The fifth red leaf with a confused face looked at the things in his hand, not knowing what to say, and there were four big words written all over his face: helpless.

The things that were given to her were not very valuable. It's just a small box, similar to a piggy bank, that stuffs things in from above, and can be taken out from below to see. But unlike a piggy bank, which is a disposable thing, this one looks like a wooden one, and the whole thing is more like a cabinet, or drawer, that can be pulled open layer by layer and then put back in.

The fifth Momiji has never seen anything like this, and you can see the shadow of something familiar, but it seems to be much better and more interesting than those things.

"What is this?" The fifth autumn leaf opens the bottom layer, and inside is a piece of paper, and when you take it out, it is clean and nothing, as if it was supposed to be like that.

Holding the paper, the fifth Momiji stood up. She could vaguely guess what was written on the paper. With a sigh, she sat down on the couch with the paper and opened it.

There aren't many words written in it, but if you look at the handwriting, everyone should have a share.

Thinking of these usually unruly middle school sick teenagers, one by one they obediently wrote their feelings and thoughts on a piece of paper, probably because they wanted to say too much, and in order to prevent the article from being too long, they had to rack their brains and try to express what they wanted to say concisely and concisely...

Thinking of this kind of picture, the fifth red leaf couldn't help but laugh directly. If it weren't for the education she received since she was a child to maintain her image, she might have laughed like her.

"Ahem." The fifth Momiji suddenly heard something, and then sat up alertly. She carefully observed the more easily overlooked places, and found that the things that had been placed in advance had not changed, so she put her mind at ease.

was so frightened, and the fifth red leaf didn't want to laugh so much. Quietly looked left and right, and there was no one else. She quietly breathed a sigh of relief, not because of anything else, or something particularly important. It's simply because her image has been preserved...

Cough.

Someone in the shadows clenched his hand into a fist next to his lips and pretended to cough a few times in a low voice, trying to brush up on his presence.

However, he didn't even dare to see his sweetheart, this little bit of existence...

Oh, I'm afraid it's useless.

Fifth Momiji didn't know these things, and now she was looking at the paper in her hand, which was not short but not thick.

After holding it in his hand, the fifth Momiji realized that although the paper didn't look big, it was folded and put in. That is, the paper is four times the size it seems.

After carefully reading what was written on this piece of paper, the fifth Momiji silently folded the paper as it was and put it in its original place. Then he looked at the thing and sighed.

This piece of paper was indeed a collection of thank-you notes, as she had thought. But it's more than that, it's a letter of determination.

These cubs don't know why, so they suddenly figured it out, they have to work hard, ready to take their place as the fuck daddy, and take responsibility for themselves in the future.

That's pretty much what it means, and there's a whole bunch of signatures underneath, and everyone has it, and it's all clear. They don't even know where they got the ink, and they printed their handprints. One by one, they were all red, and the fingerprints were very obvious.

What made her laugh and cry the most was that at the end of this poor piece of paper, which had already served two part-time jobs, they also made a list for her, on which they wrote what they had given her, who gave it what, what it was for, where it could be used, and marked it carefully and clearly.

Perhaps this kind of intention is the first step for this group of cubs to change. Fifth Momiji thought so, and then looked at what was in front of her and fell into deep thought.

The cubs have gotten smarter.

None of these things are bulky, all of them are very small, thin and light, easy to carry, even if you carry them all on your body, it will not make people feel distressed.

After opening, it is not surprising. Although what this group of cubs said was vague, there was still no creativity, and she guessed it directly.

They send cards.

But it's not a bank card, it's a special kind of card, it's something unique to them, it's unique.

First of all, the material of this card is very rare. Or rather, this material has not appeared new for a long time. The card they gave her was made of this material. Secondly, this material is not only rare, but also chooses its own owner.

This is equivalent to the same as a kind of game in which a droppable weapon is a bound weapon, an ordinary card is a weapon that can be dropped and traded, while the bound thing is different, the drop does not exist, absolutely does not exist. The kind that doesn't have the slightest possibility.

