Chapter 111

After cleaning up and going to the water to take a shower, Lillard hurried out into the crowd to eat something, praised Patil's cooking, and then ran back to dig the hole. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

With other girls, Lillard always felt a little uncomfortable.

Because of being stared at from time to time, my ass can't sit steadily.

Silently expanding the alchemy room, and then digging several dark rooms in several inconspicuous storage compartments to open exits to other cabins.

In this way, Lillard can drill around in this tree hole, and somehow think of the map of the living spots in Harry Potter.

It would be fun to make that thing yourself.

Happily working as a mole in the dark tree, Lillard designed a passage that led to the vicinity of the activity room.

Carefully slicing through a piece of wood, Leillard emerged from a storage cabinet in a corner of Lothar's kitchen downstairs.

Listening to the wind whirring outside the house, there was no smell of people, and I didn't hear any movement upstairs.

I guess you don't want to live here now.

But it's also said that although the inside of the room is formed, there is no quilt, and it will look cold when the doors and windows are closed. Naturally it wasn't as warm as in the room with the fire pit. The quilts and clothes that were picked up during the day also need to be steamed and disinfected with hot water before they can be used.

It is also necessary to build some fresh water processors and salt drying devices, and it is also very hard to run that far to fetch water every day.

At the same time, you should also consider the power system of the raft, find a few tall trees to make a pole another day, and then get some sails???

Sitting on the sofa and lying in a very lazy position, the fatigue of the day seems to be relieved.

The sofa is hard, and it needs the fluff from the animal's body to make a cushion to wrap it in so that it will look comfortable.

But think of the animals that have become zombies..... Lillard was actually quite scared.

In this way, it seems that she didn't see Celia when she was eating just now, is she sulking and not getting along with everyone?

It doesn't seem to be seeing Akua either.

This big stomach doesn't always clamore for dinner every day, there will be hot meals, and she doesn't seem to be there.

It's not like I'm still being punished by those girls.

Would you like to go see her and comfort her?

Although she is at fault, she can't be hungry, this dragon god is as reckless as herself, and it's good to teach a little lesson once in a while.

The goblin's vassal Lillard didn't care much about it, but it's a pity that the orcs who followed him were hung up like this, and the orc leader was still quite loyal to his subordinates, and his force value was not bad, if he had the opportunity to go back and see if he could save him by drinking blood like the centaurs.

As for the human women who had been shot, Lillard didn't know more, and naturally couldn't generate more affection and other senses.

Because those days were spent in the dark, and they were eroded by the boundless darkness of emotions, they didn't introduce themselves for a few days in a row, and those people were basically creatures like background boards.

So Lillard couldn't produce any sense of reality at all.

In this way, after doing it with the centaur mother, I don't have nightmares at night, is it better to do it with the zombie mother? ?

Wait, Akua seems to have said that the setting of her talent and gene lock seems to be a side effect of gaining power through Cao's high-level xeno-females and then evolving to become stronger, right? Zombies are also high-level xeno-females! Cao zombies will level up, right? Cao zombies will make themselves happy or something, it's a side effect.

The tide of negative energy in those few days was too painful, and it would be troublesome if it reappeared in the future.

Maybe it's because the things and negative energy absorbed by the centaur zombie mother have intensified, so that he can be so relaxed for the time being.

So if those zombie human women do it a few more times, can the negative energy impact they gave themselves before be solved from the root? ?

It's still useful to think this way???!!!

Lyrald's mind was thinking across the sky.

And Akuya, who has become a slave girl, can't be abused at will.

Before, she didn't dare to go to Akuya because she was her family, and whatever that guy said would become the power of the rules and act on herself.

This time she has no effect on herself, is it all of a sudden that kryptonite flies from level zero to level ninety-nine?

That's too buggy, isn't it?

The more advanced the dragons, the longer it takes for their eggs to accumulate before they can be released.

Lillard himself couldn't make Akuya's ovulation table, and it took Cao Shang thousands of years to become so high-level.....

So this idea should be treated as an easter egg to entertain yourself.

Besides, Lillard himself didn't know if Akua's restraint was for a while or if it was something that lasted for a long time.

If she suddenly recovers and gives an order to die herself, it won't be a minute-by-minute gamerover.

Not to mention anything else, she doesn't often take a bath, there are a lot of pimples on her body, her hair is also stinky, she is dry and quite hand-cut, she snores when she sleeps, her sleeping posture is also poor, and she doesn't know how to be grateful.

