Chapter 491 Chapter 491 Do you want to eat one too?
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The little guy stood on tiptoe and looked at Huo Ke who was sleeping soundly.
Get well soon.
Dad looked so sad.
Momo didn't want his father to be so sad.
The little mushroom cub blinked and looked quietly at Huo Ke in front of him.
The doctor was about to come back to his senses and continue filling in the relevant data when he vaguely saw the white powder coming out of the little guy.
He was stunned for a moment and touched his chin thoughtfully.
About two hours later, Gu Liuming came and took the little guy away.
Other unions originally wanted to do something to shake the position of the Jingshen Union.
But the prerequisite for doing these things is that Gu Liuming’s condition is not good.
In today's meeting, Gu Liuming's relaxed demeanor still made people feel intimidated.
Of course, the bulk of the resources in the final regional copy still belong to the Jingshen Guild, which means that in two days, Gu Liuming will lead the team out and leave the little guy inside the guild.
This is the safest place for the little cubs.
However, the little guy didn't quite understand what it meant for his father to go out to challenge the regional dungeon, and he didn't ask when his father would be back.
Gu Liuming just said something and he responded obediently.
Qin Wenhao and Ming Sang will both remain within the union.
This regional copy is not small and is very urgent, so Gu Liuming has to bring several good players from the guild.
These two days will be very busy.
“You can take a walk around the union.”
Gu Liuming touched the little guy's head and said.
"The area of the Jingshen Guild is quite large."
Even if we go out for eight or nine days, the little one still can't finish the tour.
Moreover, Gu Liuming was a little hesitant about bringing this little guy back, as he didn't know what the union members' attitudes were towards this little guy.
But it only took two days.
Gu Liuming had already seen it——
These guys say on the surface that it’s not good, they don’t like it, and they don’t want it - but in reality they are very honest in their actions.
Gu Liuming doesn't have to worry about this anymore.
Gu Liuming looked down at the time. The moon was already high above his head. It was time to go to bed.
In fact, it is still early for Gu Liuming.
In the past, not only was his meal time unstable, but his sleeping time was also quite unstable.
But at this moment, in Gu Liuming's study, there were several books lying quietly on the table that Qin Wenhao borrowed from the library about how to raise a cub.
As written above, sleeping time at night is a critical period for children's development.
You must get enough rest so that you can develop and grow smoothly in all aspects.
After reading it, Gu Liuming agreed with it deeply.
He looked at his tiny cub.
Decisively carry the little mushroom baby to the bed.
"sleep."
After sleeping with the little guy these days, Gu Liuming has become a little accustomed to it.
The little mushroom cub of this age is much smaller than ordinary cubs. When it leans sideways in his arms, it looks like a cute little doll, with its little head tilted back, blinking its green eyes at him.
“Dad, Dad—”
He began his evening routine.
Gu Liuming looked at the chatterbox and asked.
"What happened today?"
"Are Grandpa Huo and the others sick?"
The little guy gestured.
"Why do they have to be locked up? They don't like being locked up, and Momo doesn't like being locked up either—"
In the past, the little guy was also locked in that room full of sunshine.
There is rarely any opportunity for free movement.
And everyone I met today was a good person.
The little mushroom cub thought that good people should not be locked up like this.
Gu Liuming was silent for a moment.
"They are sick and are receiving treatment."
As he said that, he touched the little guy's head again.
"These are things that adults should worry about. Children, don't worry too much. You won't grow taller. Go to sleep."
Gu Liuming lay on his side, supporting his head with his hand, touching the little guy's head and gently pulling his hair.
It is also thin and soft, and feels a little malnourished.
"oh."
The little mushroom cub made an "oh" sound and leaned obediently in his father's arms.
But within seconds.
"Dad, Dad, Dad—Can Momo be active in the union tomorrow?"
"Okay, but whether you're in the guild or going out, don't be alone."
"Momo knows, Momo is a smart little mushroom."
If the little guy had a tail, his tail would be wagging.
But even without a tail, this dreamy little mushroom can still happily shake its fungus ring.
Seeing the little guy's confidence growing a little thanks to him, Gu Liuming sneered a little amusedly, but encouraged him: "Yes, Momo is a smart little mushroom."
I hope his baby can say the same thing when he needs to train and learn at the same time.
The little fellow is like a soft cricket pupa who doesn't know what his father is thinking.
I don't know what I remembered: "Dad, Dad——"
Gu Liuming: ...
Why is this little guy talking so much?
Gu Liuming closed his eyes, pretending he couldn't hear, and pulled up the quilt with his other hand, suddenly sandwiching the little guy in his arms between the pillow, quilt and his body, covering him tightly, and reaching out to pinch his little mouth.
Little mushroom cub:?
"sleep."
Gu Liuming spoke with his eyes closed. After he finished speaking, he opened one eye and observed the little guy with only one eye.
"Or should I tell you a bedtime story? But it seems most bedtime stories for children are fairy tales?"
Gu Liuming had some understanding of where the little guy originally lived, but he was not quite sure. He said something with a little uncertainty.
The little mushroom cub with pointed ears was held tightly by his father. He was originally whimpering in the quilt, but now he was well-behaved and leaned obediently in Gu Liuming's arms.
The voice was muffled: "Good night, Dad."
Gu Liuming pulled the quilt down a little and said.
"Good night, baby."