This kind of card, the fifth autumn leaf has heard of before, but I have never seen it. Someone, who had been in the shadows, saw what the fifth Momiji was holding in his hand and narrowed his eyes.

He also has this kind of thing. And his authority is even greater, after all, his identity is placed there, in addition to his own property, the rest of other people's families will more or less give him face, give him discounts and the like.

In short, to his extent, even if he goes out directly and doesn't bring anything, he can live a good life just by brushing his face, and he can still be quite moisturized.

The function of this card is to bind directly to the person he chooses. If it weren't for the fact that the person wanted to give this thing away from the bottom of his heart, then no matter who it was, it would be impossible to take this thing away.

Now with a dozen of these cards, the fifth Momiji can take those cards with you and bring nothing. She can go to the original owner's house or the company or its restaurants and hotels to eat and drink without any money. Even if she asks, she can get money in these places.

And how big is the sphere of influence in this group of cubs' family?

It can be said that they even bring their own companies and their subordinate things, and together, they directly radiate half the world.

Fifth, it's no problem for Momiji to go out directly and walk sideways, and now everyone's background is probably not as strong as her.

On the other side, Qin Mo, who was the first and thickest golden thigh of the fifth red leaf, was not doing very well.

First of all, I have to say that under the manipulation of Yu Qiong, intentionally or unintentionally, the two of them separated. Now Qin Mo is alone.

In addition, although Qin Mo got the golden finger, the golden finger could not improve his current living standard, so that he had food, clothing and spiritual food, which was impossible.

So although Qin Mo still looks very handsome now, he can clearly find that he is darker, thinner, and stronger.

He's in this place since he came out of the last place.

Desolate.

Rambling.

Yellow sand fills the sky.

When I open my eyes, I see this kind of scene. Qin Mo was stunned for a moment, and then the first thing he said was...

"Afforestation is still necessary."

Well???

What the heck.

However, no matter what the situation is, no matter how much he complains. I have to say that he has nothing to do now, he can't find the entrance, and he can't find the exit, so he can only stay in here honestly.

By the way, Qin Mo was no longer an ordinary person, he had entered a state of cultivation. But to say that he became a monk is not quite accurate.

The energy attributes in his body seemed to be different from everyone he had come into contact with.

The people he has come into contact with, taking his cheap master Yu Qiong as an example, his energy is colored. A wide variety of colors, bells and whistles. Of course, there are all kinds of wonders in the world, and he may just be the kind that others don't know.

But colors can fool the past, but attributes cannot. What's strange in this world is that colorful colors don't correspond to corresponding attributes, but rather have a greater emotional impact. The color of their energy is like the eyes or hair of the "traditional Mary Sue heroine" who is always complained about in reality, and the color changes with the change of mood.

Attributes and colors are not directly related, they are more of a talent. Each person will only have one attribute, this is one of the rules of this world, if there is another situation, it means that there is an intruder in this world.

By the way, the worlds have the same attitude towards all kinds of intruders, that is, to watch the play uniformly. To be honest, they don't like intruders, but they can't help it, they have to rely on more shameless intruders to achieve their goals by issuing tasks and the like.

Out of this disgust and the innate love of melon-eating people for the activity of watching a play, most of them will eventually succeed in getting another talent - cooking.

I just don't know what the intruders who got such a relatively cheating talent for no reason think.

In fact, intruders like this do a lot of harm to the world, not to mention one after another, more than one. As long as the first one appears, then it will be like some kind of virus, crazy infection, and the speed of transmission is extremely fast. In the end, the whole world was riddled with holes and scars.

If the world consciousness is a little stupid and reacts more slowly, it may be that by the time it reacts, the whole world will directly become a beehive, full of all kinds of things, big and small, and all kinds of people. Through a variety of worlds one by one.

The colors are weird and weird.

In the end, there is only one consequence that awaits this kind of world - de-escalation.

By this time, whatever the poor world is capable of, in this case, it is no longer useful.

Downgrading is a sure thing.