Feather blades flying together

Chapter 98

This day's work progress did not move forward by a single point, and Arthur, who was frightened, tossed and ate him several times under Chris' intentional connivance.

At lunch time, Arthur cleaned Chris up, went down to prepare dinner, came up to feed him and hugged him in a daze, stayed for a while and became interested again, so he continued to eat.

Chris wanted to cry, but he started by himself, and now he has to lie down and suffer.

Fortunately, Arthur was very gentle throughout the process, otherwise Chris was not sure if he would give him a shot.

Even so, he showed a little impatient and unhappy expression, and Arthur immediately became uneasy.

In the evening, he was really tired of him, so Chris gathered up his remaining strength and slapped him several times, "Let go of me!"

After everything is done, do you want to become a fairy if you lie in a daze?

Arthur was obviously a bird, so he wanted to put on a dog expression, and nervously turned Chris over to face him, "Unhappy?"

The corner of Chris's mouth twitched. To obtain equal and mutual understanding of spiritual communication, he had to train in a long-term and planned manner. He made the decision to stay here by himself, which is simply a negative example of being bewitched by beauty.

"I'm not unhappy." After thinking for a long time, Chris sighed. This era is still a little far from being able to understand the starry universe. It is not easy to explain how he came here. Fortunately, the body is original. Thank the original owner, "We Need to talk."

"Wait..." Arthur jumped up, wrapped himself in some clothes, went to the bathroom to fill up the water, and lowered his head when he came out, "I lost control today, you go to the bubbles, we have something to talk about slowly."

With this attitude, Chris couldn't help closing his eyes, then silently raised his hand to hook his neck and let him take him to the bathroom.

In the interstellar era, everyone is very independent. The more intelligent and capable the lovers are, the more rational they are.

After all, there are too many ways to pin your emotions, and too many ways to choose a lifestyle. It is rare to hear that you have to live or die for love.

All the trivial things in life can be replaced by artificial intelligence, so that the behavior of helping from the tip of the hair to the tip of the toe will not appear in the stickiest and sweetest movies.

It's not that human beings have become colder in that era, it's just that the world has a bigger vision, and the emotions between individuals don't take much share in such a vast and vast world.

From the apocalypse to the interstellar, human beings are walking alone in the vast universe, from near genocide to having a vast sea of ​​stars, and before they leave, there are still powerful enemies such as silicon-based life Zerg cosmic creatures.

Therefore, the value of human beings has changed. As a human being, the stronger the ability, the stronger the responsibility, and the more burdens, the more promises will be made, and the way of expressing love has gradually become more restrained.

And after I came to this world, I changed the world. From the beginning to now, I only think about a continent and a new species, and there is no doubt that I may only need to consider these issues until I die here.

The state of mind is disturbed by foreign objects, and the result is conquered by the ancient expression of love?It is only now that I can understand why Boss Ji Tong killed and decided a person like that, and why he made such a decision.

Chris sat in the water in a daze and asked Arthur to help massage his back. Well, the technique is actually not good at all, and it can't compare with the automatic intelligent massage equipment.

Then an instrument that can simulate the most comfortable human touch, temperature, and strength is obviously better and more reliable.

"Hey, will you press me like this every time from now on?" Chris patted the water surface, embarrassed by his childishness.

"Of course." Arthur brushed his wet hair aside, "Don't think too much, if it's inconvenient to say it, then don't say it. Just make sure you won't leave me."

Chris breathed a sigh of relief, "I really don't know how to say it. I picked up this stone when I was a child, and accidentally discovered that there are many things recorded in it. When I was the youngest, I—"

He couldn't help stammering, took a deep breath before continuing to brazenly write, "I thought I was the one chosen by the Feather God, and it was a gift from him. I put this stone in the sun every day devoutly and then Read and study. After reading the contents, I realized that this might be someone from another world who fell here by mistake."

Unexpectedly, Arthur understood it smoothly. He breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help laughing, "There are many miracles in different worlds. If you can find them, such good luck can be regarded as the gift of Feather God. "

"Huh?" It was Chris' turn to be surprised, "You believe in another world so easily?"

"Are you scared at that time?" Arthur rubbed soap locusts to make bubbles, looked at his wide blue eyes, and couldn't help nodding on the tip of his nose, "Well, when we have eggs, you can go A visit to the secret room of the Golden Eagle patriarch's house—"

"Father?" Chris asked curiously.

