Look at this girl, with this kind of magic skill, but she is not even contaminated with the breath of the world, it can be seen that she does not have half of her mind on her graduation trial.

Blazing in his heart, there was a feeling of hatred that iron could not become steel, and he quietly adjusted the good feeling in the eyes of the little female spirit, so that it was only the size of a fingernail, so that even if it was amplified by love and hate, it was only the size of a fist at most.

Looking at this girl's cautious appearance, he was in a good mood, nodded lightly, and responded lightly: "Hmm." ”

So, Yuan Wanying ran over and hugged the small schoolbag that Ms. Hou brought over to the sofa - this small schoolbag doesn't look big, why is it so heavy to carry!

You know, she is much stronger than the average five-year-old child, and she didn't have the slightest difficulty moving a small solid wood chair at her grandfather's house before!

Yuan Wanying couldn't help but be a little curious, what kind of books did Leng Qingqing read?

She ran to her little bookshelf again and took down a book—a book she had wanted to read, but she had never been able to find a chance, and Mom and Dad were always home alone.

Soon, the two little girls, each holding a book, sat in a corner of the sofa and read it carefully.

Yuan Wanying quietly raised her eyes and glanced at the beautiful little girl beside her, and saw that her long eyelashes hung down, covering the black and white eyes, and she seemed to be reading very attentively, and she suddenly became bolder.

Little by little, she moved her little buttocks, like a caterpillar, from the corner of the sofa, guyong to the middle of the sofa.

Then, Yuan Wanying stretched out her little neck and glanced hard-

What did she see!

Earthworm text!

Full of earthworm text!

Yuan Wanying doesn't like this kind of earthworm text called English at all!

All the words are the same, and all of them are made up of 26 earthworm-like letters arranged and combined.

No substance, no beauty.

It's not like the Chinese of a flower grower at all, every word is a stunning beauty, laughing and scolding a thousand words.

Especially when they are written with a brush, every word is so beautiful - long sleeves are good at dancing, skirts are flying - every piece of paper full of big characters is a feast of heavenly immortals.

Therefore, Yuan Wanying can obviously learn this kind of earthworm text that relies entirely on memory, and she is very good, but she just refuses to work hard and memorize it with her heart - well, now she is the worst earthworm writer in the entire kindergarten.

However, no matter how much she hated earthworm writing, she also knew how difficult it was to read such a tome composed entirely of earthworm writing.

When she was studying in kindergarten, the teacher took out a picture book, which was full of pictures, and it would be nice to have five or six words on a page.

Everyone is a five-year-old child, and even if it is better to go to kindergarten in Solomyo, the number of permutations and combinations of the 26 letters she has learned should not be enough to support her reading at this time.

Yuan Wanying came to a conclusion: this little beauty, like her, loves learning and is talented.

It's just that the skill tree is a little crooked, and it is pointed to the earthworm text.

Blazing seems to be concentrating on reading, but in fact, the corner of his eye has been paying attention to his little fellow.

Seeing her rubbing over like a caterpillar, and sneaking at the book in her hand, the expression on her little face was first surprised, then turned to admiration, and finally full of disgust-

With such a rich change in expression, it was impossible for Blazing to figure out her thoughts at all.

His face was full of black lines, and the thinking of this young female spirit was too out-of-the-box.

Wait, he suddenly thought of a long-standing saying in the empire - the female spirits have crowns, and the male spirits forge crowns.

This sentence actually refers to the different paths that female spirits and male spirits have taken.

In the small world, the spirits are like fish in water, approaching the children of destiny who are loved by the world, obtaining world coordinates from them, and thus lighting the beacon of conquest for the Imperial Legions.

But in the middle world, the female spirits are not so easy to get.

A medium world, at least composed of a few large star fields, in a certain planet or star field, the existence that seems to be the pride of the sky is likely to not have a deep world imprint on its body - the female spirits worked hard to attack the target, but found that nothing.

Therefore, the vast majority of female spirits will choose the small world as the destination of the spirit descending, and only a handful of the best of them will be sent to the middle world, and most of them only exist as assistants to male spirits.

Male spirits, there is only one goal of the spirit descent - to seize the world's attention and become the chosen son of the spirit descending world!

Get world coordinates!

After that, it's the empire's long journey of conquest - even with world coordinates, a medium world is not so easy to conquer.

At this time, a large number of female spirits will also be sent out, and the spirits will descend to different star fields in the middle world to divide and break the resistance of the natives to the empire.

However, the Chosen One of the Middle Worlds is not so easy to become!

He needs to be outstanding enough to be on top of the world!

You must know that even a small F-class planet like the Earth has a population of tens of billions, let alone a medium world!

First of all, you must reach the peak on a planet, and you must surpass all the powerhouses in the star field where this planet is located, and then stand out among many star fields!

Therefore, the loss rate of male spirits is very high, and it is already very rare to have one success among a thousand people.

This is also the reason why in the Empire, ordinary citizens only know that there are female spirits, but they do not know that there are male spirits.

Their numbers are really too scarce!

There are millions of female spirits in the empire, but there are only tens of thousands of male spirits, and in the empire's population with hundreds of billions as the basic unit, there is no splash at all.

To put it simply, a successful female spirit is like a spider queen, using spider threads to connect the characters related to herself and glue them into a dense web of relationships.

And the male spirit is more like a king of the jungle - when he is strong enough, there will naturally be strong people to come and attach him!

Every successful male spirit is an excellent commander!

In fact, the top ten legion commanders in the empire, without exception, are all male spirits!

It's a pity that the male spirits are soaring, but they are often too rigid and easy to break.

Perhaps, he could observe this little female spirit more and see how the female spirit weaves her own network of relationships - weaving the web is the instinct of the female spirits, especially the female spirit who has fallen into the scourge of being lost, and will work harder to weave the people related to him into the web.

The world that male and female spirits go to is different, and there are not many opportunities for this kind of close observation.

Thinking of this, with a blazing glance that seemed to be careless, he looked at the book in the little girl's hand, and easily saw a line of words on it-