy and asked, "Don't we need to change it? The material of the secondary mutated red tin ore is more suitable for making swords and other weapons, so I still made a giant sword. Will the customer dislike it?"
"Don't worry, he will like it." Mr. Ren looked at him meaningfully, happily put the weapon into the space button, and said, "Let's go to the mecha battle hall, try out the weapon, and record a video to let the customer see the finished product."
The two men moved to the Mecha Battle Hall, opened the room with the highest level of protection, and then called Fan Xiangnan, who happened to be at Chu's house, and asked him to use the most common standard mecha to test the performance of the weapons.
Fan Xiangnan took the order and boarded the mecha. Chu Rong also rushed over after hearing the news and watched from the side.
A one-meter-thick protective plate stood in front of him. Fan Xiangnan operated the mecha, raised the giant sword, and slashed forward with a simple move.
Almost silently, the upper part of the protective plate began to shift from the place where it was scratched, slowly sliding to the ground with a loud bang.
Fan Xiangnan, who was operating the mecha himself, was shocked by the terrifying attack power. He retracted the giant sword, got off the mecha, looked at Chu Rong and said, "I suggest not to sell this weapon. With its attack power, it is easy to cut through the hull of the warship. It is too threatening and not suitable to be left outside."
Chu Rong frowned, and Ren Lao also frowned.
This is indeed a problem. When the strength of a weapon exceeds the average level by too much, it is no longer appropriate to distribute it.
"No, can't I sell it..." Georgia didn't expect this result. She looked at the space button containing the giant sword in Fan Xiangnan's hand with some disappointment and said dejectedly: "Then don't sell it. I'll make some other weapons..."
"You can sell it." Chu Rong suddenly spoke and raised his hand to touch his head.
Georgia's ears immediately perked up and she turned her head to look at him.
Mr. Ren and Fan Xiangnan also looked over, with some disapproval in their eyes.
"Sell this weapon to me." Chu Rong added, then looked at Georgia, rubbed his ears, and said, "Make another weapon that is not so powerful and sell it to customers. It should be only slightly more powerful than other weapons. Can you do it?"
"Sure!" Georgia immediately perked up and said, "Just don't inject magic power into it when forging it! This one is for you. If you like it, I can make another one for you. This time I'll draw a magic circle on it, and it will be more powerful!"
It could be even more powerful... Fan Xiangnan silently suppressed his surprise in his heart. He suddenly felt that he was very lucky to have saved Georgia and to have gained the other party's true trust and dependence on his own leader.
Another month passed, and the new giant sword was produced.
"Only most of the values are special grade." Ren Lao nodded, put away the weapon, handed it to Chu Rong who was waiting on the side, and said, "Go and try it."
Chu Rong took the space button, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from Georgia's forehead, walked up to him and picked him up, then turned and walked towards the mecha battle hall.
Georgia was stunned for a moment, then blushed and hugged his neck, leaning her head on his shoulder.
Mr. Ren, who was watching strongly, said: "..."
Young people nowadays are becoming more and more outrageous!
This time, Chu Rong personally tested the weapon, driving his own black mecha - although he had recovered, the power of the Flesh in Stone had not been completely digested. Using mental power extensively would cause instability in his mental sea, so he was temporarily unable to drive a mecha driven purely by mental power.
The black mecha stood in front of the metal plate and swung the giant sword lightly.
A sharp collision sound was heard, and a very deep crack appeared on the metal. It looked terrible, but in comparison, it was clear that the attack power of this weapon was much worse than the previous one.
Chu Rong was satisfied. He got off the mecha and handed the weapon to Fan Xiangnan, indicating that the weapon could be sold. When Fan Xiangnan was about to leave to find Master Ren, he stopped him and told him, "Sell it in the name of Master Ren's apprentice. This is how all weapons sold by Georgia should be handled in the future."
"Yes." Fan Xiangnan responded, smiled at Georgia beside him, and went out to communicate with Mr. Ren first.
After he left, Georgia finally couldn't hold back and rushed towards Chu Rong, and asked happily: "Did I make money?"
"Yes." Chu Rong hugged him back, curled his lips, and showed a very faint smile on his face, saying: "You are very good, I will reward you with another batch of parts, I will let Mr. Ren prepare them for you."
Georgia stared blankly at the corner of his mouth that turned up, and then she tiptoed on top of him, raised her arms to hook them around his neck, and gave him a kiss.