"That's right," Arthur blinked, and made a toothache expression, "I sneaked in two years ago, and I was beaten up when I came out. Simply put, the ancestors of the golden carving family went to the far away land on the opposite continent. place, and saw some miraculous things."

"Do you have to have an egg to know?" Chris frowned.

"If you want to know the details, you can only have eggs, because I stayed in it for half an afternoon, and I have forgotten many of the records I saw." No secret, "In general, there are people who can grow livestock on the back of Tianchao, but they can't fly, but they run very fast and have tails."

Sounds like an orc?Chris is becoming more and more curious about the appearance of the planet where this continent is located. In what kind of magical world, the two sides separated by a gap have not only different gravity, but also completely different evolved creatures?

"Do you think that stone will be theirs?"

Arthur thought about it carefully, "If it is according to the records, they are similar to us, right? I still remember that the old ancestor used the description of thick wooden fences and messy planting in the records. Although the records saw There are only a handful of them, but the stone that can teach people to make something as powerful as a rocket launcher should not belong to them."

"However, these are minor problems. Anyway, you got it, and you've been holding it for so many years. It's yours. Don't even try to take out anything that falls to my golden carving family."

The second disease happened again, but it was very flattering. Chris laughed and asked Arthur for advice, "Then tell me, I'm working on this round buckle insert now, but it's actually from the opposite bank. What came here, if I apply to my father with the reason of wanting to find more information, can I go in and look at it in advance?"

When this was brought up, Arthur was also taken aback for a moment, "It seems that it makes sense! During the last dry season, the giant beasts were still normal, and the other side may have undergone tremendous changes in the past few years, like our sudden It's like having a bazooka."

He kept his hands on, quickly tested the temperature of the water, picked Chris up and rinsed it off, "It's better sooner rather than later, I'll discuss it with my father."

Then, like a gust of wind, I changed the bedding on the bed and put Chris down. Then I prepared juice and snacks upstairs and downstairs, "Hey, lie down and sleep for a while, I will definitely be back before dinner."

Chris had no time to refute, so he was pushed down on the bed by him. The warm and soft quilt, the soft body just soaked, after a long day of exhaustion, he let go of his heart, and really couldn't open his eyes. "Wake me up when you come back."

Arthur kissed him on the forehead, paused and kissed his lips again, "Don't worry."

Chris closed his eyes and suddenly remembered, and grabbed his cuff before he jumped up, "That spar, you can't..."

Arthur paused, "The Golden Eagle family is mine, it's fine in your hands, father, don't tell him for now."

Chris breathed a sigh of relief and let him go, "Go early and come back early."

Arthur went downstairs and saw the spar still on a small stand in the living room, picked it up and put it next to Chris's pillow, and then went straight to pick up Charlie on the way back from his cruise.

Halfway out like this, he also cut down two giant beasts, just as Charlie was carrying a big burden and Isabella brought two teams back.

Charlie saw him from a distance, "Eh? Son, why did you change the giant sword today?"

The slash and death slash can vent the turbulent emotions in the chest. Of course, this cannot be said, Arthur sullenly said, "It's been a long time since I haven't used it, my hand is raw, take it out and get familiar with it."

Isabella has always used a giant sword, and when she saw him in such a dead state, she snorted, "Would you like to have a competition? Fight with me for two hours, and I'm sure you'll get used to it faster than cutting giant beasts."

Arthur rolled his eyes, "You are so violent, Brother Baker, do you know?"

Isabella got stuck, "Damn it, my wife is more considerate of your partner than you."

"Yes, you are the most considerate." Arthur didn't argue with him, and flew closer to Charlie's burden, "Do you have today's experiment record?"

Chris would adjust the parameters of the equipment he took out every day, or update the coils made of different materials for experiments, and then let Charlie and others fill in various experimental data according to the form he drew.

"Yeah." When Charlie heard this, he looked at the baggage in his arms, and felt that he was several years old. He didn't know how the little guy's head grew, and how could he think of such a complicated thing? "You can take it back directly, and I won't send it over."

Arthur took the heavy burden and hung it on himself and flew back with Charlie.

At the door of the house, he and Charlie fell into the yard next door. Charlie turned his head, "Boy, don't you want to go back to your own house? Do you have something to say?"

