Chapter 78: Tatami Story
"Uh..." Ming Chong's brain suddenly got stuck. For a moment, he really couldn't figure out what to do when the guy he liked appeared.
...Would it be too presumptuous to just say that our armors are fused?
The curious one curiously peeked at the auspicious leaves planted by Ming Chong, as if they would wait here forever if he didn't reply. The human-machine feeling was very strong.
"You..." He had just said one word when I looked at him with my eyes lighting up.
Oh, it’s still triggered.
"Want to go fishing with me?" Ming Chong blurted out this sentence without hesitation. He felt that the grass growing in his heart could run horses.
MD, I was wrong. As soon as I saw a familiar face in the pet encyclopedia, I remembered looking for Milotic.
Forget it, Milotic is also considered a fish...
"Okay!" He smiled and nodded, and his round eyes became curved and sparkling again, but they were not narrowed into slits.
Ming Chong: Awesome, his eyes are so big.
After making eye contact, the two men suddenly linked arms like brothers and walked towards the coastline together - mainly because Ming Chong couldn't help but put his arm around her shoulder as they walked.
There's no way around it, he's at least a head taller than me! My hand just reaches his shoulder, and it's so easy and convenient to put it there.
After leaving Mefukuju, Katsuragi turned around and found that the curious man was gone. He wanted to take him to Niwa Hisahide's house to familiarize himself with the way, but he couldn't just leave him there since he was unfamiliar with the place.
I happened to pass by the shelf where Ming Chong kept his potted plants and saw the figure of the curious person. Before I could say anything, the two of them walked away.
“…”
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That's fine, at least I know the person is not lost. Waiting for Chong to bring the person back, then going to Niwa's house will be the same.
I just hope that Chong can be more careful, that's not really a souvenir for him!!!
What's more, the curious person might have a head injury and even lost his memory. If something happens, it will be bad for that unfortunate child A Chong to be misunderstood...
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"My name is Qingqizhe, what's yours?" He was a little uncomfortable when someone put their arm around his shoulder at first, but he quickly accepted it, thinking it was a sign of intimacy.
However, it is not good for the other party to just get close to him. For the doll, exchanging names is the first step to becoming close.
"Ming Chong, I'm from Liyue. Just call me Ah Chong." Ming Chong said lazily, almost putting all his weight on the curious one. "Ouzi, do you know any other puppets that look like you? I used to have one."
The curious one shook his head and said gently, "You can't support me. Master Katsuragi said that I must live in Niwa's house."
"Ah... Ah, Chong, how did you find out that I'm a puppet?"
"I can tell." Ming Chong pretended to be profound. "Ouzi, you are new to the world, so it's normal for you not to understand. There are many fake people among humans. Experienced people can easily see through your identity after seeing so many of them."
"Ah..." The curious person couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Are pseudo-humans the same as me?"
Ming Chong actually thought about it, creating a doll and giving it life. But because it was born blank, it was corrupted by unreasonable and unreasonable people, street scammers, and rude drivers...
I was horrified by what I had imagined in my head. "No, don't say such terrible things. Fake people are not good things. In short, don't learn from them."
After saying this, Ming Chong made another discovery.
Hey, this is also a development-type companion doll.
"Oh, okay..." The curious person seemed to understand but still nodded, feeling a little disappointed.
On the way, Ming Chong gave a detailed description of the classification of humans and pseudo-humans. Of course, there was no professionalism, and the abstract metaphors came to mind.
for example--
"Ouzi, humans can't be simply defined by appearance and body structure. Have you ever seen stones on the roadside? With polishing and grinding, they can all become works of art. They won't be ugly at all."
"But some stones don't want to be polished, preferring to remain in their original state. But nothing remains constant. Even rocks are weathered and worn away. Over time, they are worn into pits and holes by the world... Those are fake people."
for example--
"In addition to stone, clay can also be made into handicrafts. Shaping is the most difficult process, followed by firing and forming. However, such handicrafts need to be well maintained, as they are very fragile..."
He said a lot of balabala, which satisfied Mingchong's desire to teach others. He didn't expect that there would be a day when he would have to teach others.
Not to mention, just follow Albedo’s example of using handicrafts, and the style will be instantly improved.
I don’t know how much people took it in. Looking at the good boy, he seemed to be listening quite seriously. Regardless of anything else, he said he felt great.
"Firing...what if we don't get the desired result?" asked the curious one.
Ming Chong felt that he only had a few ideas in his mind, so he could only speak vaguely, "Then *@￡%■§..."
The curious one clenched his hands nervously, as if he felt that what he said was not very nice, "Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly."
——I can’t do it anymore.
I suddenly felt weighed down by guilt.
——Ah, it was me who made the strange guy a little shorter.
I can only hope that the doll is of better quality and won't have uneven shoulders. He will pray for Ouzai, Amen.
"Is there something wrong with what I said?" The strange man quickly helped Ming Chong to stand up, and it seemed that he wanted to apologize again.
“…No.” Ming Chong opened his mouth, and his mind went around in circles for a long time before he could finally utter a few words.
