Fang Ru ignored the change of topic from the pot and ruthlessly lit the charcoal stove.

After refining a pot of potions, Fang Ru transferred the potion to the bottle, and let the crying pot cry enough to put on his clothes and go home, ah no, let the bottom of the pot dissipate heat. She let him go for the time being today, and didn't use the residual heat of alchemy to cook.

Having said that, as a pot that can speed up and keep warm, and the quality and quantity of the things he makes, he is really a must-have product for home travel.

With the pot, Fang Ru felt more and more like a red wolf.

After packing up the tools and raw materials for refining medicine, Fang Ru entered the space to see how the space had changed after feeding the pot so many crystal nuclei.

It turned out that the pot did not lie. There really is one more door on the wall of the space.

Like the previous door, this one looks very ordinary, similar to an office or bedroom door. It's characteristic.

The room inside the door was the same size as the previous one, with no windows and no furnishings. The six rooms with white sides were flat and depressing, so Fang Ru just stood at the door and looked inside, then retreated and asked when the pot appeared.

"Probably yesterday evening." The pot replied, "After eating the fiftieth base nucleus. By the way, you can decorate the space, like I did last time, add a window or something. ”

"Really?" Fang Ru was interested. Isn't it like those little games on the Internet that decorate the room, "How?" ”

"Thou shalt perceive the connection between my soul and touch the vine. You can feel the existence of space. Then you imagine in your mind what you want the room to become, and then channel the energy to change into the corresponding form, and that's it. ”

Fang Ru closed her eyes as the pot said. Sure enough, she soon felt the existence of space.

The word "Fung" is very apt. Although the image of the space in her mind at this time was no different from what she usually saw with her eyes, it was like an apartment, but Fang Ru felt for no reason that it was more like a plant, a vigorous seedling, with two delicate leaves growing on the green stem. Fang Ru followed the vine and felt the newly grown leaf, as if holding the room he had just checked. Then she leads out the soil. That is, the energy in the soul of the pot. Tong guò devours the energy accumulated by the crystal nucleus, enters this fresh leaf, and carefully shapes this new room according to his own ideas.

It was an amazing experience. On the one hand, she is in space. On the other hand. But the space seemed to be in her hands again. Let her pinch it into the form she wants.

After a long while, Fang Ru opened her eyes and wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead. Examine the fruits of your labor with joy.

Actually, she didn't do anything, just added a floor to the room and put a layer of wallpaper. The space is always bright, so Fang Ru did not add a chandelier to the ceiling, so the ceiling still maintains an unfinished white surface.

Now the room is finally not so white. Originally, she was a little hesitant, thinking about whether to put the ceiling on the wallpaper again. But when she saw the results, she immediately decided that it would be better. The top is covered with wallpaper, and the room looks like a cardboard box again.

After thinking about it, Fang Ru closed his eyes again and added the house numbers to the two rooms. Originally, she wanted to make the door number in the shape of a kitten, but halfway through it, she vaguely felt that she couldn't do it anymore. The flow of energy tapered and eventually disappeared. So Fang Ru retreated and reused this energy to make two decent door plates, so that there was still some energy left.

"You say, if I could get a few more rooms and let people live here." Fang Ru sighed.

"Die. Impossible. The pot complained coldly.

Fang Ru casually glanced to the side. Shocking her in the space, wherever she threw her eyes, she was smashed with pots. "I can't daydream."

Even if the moral level of people in the last days reaches the standard of utopia, according to the growth rate of the space and the energy required, it is estimated that all the zombies in the world will have to be killed to make a room that is enough for all the supernatural beings to live. In that case, the end of the world will be over, and there will be no need to hide in space.

"By the way, there's a little energy left, can't you really absorb it?" Fang Ru asked.

In fact, it is more important to repair the soul damage of the pot than the growth of space. But I don't know why, there is always a part of the crystal nucleus eaten by the pot that cannot be absorbed by himself, and the energy in it will be temporarily stored in his soul and then transmitted to the space. In Fang Ru's opinion, this is a waste.

Why did the pot devour the soul, Fang Ru didn't forget.

The pot itself feels wasteful. But after trying, he could only helplessly tell Sù Fangru: "No." It can't be absorbed. Having said that, my soul is much less damaged, and I believe I will eat it again...... Well, about a thousand low-grade crystal nuclei, it should be completely repaired. Ay? Fang Ru? What's wrong with you? Feeling unwell? ”

"Don't talk to me." Fang Ru knelt on the ground, stroking her chest and weeping. 1,000 reference nuclei. I'm dripping mom. "Let Me Be ...... Quietly"

“…… Who is Jingjing? The pot asked curiously.

“…… Get lost! ”

****

"Get out!"

Someone is angry.

The people in the room were silent, and the young man in front of them threw the information all over the sky, and many of them smashed on their low heads.

"I want results, not written reports! Do you think that now or before the end of the world, you need to report every day and be an official? The young man was annoyed, "I'll just ask you one question, where is the USB flash drive?" Where is that dead fat man now? Answer me. Immediately, immediately! ”

There was even more silence in the room. Several people lowered their heads.

Seeing their unresponsive reaction, the young man's anger became even stronger, he waved his arm and roared angrily, "Get out! Get out of here! ”

As if the people were granted amnesty, they retreated.

The young man was left alone in the office, his hands propped up on the edge of the desk, panting with anger.

Click, the crunch of high heels hitting the ground. Soon, someone asked softly, "Brother Tianyu, what's wrong with you?" ”

Shen Tianyu raised his head and looked towards the door.

Because he had just lowered his head, he looked towards the door, his gaze going up from the bottom. So, the first thing that caught his eye was a pair of flawless long legs, fair skin, and soft curves, like a perfect work of art. Upward, it is the straight buttocks, hidden under the white gauze skirt, which seems to be incompatible with sexy, but it makes men can't help but want to remove this light obstacle.

Ying Ying's waist, delicate chest, beautiful and slender neck, in the end, is a flawless face.

Seeing the wonderful person in front of him, Shen Tianyu's anger and annoyance were all thrown out of the clouds, and he moved the chair diligently. "You're here? Come on in. ”

"Don't bother, I can do it myself." Saying this, Luo Yuan leaned against the door gracefully, and waited for Shen Tianyu to set up the chair and clean up the Wen Jiàn on the ground, then strolled into the office, with a shy smile on his face, and sat in the chair.

"Brother Tianyu, are you still looking for a USB flash drive?" (To be continued......)