Arthur followed him into the house, "Well, Isabella was here just now, let me ask about those records in your basement..."

Charlie raised his eyebrows, "Tsk, you finally remembered."

Arthur was embarrassed, "Did you think that these materials are needed to study the changes of those giant beasts?"

"No, I don't think it's useless." Charlie took off his coat, threw his shoes in the hallway, and then went into the room with bare feet and went straight to the sofa. He lifted his hand to the cold water with a straw inserted from the coffee table, Lie down and finish drinking.

Dad served him like an uncle, Arthur resisted the desire to complain, "You have to look to judge, right? Doesn't it record the situation on the other side."

Charlie was no longer thirsty, and shouted to Bazel who was standing in the kitchen, "Thank you, my dear." Then he turned to look at Arthur, "Your father had nothing to do for more than ten years to turn over those documents. Dozens of times, the story is very interesting. If you really want to read it, no, Chris needs to read it, you should move away. Anyway, it will be yours sooner or later."

Arthur rolled up his sleeves happily and was about to jump up to move things.

"Wait," Charlie wiped his hair, "No, although I think it will be yours sooner or later, those elders must see your eggs hatch, and they must be a talented heir before they can accept you as the sure new patriarch .For now, let Chris sneak over to take a look."

Damn, in this way, my dear has to take care of them again, so annoying...

Sure enough, when Bazel heard this through the secret, he just smiled, "Come here tonight, you don't need to prepare dinner, come over with Chris and eat together."

Charlie wiped his face, turned his head to the cushion, out of sight and out of mind, "It's not much, hurry up and take a look, don't worry if you finish early."

Upstairs next door, Chris's face was flushed when he was sleeping under the quilt. He felt the bed around him sag, and he turned over. The sudden soreness in his waist woke him up.

Opening his eyes, he saw Arthur carefully adjusting the angle of the lighting spar cover, Chris rubbed his eyes, "What time is it?"

Arthur dragged him by the waist to help him up. "Dinner is coming soon. Father agreed to what I said in the afternoon. Dad has prepared dinner. Let's go over to eat and read the records after eating."

Chris almost cheered, hugged Arthur and kissed, "Father is so kind! You are amazing! Wait until I go downstairs to pack up the present for Dad."

Arthur stroked his hair, lifted the slippers for him to put on, "What gift?"

Chris went to the bathroom to wash his face, and replied vaguely, "Dad gave me clothes, and I made him a small sewing machine."

In the gaps between researching the round buttons earlier, in order to change my mind, I made parts with soft stones one after another, and some custom-made ones from the workshop master, and I have already assembled them.

Arthur followed him downstairs, mixed juice like an old lady, and followed him, watching him drag out a special cardboard box from under the workbench, and pour out a pile of screws, iron sheets, soft stones, etc. .

Chris didn't shy away from Arthur anymore, he turned on the optical brain, and quickly assembled a single-thread small sewing machine according to the order of the design drawings. Underwear will suffice.

Arthur stared at his long white and slender fingers turning a bunch of messy things into a complete gadget, suddenly a little frustrated.

I feel that I don’t know anything, and I will definitely be disgusted!Recalling that half a year ago in the Sai Wei Palace, I still wondered if this beautiful bliss could not know numbers, and asked people arithmetic problems. At that time, Chris must have laughed badly in his heart, right?

Chris finished assembling the thing, because there is no mold tool, the outer shell is made of soft stone, but the small internal parts are all made of steel, which is quite heavy after finishing.

After pretending, he tried to lift it, but Arthur didn't help. He looked up and saw this guy in a daze again, "Hey, hold it for me."

Arthur came back to his senses, "Oh, what is this for?"

"Put it on the coffee table," Chris found out the sewing boxes that Eve had left behind, twisted a little thread and threaded it on, and then walked in small steps, "Here, this is how it works." Turning the handwheel next to it a few times, The pieces were quickly sewn together.

Chris showed it proudly, "With this, I don't have to worry about not being able to sew straight lines anymore! Why were you in a daze just now?" He raised his index finger and added, "Don't say it's nothing, I can see it."

Arthur paused, "Do you think I'm particularly stupid? You see, you know so many things and I don't even know it."

