The old man would probably have been intimidated by the jelly bridge and thought he could never cross it.
But perhaps the cubs are truly magical; after eating what the cubs gave me...
After letting that warm current flow through my entire body...
The old man thought the jelly bridge in front of him was nothing special.
It seems that you can easily get across with just a light jump or hop.
The old man thought it through and did it; he's always been someone who dares to think and act.
Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to build his empire in modeling and drawing step by step at a young age.
These jellies were so huge and so light that even if the old man lay on them, there would still be room for him.
With a lightness and agility he had never imagined, the old man easily crossed the jelly bridge that had once seemed like an insurmountable barrier to him.
The old man was still somewhat bewildered even after he reached the other side.
He looked at his legs, then at the jelly bridge in front of him.
Was that him just now?
For a moment, he even felt as if he had returned to the best time of his youth.
The old man looked at his grandson on the other side of the bridge in disbelief.
Mu Ze nodded to the old man, a smile playing on his lips.
The old man looked down at the cane in his hand, and slowly, he put down the cane that had been with him for over 50 years. He jumped, jumped, slipped, jumped again, and once more...
He crossed the bridge again!!!
For a moment, the old man seemed to be addicted to the game, and the little boy watched with wide eyes as his grandfather jumped from one side to the other, and from the other side to the other, having a great time.
Cub: ...! ! ?
Finally, the cub couldn't bear to watch any longer and hugged the old man's leg tightly.
There's another surprise for Grandpa coming up, Bao!!
"Grandpa, Grandpa, there's more behind us, no spicy food, no spicy food."
The old man then seemed to realize something, "Right, right, right, right, right! I came here to check the results, what kind of talk is this?!"
The old man blushed, a rare occurrence for him, but the pleasure he felt from being in good health was unforgettable; the feeling of having his arm at his side was simply wonderful.
The old man rubbed his face, barely managing to suppress his radiant expression as he followed the two men ahead.
But the further he went, the more the old man felt that his trip today had been worthwhile.
The old man was having a blast in this amusement park.
If ordinary modeling is only for viewing, then this model of the cub and his grandson can be said to be both for viewing and for interaction.
The old man was having so much fun he didn't want to leave, but in the end, remembering his position as an authoritative mentor, he maintained a serious expression and pointed out a few of the biggest shortcomings he could see.
Or perhaps it's just a slight regret.
However, regardless of the circumstances, although this model wasn't completely finished, it was already considered the number one masterpiece in the old man's mind.
After much back and forth, the old man was still reluctant to leave the jelly bridge. In the end, he hopped back and forth on the jelly bridge several times before finally agreeing to leave.
The old man originally thought that once he left the world of the painting, his mental strength and physical condition would return to normal.
After all, the characteristics granted by modeling are merely a special kind of energy enhancement.
It's like playing a holographic game where you can control a character to jump 3 meters high, but in reality, you'd probably struggle to even do a push-up.
However, the blueprints built by the cubs and Mu Ze are clearly different.
The old man came out and went back to his room to do his routine check-up.
When I discovered that my mental state had somewhat recovered, I was so surprised that I couldn't even speak.
Although my body is still somewhat weak and powerless, that is my spiritual sea!!
A mental ocean that renders countless professional knowledge helpless!
This picture?
The old man tested it again and again.
Yes, yes, it's still that number!
It's practically healthy!
Could it be...?
The old man immediately called his private doctor for a check-up.
As expected,
"Grandpa, what kind of folk remedy did you use, or did you find some particularly skilled healer? How did you recover so much all at once?"
The doctor was both happy for the old man and curious.
Another patient had the same condition; if...
The old man shook his head repeatedly.
"It cannot be said, it cannot be said, it cannot be said now."
In the future,
It's definitely impossible to hide.
They are truly a force to be reckoned with; their potential is limitless.
The old man's eyes were full of light.
Perhaps he can do more than we imagine.
Afterwards, the old man secretly spoke separately with the cub and Mu Ze.
Sure enough, his grandson had only a superficial understanding of the cub's mental abilities.
The cub was quite proud that it could help its grandfather.
The old man affectionately patted the cub's head; having this apprentice was truly the greatest blessing of his life.
but,
"Will this affect the baby's health?"
Especially in the later stages, if you want to unlock new maps, then to maintain this characteristic, that special spiritual sea food is indispensable.
The cub shook its little head wildly.
"It won't beep, it won't beep, put your mental energy in, store it."
After a while,
Come out by yourself!
The cub described, in a haphazard and awkward manner, the method for making the infinite special spiritual sea food that the system had taught her.
Although the old man only half understood what he was hearing, his eyes lit up once a line of thought was opened up to him.
Good idea, good idea! Why didn't he think of that before?
That's right, that's how it is.
Seeing the old man muttering to himself, the cub knew that Shi Hu had once again become absorbed in his own world.
The cub wasn't impatient; it just sat quietly and obediently to the side, playing with its own fingers.
When the old man turned around again and saw the cub, his heart softened terribly.
"My little one, my sweet little one! Here, do you want some mung bean cake?"
The old man skillfully pulled a small pastry from under the table.
He was never a big eater.
I also don't like my private space to be cluttered with random things.
But ever since the cub became his student, his office and studio have been filled with these kinds of snacks.
The cubs' eyes lit up when they saw these.
The chubby little hand accepted it with utmost reverence.
"Thank you, Grandpa!"
The old man watched with loving eyes as the little cub waddled away.
He thought about this competition.
Perhaps we don't need to worry anymore.
However, things don't always go as smoothly as they seem.
The old man looked at the report in his hand, furious.
"Impossible! There will absolutely be no problem with my grandson's art exhibition!"
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