Looking at the little boy in front of her, who suddenly raised a section, Dill hooked the corners of her mouth with satisfaction.

He rubbed the little boy's hairy hair with his hand, and then poked the little boy's white and tender face, smiling with satisfaction.

"It looks much more comfortable that way."

Of course, the little boy in front of him could not be the child of the original owner, but he was born from the body of the original owner.

He's the original owner's awakened ability, the ability to materialize.

It remains to be seen what this ability will do and how powerful it will be.

Dill took out a small tablet and clicked it a few times, and the surrounding space-time distortion formation was like a thin layer of ice, which was shattered in an instant.

Dill instantly appeared outside the base's first line of defense.

According to the conversion of the formation to distort time, it has now been three months since the day he disappeared.

Three months later, the outside of the base had long been restored to order, not a single zombie corpse could be seen, and even the breached defense line had been repaired as before.

The adepts at the gatekeeper's base saw Dill and immediately ran to report to the Chief Officer.

A few minutes later, a man hurried towards the dill.

There was a slight tiredness on his countenance, and it was evident that he hadn't had a good rest in a while.

"Nan Nan" Fang Guoxiang's voice trembled slightly, and there were faint tears flashing in his eyes.

He stretched out his arms to hug the daughter in front of him, but was stopped by a small body.

The small body raised his head, pretending to be a little adult, and said seriously: "My mother is only I can hug, and no one else is allowed to hug." ”

The child's words made Fang Guoxiang stunned, although the child in front of him called his mother, but whether it was from the age of the child or the time when the daughter disappeared, they could not be a mother-son relationship.

Fang Guoxiang bent down and smiled kindly at the little boy in front of him: "Little friend, tell uncle, where are you from, whose child is it?" ”

The little boy snorted and turned his head away. and did not care about Fang Guoxiang.

Dill threw the little boy's head back and said, "Be polite when talking to the elders." ”

The little boy had no choice but to answer aggrievedly: "I came from my mother's womb, and I am a child of my mother's family." ”

Fang Guoxiang smiled, obviously not believing in such a statement.

The little boy who was questioned was a little anxious, he tugged on the sleeve of dill, and said in a milky voice: "Mom, tell him quickly, what I said is true." ”

Dill pulled away his hand holding his sleeve with a disgusted face, and said, "Dad, I picked up this child outside, and I looked strange and pitiful at the time, so I brought him back." ”

The little boy began to pout aggrievedly, and Dill glared at him.

The child was trying to cry again, and he had to stop it.

The little boy sniffled, holding back tears.

Regarding where dill has gone these days and what it has experienced, although Fang Guoxiang wants to know very much, but seeing that dill has no intention of confiding for a long time, he did not ask.

It must not be a pleasant thing, in this case, I still don't want to say anything more, so as not to poke my daughter's sore spot.

It's a beautiful misunderstanding, but don't ask if it's a worry-free thing for dill, at least you don't have to rack your brains to make up a three-month, ups and downs adventure.