Chris raised his eyebrows, "Oh, then I fly so slowly, will you dislike me?"

"Of course not," Arthur's eyes widened, the dark brown pupils glowing golden, "but it's different, you're a female. I'm not an idiot."

Chris Yile, "Haha, you clearly understand that. Although I fly slowly, it is a congenital obstacle, so I won't feel inferior about it. You can't dislike me either. Although I know more than you , because I have been studying for many years, you are not stupid, the days to come are still long, you can study hard, and one day you will be like me. This is much better than I will never be able to fly as fast as you .”

Well, if the laws allow me to build mechs, I can fly much faster than you.But that would have too much impact on the world's entry into the city, so it can't be done.

The universe is holographically unified, and the natural development of any space-time seems to be unreasonable, but in fact it may be closely related to other worlds.

For example, when a certain star explodes, what is sprayed onto nearby planets may form the first spores of organisms; or the gravitational force of a certain black hole is so strong that it will destroy the nearby star field.

Therefore, it is possible to create something a little bit ahead of the times, but if the historical process is greatly changed, the consequences will become unpredictable.

If it weren't for the abnormal appearance of the round button to control the giant beast on the other side, he would not have made the bazooka and tried to crack it to affect them in reverse.

The extraordinary "similar" on the other side may have a similar idea to myself. From the perspective of the round button's craftsmanship and operation theory, the scope of influence has been narrowed as much as possible.

Arthur was persuaded by Chris and was ambitious, "I will learn from you when the dry season is over, so that when you do research in the future, I can also work with you."

Chris made up his mind and felt that the picture was too beautiful, so he must work hard in that direction.

I don't know if knowing the bigger world can cure Arthur's second-degree illness.

Chris changed his clothes and shoes, Arthur held the small sewing machine, and the two went to the next door to eat together.

Charlie was lazily lying on the sofa and taking a nap, while Bazel was arranging the plates, he laughed when he saw them, "It's just in time, and it's just right to eat while it's hot. What did you bring, Arthur?"

Arthur held it up to his eyes, "Chris sent you a small machine that can help you sew things."

Chris washed his hands and helped to set the dishes, "I'll show you after the meal. The time is too tight to make a rough one. When I have time later, I'll change it to a bigger and more convenient one for you."

Bazel carefully touched the needle on it, very happy, "It looks easy to use, let's put it down and eat first. You can teach me later, Dad still has a few beautiful pieces of fabric, I will make you two more coat."

Charlie couldn't help rolling his eyes. A doting female can't teach a hero. See, when the two little bastards appeared, they didn't even have to greet him for dinner, but he didn't dare to say that.

Angrily, he washed his hands and sat down at the table, only to laugh when he saw his favorite sauced ribs on display, "Chris, have you read today's lab report?"

Chris took a sip of the fruit soup and narrowed his eyes comfortably, "Not yet, I went to bed in the afternoon and woke up to install the sewing machine for Dad."

Bazel glanced at him, "Just eat well at the dinner table, the child is already tired enough."

Charlie silently gagged his mouth with meat, and gave his son a look of resentment, but the son's attention was all on his partner, and he didn't notice his resentment at all.

While eating, Bazel glanced at the sewing machine several times, "Is it the one that can sew a long thread continuously?"

Chris nodded. He had collected information before. In this world, there are bloodlines that are particularly good at weaving. They have already taken shape. "Well, I have made a little improvement."

Bazel's eyes lit up, "I've heard of it, but it's a tribe's secret, we can't force it. It's great that you made it. Sewing a straight line is the most time-consuming and boring."

Bazel's father likes to sew lace, Chris's eyes twitched, and he gave him his own pajamas that also had lace, "Well, that is the most time-consuming, and it has no technical content. It can be saved for other things in the future."

"I embroidered cute patterns on your pockets, what kind do you like?" Bazel was immediately excited.

Arthur and his father couldn't talk at all, and silently buried their heads in their food.

Chris tried his best to wink at Arthur but couldn't get help. He turned abruptly, "I have enough clothes. You can make them for Arthur. He hacks and kills outside every day, and his clothes tear quickly."

Charlie gave Arthur a vicious look, brat, tell your partner to make clothes for you, don't order my people.

God Arthur is here, so what can I do, Dad is willing.

The two father and son flirted with each other, cutting each other more than a dozen knives in an instant.