Chu Rong's body froze, and Georgia was also stunned after the kiss, leaning back stiffly with her eyes wide open.
Well……
The air seemed to freeze, and the two of them maintained the posture of hugging each other, you looked at me, I looked at you, and then both fixed our eyes on each other's lips.
Georgia pursed her lips unconsciously, her ears moving restlessly, not understanding why she suddenly kissed Chu Rong, but when she glanced at Chu Rong's thin lips, she couldn't help blushing, her heart pounding fast.
White, white-haired monster's lips are so pretty...
"You..." Chu Rong tightened his hand supporting his back, lowered his head and moved closer to him, his eyes became deep, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Georgia, you should know that kissing lips and kissing other places have completely different meanings."
Georgia leaned back unconsciously, feeling that his voice and breath were particularly alluring at this moment. Her thoughts were in a mess, and the image of her father kissing her mother suddenly popped up in her mind. She also suddenly remembered the image of herself kissing the little white rabbit. Her feet, which had been standing on tiptoe, finally couldn't bear it anymore. Her body tilted after touching the ground, and then she suddenly came back to her senses, as if she was frightened. She pushed Chu Rong away, turned around and ran away with her head smoking.
Chu Rong watched him run away, raised his hand to touch his lips, squinted his eyes, and took a step to catch up - the chicken seemed to be cooked and could be taken out of the pot.
The two of them played hide-and-seek in the main house, one running and the other catching, which made the others' mouths twitch. They felt more and more that they could not stay in this main house anymore and they had to move out as soon as possible!
Finally Georgia ran to her laboratory and locked herself inside.
Even rabbits will bite when they are cornered, let alone Georgia, a thin-skinned bald chicken.
Uncle Chu was in a good mood, so he was patient. He stopped teasing him and knocked on the door and said, "Come out before dinner and don't refuse to eat. If you don't listen, I will tear down this door."
Georgia, who was leaning against the door and still in embarrassment, threw herself on the sofa in the room and covered her head with a pillow, pretending not to hear anything. All kinds of thoughts were jumping around in her mind. She vaguely realized that she seemed to have something in common with the white-haired monster, but when she thought about it carefully, she didn't quite understand.
As I was thinking about this, I fell asleep unconsciously.
Uncle Chu, in a good mood, went to the kitchen himself and prepared a large table of Georgia's favorite food. He looked at the time, and when dinner time came, he immediately went to the laboratory and knocked on the door. As expected, he got no response for a long time. He curled the corners of his mouth, took out the key he had asked the housekeeper for in advance, and opened the door easily.
The room was very quiet. There was a small figure lying on the sofa with a pillow in his arms.
He moved closer quietly and saw that Georgia was actually asleep on the sofa. He squinted his eyes, bent down and raised his hand to push his bangs aside, then pressed his soft lips with his fingers and lowered his head.
Georgia was awakened by the harassment. She opened her eyes dazedly and looked at Chu Rong's handsome face for a few seconds in confusion. Then she suddenly woke up and thought of something. She pressed Chu Rong's chest and flexibly turned around to push him onto the sofa. She leaned her forehead against his, and her magic power surged out. She asked anxiously, "How are you? Is the rage stable? The potion - eh?"
He stepped back, frowned at his hands, gathered some magic power and shook them, his ears twitching in confusion.
The magic power seems to have... reached a higher level? What happened? The storage ring seems to have expanded its space again.
He looked around again and felt that the room he was in looked familiar. Some of the small parts on the table seemed familiar as well, but he could not remember when he had known these things.
What happened...
His brows were knitted into knots, and he looked at the storage ring with the expanded space again. He felt that something seemed to be wrong inside. After scanning it twice, he finally found something. His body stiffened, and he stood up in surprise and said, "Where is the Meat in the Stone? Why is it gone?" How could he cure the white-haired monster without the Meat in the Stone?
Oh, right, the white-haired monster!
He panicked and looked at Chu Rong in front of him again. Seeing that he was looking at him with a strange expression, he became more and more anxious. He raised his hand to touch his forehead and asked, "How do you feel? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Why can't I sense your mental power? Is your rage over?"
"It's over long ago."
Chu Rong, who had seen all his reactions, had a bad guess in his mind. He raised his hand and pulled down his hand, sat up straight and looked into his eyes, and asked coldly, "Bald Chicken, do you remember what we were doing just now?"
"do what?
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