"If the firing result is not ideal, it should be sold at a lower price, right? Regardless of the color or appearance, it will be much cheaper, that would really be--" Big sale, a godsend opportunity.
This thought popped up in Ming Chong's mind, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what he did. He couldn't think of any other excuse for a while.
“Really…?”
"marvelous."
"Eh? Really?"
Wow, he believed it immediately.
"Of course!" Ming Chong's self-confidence grew. "Such a work can enter thousands of households. There will always be people who like it. It just needs to wait for those who will appreciate it."
After saying this, Ming Chong nodded with satisfaction, feeling that this statement was quite philosophical.
Whether they like the color, are glad that they can afford it because of some flaws, or simply because of the price, there will always be someone who likes it.
The curious person didn't know what he was thinking, shaking his head from side to side. If you listened carefully, you could hear a soft murmur:
"Drip, drip, tap, drip, drip, tap—"
It must be because he can't sing.
Ming Chong turned his head and secretly suppressed his laughter, he was very sure of this.
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Arriving at the beach empty-handed, Ming Chong naturally invited those who were curious to follow him into the water to fish.
It's so nice to be a teacher without even having to explain it! Ming Chong was so moved that he almost burst into tears.
He is the best at slacking off.
"A Chong, is this also a fish?" The curious person grabbed the long creature that was still curled up and swaying in the air with curiosity.
At first glance I thought it was a snake.
"It's an eel!" Ming Chong's eyes lit up, "I heard it's very difficult to catch!" When he was in the desert, he didn't like to eat dry food, he just wanted to eat fresh and hot food.
Without the life-extending thousand-layer pastry produced by Youfei, only the improved version of [Secret Fragrance Meat Ball] can be used as dry food and is delicious.
However, Ming Chong could not accept the original ingredient in the recipe [■■ meat]. A lot of it could be obtained by killing [flying snakes], but it was obtained from the undigested stomach.
Even he who can chew bricks accepts incompetence.
Nashida helped improve the ingredients into the meat of the [Quicksand Eel], which is also a type of eel.
Whenever they stopped to rest, either Senor, Gabriel, or occasionally Murtada, would take turns catching the [Quicksand Eels].
As for Ming Chong?
He usually sits back to back with Nashida. You know, Jade sometimes has to follow Tirzad to collect firewood, but no one dares to let the grass god work, right?
Nashida would occasionally feel embarrassed and want to help, but Ming Chong would suppress her. It was so funny. Now that Nashida was gone, how could he still be lazy?
And if Nashida really went to collect firewood, the god who already had no dignity would seem even easier to bully.
In the entire team, Ming Chong was the only one who dared to fight with Nashida. As time went on, the two scholars who had no idea about his background had no objections.
Şebele is used to taking care of Mingchong, but Seno simply hopes that he will behave himself.
The great disciplinary officer knew one thing: when there was no danger, the biggest danger was the clear threat!
I've gone off topic. Anyway, Ming Chong didn't just run back and shout "Brother, I'm hungry, food is coming", it was all thanks to the [Secret Fragrant Meat Ball].
Even Murtada was worried that if he didn't catch the Quicksand Eel, he would rather die than eat it. He would complain every time he caught one, but even after complaining, he would still go next time if he was asked to...
Ming Chong sometimes wondered what kind of image he held in his mind.
Supernatural powers?
——Refers to stealing the grass god.
Bad personality?
——Refers to playing Murtada’s arrogant words back and forth in Xumi City for the whole morning.
Spoiled?
——It means that when traveling in a hurry, he is usually asked to carry it on his back.
“…”
Well, it looks a bit difficult to survive alone.
Ming Chong rolled up his sleeves, full of confidence, "Alright! Let me give it a try! Just how hard can it be to catch!!!"
The curious person nodded. It looked like a good thing. He smiled happily and said, "There are a lot of them over there."
As he said this, he carefully pulled a fish out of the hole, as if he had taken the fish away before the water could react.
Ming Chong's eyes lit up when he saw it! Offshore version of whack-a-mole——
Pull out the eel!!!
“I want to catch fish this way too!!!”
Ming Chong approached the eel nest with great ambition, but he didn't bend down yet.
Scare—scare—
The eels retreated.
“…”
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Unaware of the danger, the inquisitor whispered, "Have they returned home?"
"No." Ming Chong shook his head, then suddenly his eyes flashed with ferocity as he declared fiercely, "They're dead."
——If you don’t want to play with me, then don’t play.
All, all, Xinai (breaking voice)——!!!
——Steal it for me!
xin——
A flash of white light passed by, and the shallows were lifted up in an instant. The eel nest was instantly scattered, and each [Vine-patterned Land Eel] was broken into pieces.
"Wow—" The curious person exclaimed in amazement, not realizing what was happening until the blood spread in the water, and then he realized that he seemed to be angry out of shame.
"Let's go! Ouzai, let's go find another place to catch eels!" Ming Chong clenched his fists with high morale. "It must be this nest of eels. It's not a good place!"
"Why else would they run away when they see me?"
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