The boiling oil in the pot rolled and slid from the green leaves to the spatula. Di Xiu was frying vegetables in an apron printed with pink flowers. In the casserole next to him, there was a milky white and fragrant pork rib soup.
His old apron was torn into a grass skirt by the bug kid who stayed at home, and this one was the new one Jingxia bought.
Although this apron with pink flowers does not suit his temperament, it somehow does not feel out of place at all.
Originally, Di Xiu refused. He would rather wear that tattered grass skirt. Besides, it didn't matter if he wore it or not. Didn't he know enough cleaning spells and purification techniques?
But no matter how powerful an adult dragon is, it cannot withstand two cubs, one big and one small, with four pitiful, wet eyes!
Di Xiu: Should I find some time to establish my authority?
Jingxia flew back by herself after school and was now lying on the sofa enjoying Mumu's massage.
The cub's chubby body bounced on his back, and the silver-white tentacles on its head hung down and grabbed a strand of Jingxia's hair.
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Just recently, when Di Xiu returned home, he found the broken lens that Jing Yi had broken as soon as he entered the house.
"This brat..."
He rolled up his sleeves and pulled the bug out of Jingxia's room, and made him stand at the door until Jingxia came home.
The little black and silver ball had a rebellious nature of two hundred pounds. It dragged Di Xiu to the door of the house and started to quarrel with him. When it noticed Jing Xia coming back, it turned around and had innocent tears in its eyes again.
Emperor Xiu: Cursing.
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"Hmm?"
The little bug worked hard to massage Jingxia, and when he was too tired to jump anymore, he lay on Jingxia's back and acted coquettishly.
Jing Xia tilted her head, turned over and held the insect cub in her arms, rubbing his furry little head, and her wrist was wrapped by the tentacles.
Smelling the aroma of food gradually filling the air, thinking of the virtual task he encountered today, he raised his voice and asked Di Xiu in the kitchen.
"build!"
"What's wrong?"
Di Xiu's voice in the kitchen mixed with the sound of cooking.
"We got the virtual mission you designed today."
"Oh? Which one?"
"Bipolar Eyes."
"Um, are you done?"
"Well, it's just that the feathered serpent is a bit difficult."
Jing Xia carried the insect cub all the way to the kitchen door, leaned on the threshold and watched Di Xiu cooking, while telling Di Xiu about her cooperation with her teammates and the feathered serpent she met.
Emperor Xiu:?
What feathered serpent?
After careful recollection, when I designed the mission of the Polar Eyes, the companion beast was just a big, nagging fish, and its prototype was just a talkative koi that I had met before.
So where did the feathered serpent come from?
"Go out first. The kitchen is very fumy. Be careful that you might have to give the brat a bath again."
"oh"
Jing Xia collapsed back onto the sofa with her ears drooping and the cub in her arms, still talking non-stop.
"Those purple scales are so beautiful, and so powerful!"
Jing Xia kept praising the feathered serpent that amazed him at first sight.
I really hope that my dragon body will be as beautiful as this when I grow up!
"ah?"
Purple-scaled feathered serpent?
After silently putting the dishes on the plates, Di Xiu took off his apron, carried the dishes to the dining room, and glanced at the two children lying on the table with a strange look.
Good boy, I actually met that person.
By the way, Jing Xia doesn’t seem to know the true situation of Xi yet?
Di Xiu brought the cooked dishes to the table and called the two little ones over to eat without changing his expression.
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After dinner, he threw the little bug into Jingxia's room and locked it up, making the little bug so angry that it kept crying.
Then he pulled Jingxia into the treasure house and they sat on the ground together.
"What do you think a tasker does?"
Jing Xia looked at Di Xiu's serious expression, silently put down the treasure in his hand, sat upright on the ground, and couldn't help scratching his head when he heard the question.
"Hmm? Saving the world, maintaining world peace, cleaning up the world's garbage?"
Jingxia thought about it, eh?
Why do they seem so immature? There are some old guys in the gap who have lived for who knows how long. It’s good that they don’t destroy the world. Why would they save the world?
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To use an analogy, it's like the owner of the pot of slime he fell into - a dark wizard.
He would spend the whole day in his spare time brewing various potions, and then randomly select a neighbor who lived next to him to test the efficacy of the potion.
Things like baldness, baldness, and baldness are considered mild. There are also things that will make you confess your feelings to the person you hate the most after drinking it, things that can corrode the earth with just one drop, and things that will make your whole body glow when applied to it...
Wouldn't a dark wizard's quest really make the world more chaotic? Even in the cracks, his original neighbors couldn't stand it and moved away! Only the God of Light, whom the wizards dared not touch, was left standing next to him.
The dark wizard who was sitting quietly in the house of the God of Light and drinking tea: "A-choo"
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"So what does a tasker do?"
Longlong is curious.jgp
Di Xiu said, "You're actually right. Taskers travel between worlds, maintaining their stability and dealing with foreign pollutants."
"But not all taskers can travel to any world at will."
"The first point is that in every world a tasker travels to, there's actually a connection point related to them. Sometimes it's an object, sometimes it's a person. According to Eastern theory, there's a causal relationship between the tasker and the connection point. Your connection point in this universe is that bug."
"The second point is that the energy carried by the tasker cannot exceed the energy threshold of the world. For example, I can't go to a world lower than Class C right now. Just like G-A208, the number before it means the energy threshold of this world is Class A. Only then can it accommodate you, me, and Si Moyi and the others."
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