Good night, daddy's little chatterbox.
Here the father is loving and the son is filial.
The other places are not so warm.
Let’s not talk about the monsters that have already arrived near Changmu City, let’s talk about the Haoyue Guild Rest Building in Changmu City.
Li Yu looked at the ceiling with his eyes open, full of energy.
After a moment he sat up suddenly.
No, I can’t sleep at all!
Li Yu, who had been troubled by insomnia for many years, began to think seriously about the possibility of that little cub knocking him down again.
But at this point in time...
He checked the time, thought about Gu Liuming's temper, and finally collapsed in the messy bedding, mumbling, "I want to sleep so badly!!!"
This shout woke up the psychic in the room near him - after all, psychics are inherently more sensitive.
At this moment, one or two of them looked at the wall blankly - if you want to sleep, just sleep, why are you howling?
Even if you are the president, you disturb our rest like this——
"Why?!"
Li Yu's voice became louder, as if he had discovered something strange.
"Why do I have so many bumps on my head?"
The few psychics who had rolled up their sleeves and were about to argue with Li Yu:...
you do not say--
Li Yu was not only dragged back by the psychic who went with him.
They tried every possible means to wake Li Yu up.
Li Yu’s head was almost plowed twice on the ground of their Haoyue Guild.
Of course, for fear that the boss would cause trouble for others, almost everyone in the union participated.
At this moment, the suddenly guilty psychics quietly lay back in their beds—
What?
The president howled in the middle of the night?
No, right?
I didn’t hear it!
*
Early the next morning.
Gu Liuming is about to go to the trade union.
The little guy woke up much later than Gu Liuming.
At this moment, he was wearing pajamas and rubbing his eyes as he went downstairs. He saw Ming Sang and Qin Wenhao who were already waiting downstairs.
Ming Sang waved at him with a big smile on his face - oh, his eyes were like emerald green gems, and they were wet and moist like little mushroom cubs!
so cute--
Directly hit Ming Sang's cute spot.
"Mo Mo!"
He said hello.
"There's milk to drink today. When I came back yesterday, I heard they saw a bison with a calf. It looked different than a zombie. I went to check it out last night and brought back some milk. It passed the test."
milk?
The little mushroom cub walked down with a clatter.
Of course there is milk in the fairy tale world.
But that is not something that ordinary people or people of status like Little Mushroom Baby can drink.
"Brother Mingsang, you are so awesome."
The little guy looked at the milk on the table, and there seemed to be little stars in his eyes.
"I've prepared some snacks for today," Qin Wenhao added. "They're made with this milk. I'll put a small bag in it for you to carry and eat whenever you're hungry."
"Thank you, Uncle Qin."
The little guy raised his head obediently and looked at Qin Wenhao.
In fact, the guild was initially a bit reluctant about the idea of going on a temporary mission.
Just for this little guy.
Moreover, it is just a vague clue. Not to mention whether a cow with a calf can still produce milk, if the cow is severely transformed into a zombie, it will be impossible to eat it after taking it back. It is simply a waste of time and resources.
It seemed that they were about to go to a very important regional copy.
Logically speaking, all their energy should be focused here instead of looking for milk.
But this little guy went around in circles within the union.
Things have changed.
When Gu Liuming received the news, he originally planned to wait until the little guy fell asleep and then go check it out himself.
But before he could coax the little guy to sleep, guys like Ming Sang and Qin Wenhao had already gone out and didn't come back until late at night.
After all, in a world like this—
Qin Wenhao and Ming Sang were both paying attention to the expression of the little guy who held the cup. Seeing him purse the white beard around his lips, his eyes lit up and their expressions softened instantly.
In such circumstances, in such a world.
If you don't find some way to distract yourself - it's really easy for people with special abilities to go crazy.
The little guy didn't realize this. After coming to the new world, he was full of energy every day.
Soon, Qin Wenhao and Ming Sang took him to find his father.
He carried a small black and white shoulder bag around his waist, which contained a small cake specially made for him by the chef.
He was tilting his little head back and listening to Qin Wenhao speak.
"I'm having trouble eating breakfast these past few days. I feel groggy. Is this carbon monoxide poisoning?"
Ming Sang was walking beside the little guy: "You simply eat too much. When you eat too much, you become lazy and don't want to move."
The little guy tilted his head in confusion: "Didn't you eat well this morning?"
The two of them instantly looked at the little cub.
"People with special abilities already live upside down lives. We're used to not eating in the morning."
"But Momo, don't learn from me. Eat well and grow taller."
But Brother Mingsang obviously also needs to grow taller.
The little guy looked at the small cake in his bag.
As luck would have it, as they walked into the union gate, they were greeted by Ban Zhong, who looked like he hadn't slept all night and had a sullen face.
When he saw the little guy, Ban Zhong paused for a moment, then raised his head and prepared to leave without looking back.
Ban Zhong smelled the sweet scent in the little guy's bag.
So I took a look at the little guy's waist bag.
Ban Zhong greeted Qin Wenhao and was about to walk over when he heard the little guy's crisp voice: "Uncle, have you had breakfast?"
What? Breakfast?
Banjong didn't react and looked down at the little cub.
Although his expression was very sour, he instinctively replied: "No."
The little guy noticed Ban Zhong glanced at his bag and unzipped it.
"Uncle, do you want to eat one too?" He added, "It's not good to skip breakfast."
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