The little green shoot stubbornly holds on until it straightens its leaves completely and until the soil at its roots loosens.

Then, it succeeded, and once again it touched Morrowind's finger.

The boy was stunned, he didn't expect the lightning flower seedlings to have this perseverance.

This kind of perseverance is something that even many humans don't have.

"Aren't you afraid to pull out the roots and die?" Morrowind chuckled, his fingers motionless, letting the hundreds of volts hit it.

Giving your child the reward he wants when he succeeds is a must to educate a child.

Parents and teachers have a role to lead by, so they must not be untrustworthy.

Bang bang bang.

With the applause, a familiar figure appeared in front of the morning wind.

"You're here." The young man looked at her and said lightly. This time, he seems to have lost his previous enthusiasm, maybe this is familiarity.

The woman nodded slightly, then crouched down, her slender fingers reaching straight for the small leaves of the lightning flower.

"Don't move, there's electricity!" However, before she could touch the little green shoot, her hand was blocked by the boy.

"Are you afraid that it will hurt me, or are you afraid that I will hurt it?" The woman's hand paused slightly, she raised her eyes to look at the young man, and asked with a chuckle.

"Of course I'm afraid that it will hurt you, don't look at its small size, just underestimate its power."

"But I'm not afraid, don't forget that I'm an S-class powerhouse, and ordinary thunder and lightning are not effective for me at all."

"Then whatever you want, you can touch it if you want."

……

The woman lowered her eyes, and she gently rubbed the subtle veins of the lightning flower, feeling its non-lethal electricity.

At this moment, thousands of thoughts surged in her heart.

Actually, she didn't just come, but she had been here for a long time, and she came before the boy's hand was smeared with thunder and lightning for the first time.

She didn't show up just because she was a little curious, and a big man would play with a small seedling?

As she observed, she found that they not only played together, but also looked like father and son, like master and apprentice.

The man guides the seedling and, when it succeeds, gives it what it wants, even if it hurts him.

How familiar this scene is.

Once upon a time, my younger self had just awakened an ability, and I couldn't release it or control it.

Seeing the flames suddenly coming out of his body, he was so scared that he thought that the flames would burn him to death.

"Master, Master, where are you?" The girl, who was only six or seven years old, cried and shouted.

Within a few breaths, her master appeared beside her.

She threw herself into the man's arms, and the man didn't push her away because she was on fire.

The fire burned the man's clothes, burned his hair, and burned his skin, but he remained motionless and hugged the girl tightly.

This may be the father's love like a mountain, no matter how hard and tired they are, they will stand like a mountain and become the greatest support for their children.

……

As the woman thought about it, tears flowed down her soft cheeks.

"Why, crying again, you're still really sentimental." The man's mouth was full of disgust, but he took out a clean handkerchief in his hand.

He was not in the habit of using handkerchiefs, but after knowing that this woman loved to cry, he always carried a few handkerchiefs with him.

The woman took the handkerchief and whispered, "It's okay, I just remembered some of the past." ”

"Some of the past? It seems that your past is a little unfortunate, and there are many sad things. ”

"No, my past is lucky and happy!" Although her eyes were still a little red, the woman's smile was from the heart.

"yes, smile more after that." Seeing the woman burst into tears, the morning breeze also hooked the corners of her lips.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Hmm."

"Then let's go, this little flower that accompanies you more in the future may be good for you." Qingyin looked at the thunder and lightning flower again, and said thoughtfully.

"Oh? If you have electricity every day, you can live a hundred years longer. Morrowind thought she was joking, so she joked too.

"Yes, maybe not only a hundred years more, maybe you will live to be eight hundred years old, to live to be a thousand years old!" The woman didn't contradict him, but continued with his words.

This year, only twenty years have passed since the cataclysm.

The human capacity has increased, but how long the life span will be extended, science has not yet been determined, after all, the time is too short, and there is no sufficient weight of arguments until now.

But the prolongation is certain, and some annual plants and animals live for twenty years or more, which is the strongest evidence.

It's just that 800 years, 1,000 years, is still too long for the current human race, so long that they dare not fantasize about it, so long that they think it's just a joke.

……

Still on the way, Morrowind knew about his next special training project.

Fight against intelligent robots, and they are also intelligent robots that are a small level higher than themselves.

This is a long-term special training project, and Morrowind only has C8 at the moment, so he needs to fight against C9 robots until he can defeat them with his bare hands. When he upgrades to C9, his opponent is replaced by a B1-level intelligent robot, and so on......

"Does she want to get revenge on me?" The boy grabbed his hair, distressed.

Ever since he found out that the next special training program was this, he had been unhappy.

Leapfrogging challenges, how did he complete such a difficult task? The golden giant ape, they were three of them, they thought of all the ways they could think of, and in the end it took most of the day to kill it.

And that time, they dug pits, used fire, and used various auxiliary means, but these are not allowed when fighting intelligent robots.

In addition to the above, another thing that makes Morrowind feel very difficult is that this project is a real battle, not an AR simulation.

In real combat, that means that you will really get hurt, even seriously injured.

After thinking about it for a long time, the teenager came to the conclusion: she just wants to avenge me for bullying her last time and wants to abuse me!

If he could use ten times the strength, the boy would naturally be sure to defeat a higher-level intelligent robot, but he and Qingyin knew very well that that kind of power was not something he could use if he wanted to.

The woman does have the intention of taking revenge on him, but she wants to force out his potential more often. There is no doubt that his potential is huge. But potential is not strength after all, before it can be transformed into strength, Morrowind can only be beaten, this process may be three or five days, or ten days and half a month.

If Morrowind was left alone in a closed environment like before, he could concentrate on fighting the intelligent robots, but now, he couldn't concentrate even if he wanted to.

Every time he raised his head, he could always see through the transparent wall that the woman was leisurely sipping tea and munching melon seeds.

was beaten in front of the person he liked, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he was beaten so that he couldn't straighten his waist, which ......