The matter of the invaders has not been completely resolved, and the lords continued to maintain their previous team formations that night.
No sooner had Yang Mei and her group left than Sheng Qingyang arrived with a sleeping bag on his back, the timing was perfect.
As Zhao Xiaoxiu led the person home, she looked up and asked curiously, "Sister Sheng, were you waiting here all along?"
Sheng Qingyang smiled without saying a word.
Zhao Xiaoxiu took this as tacit agreement, and her little face showed amazement: "Sister Sheng, you are so amazing! You can use a knife and hide yourself. Do you know ninjutsu?"
Sheng Qingyang shook his head. "I don't know ninjutsu, but I know how to use a sword. Do you want to learn?"
Without waiting for Zhao Xiaoxiu's reply, he continued with a generous smile and said, "I can teach you."
"Really?" Zhao Xiaoxiu's interest was instantly piqued.
Even Zhao Gang looked over, alarm bells ringing in his mind, feeling that someone was trying to steal his cub's attention.
Sheng Qingyang seemed oblivious to Zhao Gang's wariness, or perhaps she sensed it but didn't care.
He reached out and ruffled Zhao Xiaoxiu's hair, his tone serious: "Really, if you want to learn."
"Do I need to pay tuition?" Zhao Xiaoxiu asked expectantly, clearly already tempted.
While firearms are very useful, if you learn another skill to complement them, you'll be virtually invincible when fighting in the wild.
Sheng Qingyang shook his head. "You don't need to pay tuition, but I have one condition."
Zhao Xiaoxiu immediately perked up her little ears, ready to listen carefully.
Sheng Qingyang put down his sleeping bag, turned around and half-squatted down, trying to look the little one in front of him at eye level. His expression turned serious, and he said, word by word:
“If you’re going to learn, you have to learn it to the end. You can’t give up halfway, or I won’t teach you.”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaoxiu's initial excitement gradually cooled down.
It's easy to say you can't give up halfway, but it's not so simple to actually do it.
Seeing her stunned, Sheng Qingyang smiled gently, "It's okay, you can think about it again carefully."
"Goodnight." Zhao Gang picked up the child and went upstairs.
Seeing his wary look, Sheng Qingyang chuckled helplessly, packed his sleeping bag, turned off the flashlight, and went to sleep.
Upstairs in the bedroom, the lights were off, but Zhao Xiaoxiu was lying in bed without sleeping, her eyes darting around in the darkness.
"I don't know how someone so young can have so many thoughts," Zhao Gang wondered to himself.
"dad."
A tiny finger poked Zhao Gang's stiff arm. He turned to look at the cub with its bright, sparkling eyes. "Hungry?"
Zhao Xiaoxiu shook her head to indicate that she wasn't hungry, and asked in a low voice, "What did Aunt Yang Mei mean by hiring someone for some kind of mission?"
Zhao Gang: "It's just a task to earn points. Once you finish it, you can install solar energy equipment."
Upon hearing about solar energy equipment, Zhao Xiaoxiu excitedly jumped up, sat in front of her father, and patted his face with her little hands, "Really? Really?"
The child's hands were small, but they were surprisingly strong. Zhao Gang frowned as he removed the two little hands from his face and responded with a soft "hmm".
"Yay!" Zhao Xiaoxiu jumped up happily. She would have electricity soon!
"Dad, I want to watch TV, buy a refrigerator, use a water heater, and install lights in all the rooms..."
The little guy excitedly talked about what he would do after the electricity came on, and the light emanating from his body was dazzling and brilliant in the darkness, almost blinding Zhao Gang.
But the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up wildly, his body swelled and grew larger, and countless blood tentacles emerged to envelop the bouncing little figure. The tentacles trembled wildly, and the fleshy buds opened silently, releasing an indescribable feeling of satisfaction and tingling in the darkness.
Zhao Xiaoxiu lay in the warm nest built of blood tentacles, rolling around, and the blood tentacles moved and shifted with her, allowing her to roll around freely and carefully protecting her.
"Daddy, I want to go with you." Before falling asleep, the little one reminded her father not to forget to take her on the mission.
"I can help..." The little hand hugged a well-behaved tentacle, rubbed its face against it, and murmured earnestly. Its breathing gradually became steady, and it fell into a deep sleep.
The mass of flesh that occupied the entire bedroom rose and fell like a human breathing, its rhythm gradually synchronizing with the breathing of the little person inside.
The tentacle that was being held gently tapped the cub's furry head with its pointed tip, granting her request.
Sheng Qingyang is a person who knows how to be tactful.
She woke up in the middle of the night and didn't hear any human breathing coming from the upstairs bedroom. She just frowned in surprise and didn't go upstairs to disturb the homeowner.
The silence of breathing returned at six in the morning.
Zhao Gang's footsteps came from the stairwell, and Sheng Qingyang instantly opened her eyes and woke up.
"Good morning." Sheng Qingyang greeted Zhao Gang as he walked through the living room.
Zhao Gang nodded, opened the door and went out. After a while, he came back, went into the kitchen to get a stainless steel bucket, went to the pond, fetched water, and returned to the newly cultivated potato patch in front of the door to water the potatoes he had planted yesterday.
Sheng Qingyang had finished packing and was carrying his sleeping bag, ready to leave.
Before leaving, I wanted to wash my face, so I asked Zhao Gang, "Can I use some of your water?"
"Can't."
Zhao Gang's answer was so quick and decisive that Sheng Qingyang was caught off guard and stood there for half a second.
After realizing what had happened, he shrugged with a wry smile and strode away.
"Hey!" Passing through the potato field, she stopped and turned back, saying, "The knife skills I practice were passed down from my maternal grandfather's family. He passed them on to my mother, and my mother passed them on to me. Before the catastrophe, my family was considered a fairly famous knife skills family."
"Although the world is not as chaotic as it used to be, danger is everywhere. Kosode is at the perfect age to lay a solid foundation."
Having said that, Sheng Qingyang didn't continue.
When she was catching floating fish before, she felt that Zhao Gang's daughter was a good candidate to practice her knife skills.
After observing her closely these past few days, I've discovered that the little girl has a good temperament and is also exceptionally intelligent and well-behaved, which makes me even more smitten.
However, these things depend on fate; when fate arrives, nothing can stop it.
If it's not meant to be, you can't force it.
Sheng Qingyang waved to Zhao Gang, who was watering the ground with his back to him, and walked towards the patrol station.
Today is the last expert training session. After this session, the rest will be up to the lords to study on their own.
Farming also requires a certain level of understanding; with the same land and the same seeds, some people just can't farm well.
Experts specifically criticized the potato sprouts that Lord No. 12 and Lord No. 1 planted terribly yesterday.
They also specifically commended the outstanding Lord No. 13 and Lord No. 9, awarding them certificates of excellence as trainees.
They were also given an extra bag of Evolution Chili Seeds as a reward to encourage them to continue to improve and work hard to promote the planting business.
In the afternoon, all the lords watched as the expert teachers boarded the base investigation team's vehicle and slowly drove away from Area B.
The month-long planting training was successfully completed.
The frequent harassment of the planting area by invaders became the focus of attention for the patrol stations and lords.
Fortunately, since the base sent an investigation team, the intruder incident has been effectively controlled.
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