It is very bad to shake the sand, and there is a thin layer of yellow sand on the floor, which is unsightly if you don't sweep it.

So, Kemeng said to Bai Sucrose for a long time: "Will it sweep the floor?" ”

White sugar was confused for a second, and then realized.

However, where is the broom you need to sweep the floor?

"Well, it's convenient to know koi language, you can teach it how to sweep the floor." When Kemon saw Bai Sucrose's expression, he knew that she had understood.

He was happy to be idle and directly contracted the task to Tangyuan.

Tang Yuan snorted happily, rolled his body and squeezed out of the bedroom, taking the broom with white sugar.

The white sugar vibrated its wings and flew gently, the white feathers were rattling, and the sand was like rain, scattering yellow sand on the ground.

White sugar flies from the bedroom door to the hallway, to the living room, and to the kitchen to get the broom.

Looking back, the yellow sand paved all the way to its feet.

White sugar was very scared at that time, and it knew the owner's tone, and he didn't like it to shake the sand.

But the more scared you are, the more sand your feathers shake off.

Tang Yuan snorted on the side, wondering why this sand sculpture didn't do it.

There are no hands, only wings, so it's hard to handle?

When Tang Yuan thought of this, he suddenly felt so useful.

Dog hair can be twisted into an arm and swept the floor like a human.

White sugar can't do this, its feathers are too short, even if you know how to refine the control, you can't do it as meticulously as the rice balls.

"Wang!"

You'd better get out of the way and let me sweep it.

Tangyuan's original intention is good, and he plans to contract the sweeping work, but Bai Sugar can't understand the dog's language, so he makes up for it with his brain.

In Bai Sucrose's ears, it was the number one loyal dog under the command of the evil god who was angry, urging it to hurry up and work, not to be stunned.

White Sugar hurriedly used his wings to hold the broom, but the broom rod was too thin and brittle, and the small wings swept it and slapped the broom rod to the other end of the kitchen.

With a click, the broom rod hit the ground, and there was a cracking sound.

White Sugar froze in place, looked at his wings, and then at the fragile broom bar.

The rice balls rolled over, easily picked up half a broom with twisted dog hair, and personally demonstrated how to do a good job of sweeping the floor for the white sugar.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The yellow sand was swept into the garbage shovel by the rice balls three times and five times, the speed was fast and steady, the strength was just right, and there was no yellow sand rushing out of the garbage shovel.

When the rice balls are rolling, the hair on the whole body is shaking, shaking off the dust and yellow sand on the body.

The half-broken broom handle is also clenched alternately by golden dog hair, keeping the sweeping angle out of control, and doing whatever you want.

White sugar was stunned, such a fragile object was actually driven like an arm under the control of Tang Yuan.

Is this the strength of the dependents under the command of the evil god?

Powerful enough to destroy everything and manipulate a fragile object.

There is still a lot to learn, and it needs to be reflected.

If you don't reflect, white sugar has already made up for its own fate.

Cook a bowl of rice balls, stew it by the way, and put it in the rice ball pot as an ingredient.

After a while, Tang Yuan swept the yellow sand in the bedroom alone, attracting Kemeng to take a look, but he didn't say anything.

But this glance frightened Bai Sucrose's soul, and afterwards asked Tang Yuan in the kitchen how to sweep the floor.

In this way, a carving and a dog practiced sweeping the floor in the kitchen.

White sugar is a natural garbage maker, and it can produce garbage by shaking it.

Then it gently curls the handle of the broom with its wings, sweeps the yellow sand with very little force, and puts it in the trash.

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, Kemeng watched the video for a while, lay on the bed and closed his eyes, and fell asleep quickly.

When Tang Yuan heard the movement, he took the initiative to end the teaching mode and returned to the bedroom with the sand sculpture.

……

Grunt.

When I opened my eyes, it was the eternal Lalaye.

The green boulder bricks and unusual geometric buildings sit in the distance, as if to foreshadow something.

Kemon opened his eyes and saw the deep-sea drama "Starfish and Monster Coral" being staged today.

This is today's new protagonist, the jellyfish, crabs, crystal scorpions and so on, all of which have become the corpses of yesterday.

These two kings are the kings who stand out from thousands of madmen, and the injuries on their bodies have been maintained at one point, and the extra injuries will repair themselves.

Broken coral or starfish arms will grow back quickly.

Overspeeding back, Kemon watched them fight, and the inspiration for these four words came to his mind.

When two blood cows that are speeding back to inblood meet, what is the result, the result is that they have been fighting.

Kemon doesn't know if their over-speed regeneration consumes the blue bar, and judging from level 999, it is estimated that they don't need to.

After looking at it for a while, Kemon stopped looking,

To put it bluntly, it's still hand-to-hand combat, and it's the same set of fighting back and forth.

It's still interesting to see what the dream players get, Kemon was thinking, and the scene in the dream world appeared in front of him.

World Tree Project, players jump up and down and continue to lay the tree base.

The synaesthesia target is transferred to the Babel area, which has been stacked to a height of three hundred meters.

This height is already very high, and the player standing on the high place looks down and sees an endless forest, there are several mountains that stretch far away, but the distance is very hazy, which is the limit of human vision, and it is impossible to see farther.

There are scientists who have made a great proof in the dream world - the world is square, not round.

On Orange Star's dream forum, someone made this post.

"I did a scientific experiment and successfully proved that the dream world is square."

The number of views exceeded 100 million, and the number of replies surged to one million in a short period of time.

“6666！”

"Talent, why didn't I think of it."

"It's a bit confusing in my dreams, most of the physics rules are correct, but some places can't be explained by physics."

"I've seen the experiment, it's not too rigorous, it's better to treat the dream world as a parallel universe, and it shouldn't be judged by asterism."