In the huge water-filled bathtub, a skeleton lies in the center, and a large pile of cyan hair is scattered in the water, looking like a murder scene.

"Wow~".

I suddenly got up from the water and some of the water spilled out of the tub.

I grabbed a brush from the side of the tub and began scrubbing my skeleton.

Starting with the sternum, I still wear that silver-white gemstone necklace on my chest.

The gemstone necklace is still as smooth as new because of the effect of my frequent cleaning.

I washed all my bones and brushed my blue hair again.

The hair went deep into my skull, and I didn't want to pull it out, after all, it wouldn't grow back! But this thing keeps cutting!

When I wash my hair, I use a homemade potion that makes my hair smoother. Speaking of which, I was in the business of selling this potion when I was alive, and I called it "shampoo" at that time.

After washing my hair, I grabbed a towel and started drying my skeleton before scrubbing my leftover eyeballs.

The toughness of the eyeball is very good, it is not easy to break, and I can scrub it with confidence.

Finally I scrubbed my hair vigorously and left the bathroom.

Immediately, a skeleton came running over, holding a large piece of clothing in his hand.

I took it and began to put it on slowly.

It's a cyan robe that goes well with my teal hair.

It's just that the skeleton under my head can be obscured by clothes, but what about the skull? and I only have one eyeball, which looks horrible.

Of course, people will get used to it, and those two little guys won't be afraid anymore after a long time with me.

I walked out of my steel castle and started running towards my kitchen.

The food in the carriage had already been eaten by the two little ones, but luckily I had the ingredients to make food, just... What kind of food do those skeletons do? How can they know when the water is coming and how much spice to put in?

So, I was the only one responsible for the food for the two little ones, but luckily I was very hands-on and learned to cook in just a little time.

In the backyard of the kitchen, there is a grinding machine that grinds wheat to make flour and skeletons push it to work.

Speaking of which, I remember making grinding machines when I was alive, but it was powered by energy, which reduced the cost of hiring people.

But I have unpaid labor right now, and it can reduce my energy bills.

I picked up a bag of freshly ground flour and transported it to the kitchen to start making bread.

After ten minutes, the bread is ready, then put it in the steamer and start steaming. There are also vegetables on the table.

Just half a month ago, I opened up a large vegetable field and ordered my hundred skeleton soldiers to grow vegetables there.

At this moment a skeleton came running with a chicken and two eggs in its hands.

Half a month ago, one of my skeleton squads finally responded and ran over, and each skeleton had two chickens in its hands, looking like it had broken into the chicken country.

I opened a chicken farm for this, and at first there were only 200 chickens, and now... There were one hundred and ninety-two, after all, those two little ones had to eat chicken every day.

However, ninety-nine of the 100 squads I sent out have not returned.

I don't know if they've ever had an accident, because they're out of my perceptual range.

I cut off the neck of the chicken with a knife, and then plucked and cleaned it, and took out the internal organs of the chicken or something.

After carefully stewing a chicken, I could see some gas coming out of the stewed chicken.

But I don't have a nose that can absorb flavors and a tongue that can taste food!

I ordered a few skeletons to come towards me, each with a large plate in their hands, and I vaguely put the dishes on the plates and let them be delivered to the two little ones.

As for me? I'm going to take a look at those two little ones now.

When I walked to the park, I could see that the two little ones were already sitting on stone benches waiting for their meal.

I walked over and sat down next to the two little ones, who were not as scared as they had been when they saw me.

Merely... This stone chair is a little small for me! After all, it's for little ones, and I'm eight feet tall! I can reach out and touch the top of this pavilion.

Watching the two little ones eat, I felt a touch of cuteness.

To be honest, these two little dolls are good-looking, handsome and cute.

But how long can I let these two little ones stay with me? I don't know when the hunters will find me, and I'm all in agriculture and animal husbandry right now, not much in the arms industry.

Then I stood up suddenly, for I felt a breath of death approaching with a wave of life.

A skeleton team that I sent out is back.

I left the park and headed for the city gates, where I saw my skeletal squad coming towards me, but they didn't have the sheep or pigs I wanted, just a few cats.

"Can't eat it!".

I took the cat from the skeleton's hand, and the cat resisted, reaching out and scratching at my hand bones. Although my skeleton is very hard, it's not good if a cat's paw scratches my clothes.

"It's too wild!".

I approached the park with the cat in my arms, wondering if I should give it to the little one.

Although I can think of thousands of questions in a second, I still think about this question slowly.

At this time, the little boy turned his head and saw me, to be precise, the cat in my hand first.

His eyes lit up and he hurried to me.

"Sister, look! it's Xiao Mi!" he turned to his sister and waved his hand.

And his sister came over now, glanced at the cat in my hand, and said lightly: "It's not a little mi, it's just a little bit like it."

Little Mi... It sees, the two little ones have also had cats! And they happen to be a little bit like the one in my hand.

The little boy stretched out his hands to touch the cat, but he didn't expect to be strongly resisted by the cat.

"Meow~" The cat screamed, and the hand with sharp nails scratched at the little boy, but fortunately I picked it up in time and didn't hurt the little boy.

A skeleton ran up behind me, and I threw the cat to it while thinking about how to domesticate the cat.

"Cat, I want," said the little boy childishly, not as if he was not frightened by the cat.

I don't know how to refuse his request, and I don't know why I always want to do what a child's request is? Maybe it's because of that dream.

"Gotta do some security measures."

I took the cat back from the skeleton and took a knife from the storage ring to cut the cat's nails.