White peach flavored robot
The speed of time flow on planet C0124 is not much different from that on Blue Star. The wooden signs that Wen Ling made for the potato garden and lettuce garden have been inserted into the soil. The two wooden signs are printed with the paw prints of Hicks and Kosice respectively.
The chubby paw prints on the wooden sign make the sign look childish.
The lettuce garden has already produced some tender green seedlings. When you see the seedlings have three or four true leaves, you can start thinning them out. Remove the overly soft seedlings to leave enough room for the stronger ones to grow.
Wen Ling squatted down and touched these wet and tender seedlings. These were all planted by herself. It would be a pity to throw them away.
Wen Ling gently pulled out the light green lettuce leaves, shook off the moist soil at the roots, and then placed them in the small basket next to her.
The lettuce seedlings are so cute, of course I choose to make soup tonight~
After Wen Ling divided the seedlings into sections, the sun was already directly overhead. The soft little face was already sweaty, and the wet sweat flowed down the red little face to the white neck, wetting the collar of the shirt.
"My dear little master, your body temperature has risen sharply. To prevent you from getting a heat stroke, Ling Ling recommends that you go back to the house and rest now."
Wen Ling nodded randomly and hummed a few times, but her hands did not stop moving. Seeing that her suggestions did not seem to have much effect, Ling Ling did not say anything more.
He just stretched out his robotic arm, slowly pulled up the lettuce seedlings with a small clamp, and put them into the small basket next to him.
"Okay!" After Wen Ling planted the last green leaf seedling in the soil, she stood up excitedly and patted the broken soil on her body. Then she grabbed the small basket and walked into the house holding Lingling's small clamp mechanical arm.
"Lingling, thank you. I'll use white peach-scented engine oil to maintain your car tomorrow, okay?" Wen Ling gently pinched Lingling's robotic hand with her slender white fingertips, asking the little robot about its preferences as if she was acting coquettishly.
"White peach flavor?" Ling Ling repeated it and hummed softly. What does a white peach taste like?
Lingling has never used limited-flavor motor oil to maintain his body. For an ordinary household robot worth only 10,000 star coins, it is too luxurious.
It had only seen more advanced robots using that kind of thing from behind the glass window when they left the factory.
A small question mark appeared on the Lingling electronic screen. Could such an ordinary and cheap robot really let its little master do this for it?
Thinking of this, Ling Ling tugged at Wen Ling's clothes with his little mechanical claws. He looked up at a round electronic screen, and his eyes simulated a round shape.
"My little master, limited edition engine oil is too expensive, I can just use the ordinary one." It was already very satisfied with the ordinary one. It knew that some of its companions had never even experienced an engine oil maintenance from the time they left the factory to the time they were scrapped.
It already knew that the little master was a very gentle person, and his gentleness had caused its central processing unit to become somewhat blocked. It did not have a mechanical heart, but it knew that it could not be so greedy.
"You can't refuse, Lingling." Wen Ling said casually, "I like the little mushroom robot with a nice smell.
"Who's willing to become a sweet white peach-scented robot for me?" Wen Ling walked in front, never letting go of Ling Ling's little mechanical claws.
Hearing Wen Ling's question, Ling Ling made the fastest move in his mechanical career and immediately raised the other mechanical paw that was not held by Wen Ling.
"It's me! I'm the little master's favorite sweet little robot!"
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C0124, Southwest Mountains.
The traces of wild beasts in the mountains and forests have almost disappeared, and the mountain beasts that once dominated here have almost been slaughtered.
Moss's dark green eyes almost merged with the night. There were pools of blood under his feet, and the blood dyed the ground dark red, but only his body was clean as before.
"Are you all ready?" Moss didn't look back. He heard a rustling sound behind him.
"Yeah." There are only two weeks left until the "next month" that the princess mentioned. Even though he has been waiting alone on this planet for hundreds of years, his heart is not moved at all.
Why did he feel that the remaining fourteen days were so long?
Fourteen days, three hundred and thirty-six hours...
Can “next month” come sooner?
Moss lowered his eyes and looked down at his palm, then slowly raised his arm and placed his palm on his atrium, feeling his heartbeat gradually accelerating.
I'm really looking forward to it.
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