After eating a hearty lunch, Huang Wen went to wash, and Zhang Wensong's little guy held a Chinese dictionary and read it with relish, which made Zhang Lan smile happily: "Wife and children are hot on the kang!" What a fairy-like day! ”

Zhang Lan walked out of the room and walked through all the houses in the yard, and there was nothing to fight with, which made Zhang Lan smile bitterly: "What kind of world is this?" ”

Huang Wen heard the sound, walked out of the kitchen, and looked at the iron catalpa, hoes, wooden sticks, small axes, and small saw......s in the yard, she was stunned, and then sneered, looked at the stunned Zhang Lan, and said with a smile: "Hey, Zhang Lan, don't you want to use them to fight monsters, right?" ”

Zhang Lan's face froze, turned to look at Huang Wen, and said with a wry smile: "You have also seen that our family has only these iron lumps, and there are no weapons!" You say, what should we do in the face of thousands of monsters? ”

Huang Wen frowned, and said solemnly: "It is true that in the face of so many monsters, we are unarmed, and it is too difficult to survive!" Besides, on weekdays, you can only use your pen, and you won't know anything else, don't you want to learn to draw a picture like those fantasy stories, and there will be thousands of troops, right? ”

"Drawing?" Zhang Lan frowned, looking full of thoughts.

Huang Wen was stunned, I was amused, this stupid guy didn't really want to paint, you better spare me, just your ghost drawing, it will only make people dizzy, and it is easier than killing.

Huang Wen shook her head and said, "Okay, even if you want to paint, do you have a paintbrush and paper?" Don't forget, now that the end is coming, there are fewer and fewer of those things, and besides, you don't have that realm! ”

Draw?

Boundary?

Well, this damn apocalypse, I'm a powerless scholar, how am I supposed to live?

Well, even if the world has changed, with the legendary strange energy, but painting also requires talent, I have a talent for fart, I draw a simple model from the top to the bottom, and nothing else can be drawn.

Wait, models?

Model......

Zhang Lan's eyes became brighter and brighter, looked at his hands, and muttered: "Yes, I have vitality, I can create everything!" ”

Huang Wen was stunned, and shook her head with a wry smile, this stupid person is hopeless, I should continue to brush the dishes, this kid was kicked in the head by a donkey.

"Vitality?"

"Drawing?"

"Model?"

"Without paper, without brushes, I can't draw legendary myths, I'm not a magic pen Ma Liang!"

"So, what should I do?"

"Although I know how to make paper, I can't make paper at all! What's more, I don't have those special abilities, I only have - life force! ”

"Yes, Vitality!"

"My life force is active, I can bring living things back to life, this is my supernatural power! But how should I use my powers? Zhang Lan fell into a deep meditation.

After Huang Wen finished washing, she glanced at Zhang Lan, who was still in a daze, shook her head, turned around and walked into the living room, only to find that her baby son actually put down the Chinese dictionary and went to see the comic strip, she couldn't help but shake her head: "This child, when will you learn to pretend!" ”

Zhang Wensong stuck out his little tongue, smiled, and ran out of the living room with the comic book, for fear that his mother would snatch his comic book. He ran to the yard and saw his father in a daze, and he asked, "Dad, what's wrong with you?" ”

Zhang Lan was stunned, came back to his senses, squatted down, looked at Zhang Wensong, and asked, "Song'er, what are you looking at?" ”

"Oh, look, Pet Baby and Carrot Card Wars!"

What is the "......", "Pet Baby and Carrot Card Wars"? Zhang Lan took the comic book and looked at it, looking at a big skeleton popping out of a baby ball, and a golden-armored man came out of a card on the other side, and the two things fought, Zhang Lan was stunned all of a sudden, and with a click in his mind, a creation lightning flashed by, and said in surprise, "That's right, pet baby, card god of war!" Haha, Song'er, you are really my lucky star! Zhang Lan hugged Zhang Wensong, kissed Zhang Wensong's forehead fiercely, and then turned around and ran.

Zhang Wensong looked at the crazy father blankly, what's wrong with him, hasn't he woken up yet? Oops, my comic strips!

"Bang~!"

Zhang Lan rushed into his study, crackling and flipping, as if looking for something.

"Mom, dad is crazy?" Zhang Wensong walked to Huang Wen's side and looked at Zhang Lan who was rummaging through the cabinets, looking dazed.

"Yes, your dad is crazy." Huang Wen nodded approvingly.

Zhang Lan, who was rummaging through the cabinets: "......" Nima, I'm looking for my books, okay, I'm not crazy.

"Boom la la ......"

It took a long time for the storm to stop in the study, but when I saw Zhang Lan walking out with twenty or thirty books, he put it on a table with a bang, and looked through it in an uproar.

"Basic Skills of Sketching", "Sketching Animal Painting", "Sketching Plant Painting", "Sketching Flowers, Birds, Fish and Insects" ......

"Yin and Yang Charms", "Taishang Laojun Charms", "Xuanwu Emperor Charms", "Huashan School Charms", "Yellow Emperor Yin Charms", "Zhuge Charms" ......

"Hieroglyphs", "Cuneiform", "Spring and Autumn Warring States Period", "Sima Guang Calligraphy", "Wang Xizhi Calligraphy", "Li Bai Calligraphy", ......

"Introduction to Mold", "Car Model", "Aircraft Model", "Cannon Model", "Basic Drawing Method of Mold", "Basic Production Method of Mold"......

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……

Huang Wen looked at these messy ghost things with some collapse, he was crazy, he was really crazy, when was this, he was still reading, and sure enough, his head was kicked by a donkey, it was not normal!

Zhang Wensong was also dumbfounded, his father was crazy again, it was terrible!

Zhang Wensong tugged Huang Wen's big hand and whispered: "Mom, what has Dad stimulated again, why is he crazy again?" ”

Huang Wen shook her head and said with a wry smile: "I don't know either!" Besides, your dad is a psychopath, let's ignore him, okay? ”

"Oh." Zhang Wensong pursed his lips, turned around and ran to his small study, he was reading a comic book.

Huang Wen looked at the crazy appearance of the two of them, and couldn't help but shake her head bitterly: "Evil! ”

"Boom la la ......"

Looking at Zhang Lan, who was flipping through one book after another, Huang Wen frowned and said, "Zhang Lan, don't pretend!" ”

Zhang Lan looked up at Huang Wen, showing a hint of confusion, and then said with a wry smile: "Wen'er, I'm not pretending, I'm studying, do you know?" Also, I now have the legendary spiritual powers, and as soon as my spiritual powers are scanned, they will be engraved in my memory, which is so convenient! ”

Huang Wen: "......"

Mental power?

Are you kidding?

Oh, no, now is the beginning of the apocalypse, it is very likely that some bizarre and strange things will happen, and it is normal for Zhang Lan to be very likely to give birth to spiritual power.

Well, it's normal.

But ......, Nima, mental power? You think you're a magician! Cut!

Huang Wen shook her head, no longer paid attention to this madman, turned around and walked into the study, and said with a wry smile: "It's a mess, and it has to be reorganized, it's really troublesome!" These two don't have a fuel-efficient lamp, they are all two debt collectors! Forget it, I'd better start sorting it out quickly! ”

"Alas, it's dark, there's no electricity, and there's not much candle left, how can you live this day!" Huang Wen was a little worried about the days to come.