Counting her shortcomings, Lillard found that the urge for Akua disappeared all at once.

Sure enough, it's still the kind that will be shy, or the iceberg queen is fun. Otherwise, that kind of sick lady seems to be very good.

After resting for a while, Leillard is ready to go back to the alchemy room to continue to see if there is any place that needs to be excavated, check around, and go to sleep if it's okay!

It's just that there is always the sound of dripping water in other rooms, and the sound is a little unreal.

Every few seconds, it falls to the ground with a pop, splashes, and then drops of water continue to pop again.

When you don't pay attention, you naturally feel that it's nothing, and people who change to a little more nervous will naturally not care.

The problem is that Lillard is an obsessive-compulsive disorder.... If you encounter something that is a little different from your inner aesthetics, you always want to try to change it.

For example, when you see some places bulging, you will find a way to press it flat, if you see air bubbles in the mobile phone film, you will want to tear it off and paste it again, and when you see the TV at night, no one is still watching it, and even if you lie down and sleep in the bedroom in winter, you will get up and endure the cold to turn it off.

Not to mention the restlessness of the kitchen faucet leaking and the numbness of the whole body when a drop of water falls on the inside of the basin.

As he fixed his hearing, Lillard felt the sound of water droplets getting louder and louder, drowning out the sound of the wind outside the room.

There was a certain painful expression on his face, and Leillard drew a little ninety-nine in his heart, it must have been a girl who was bored to turn on this leak timer.

Because Lillard can roughly tell how long a second is, in fact, generally speaking, the difference between your own silent counting of seconds and normal counting is not particularly far.

Leillard himself had done experiments before, counting the seconds in a minute to see how far away he was from his electronic watch, and the result was only four or five seconds behind.

So in this world, after a few boring counts to determine the time, Lillard made a large wooden barrel for dripping water and a wooden barrel for simple timekeeping. The time for a drop of water to fall low ranged from two to three seconds, and the opening of the mouth by Leillard was very small, and it took several barrels to scrap it to achieve this precision.

But it's a little toy to commemorate the past world.

Now he has become the author of Lillard's obsessive-compulsive disorder.

When I opened the door, inside the dark room, the big wooden barrel was still dripping, and the wooden barrel below was almost full, and looking at the scale, it had been dripping for several hours. It wasn't much the same time for Lillard to run to fix a room for the Warhead.

Walking to the front and turning off the faucet, Lillard noticed that there was another guy in the room who was strapped to a sit-up.

His hands and feet were greatly apart, his neck was tied, his hands and feet were tied, his face was still wearing an eye patch, his earplugs were thrown aside, and there was a simple mouth ball in his mouth. The lower body is cracked. It's just that the flower seems to be withering. There is no spirit in the scarcity.

There are also traces of low whale oil on the lower abdomen, and the thin and transparent whale oil condenses on the skin, which looks a little bewitching visual effect.

Does she like to play som....

Lillard's hand gently caressed Akuya's skin.

After all, this body that didn't exercise much was still a replica of a mentally handicapped goddess figure in his memory.

Yes... Real figures, at this time, can be sneaky, and it also makes people feel speechless.

It seemed that Akua was completely unconscious.

A group of girls were quite open-minded.

Leillard slowly untied the ropes from Akuya's hands and feet, and then hugged her limp to her body.

Even if you love to play, you have to eat well. Otherwise, when she wakes up, she will have to shout loudly again.

Raising a dragon god with a low EQ and a not too high IQ is really heartbreaking.

"Lillard Don't Leave Me"

Murmuring dreams, Akua hugged herself tightly and shrunk back from Leillard's warm body, a haggard and pitiful expression on her tired and frightened face.

When you don't talk or wake up, it's the same as the setting in a beautiful girl who everyone loves.

As long as you wake up, you will keep getting into trouble.

I wish this guy could be as self-conscious as he is.

She knew that she had to work hard, and if she continued to eat, drink, lie down and sleep, she would always feel unbalanced.

Taking off her clothes and casually trapping her to restore some warmth to her cold body, Lillard carefully took her to the cafeteria to eat.

At the end of the day, Lillard still has no heart to punish anyone, or has no resistance to cute and beautiful girls at all.

This is his death hole, otherwise the family would not have bought so many figures and pillows.

Dead House Thoughts.... You can't use common sense.

It should be said that it is not that the mentally retarded do not get together, the mentally handicapped children have a lot of joy, and the mentally ill have a wide range of thinking.

Eighty percent, this is the fate of two people......