Dan looks much more refreshed in clean clothes, even if this refreshment is only temporary, and the bastard boy will turn his clothes into a dirt painting exhibition in half a day, but at least it looks much more comfortable now.

"I filled you with half a basin of water in the basin and washed your own clothes." Garcia, who was fiddling with a gadget in front of the table with his head down, looked up and said, then raised his hand to dig out another gadget from the cabinet on the table, and then lowered his head to continue fiddling.

"I know!" Dan replied a little impatiently, but this impatience was not that he didn't want to do the laundry, but that his brother didn't look at this side at all - he had already touched the basin containing most of the water and was ready to wash the clothes, and he was still saying here that he would be completely passive in doing the laundry himself.

"Well, I'll just mention it in passing, I know Dan will definitely take the initiative to do the laundry himself." Garcia still had his back to Dan, but he seemed to have insight into his brother's thoughts.

"Huh!?" Dan couldn't help but exclaim, then forcibly suppressed his surprise and replied flatly, "That's." ”

The box reverberated with the rhythmic sound of water rubbing clothes, occasionally accompanied by the sound of a basin of water slapping on the ground.

So the younger brother did the laundry, and the elder brother worked, and the faction was harmonious and happy...... If you could call what Garcia is doing as a gadget.

Garcia was still fiddling with his knick-knacks at the earthen table, and when he looked closely, the small table was cluttered with a few two-inch spikes, some fine powder, and a few hollow semi-circular spheres. If you look closely, there are some clay-fired balls, which have been split in half by Garcia for some reason. On the boy's right hand side were seven or eight small clay jars with labels attached, but the words on the labels were not readable to us.

"Pink ......," Garcia muttered quietly, glancing at the jar on his right, "How many spoonfuls?" I remember if the teacher taught three or four spoons......"

He frowned as if he was thinking about the past, and then suddenly he understood something, and waved his hand to the right to get the small spoon next to the jar.

"Smack." The hand that he waved clearly waved at the jar he had placed on the side earlier. Garcia was startled, and then immediately reached out in an instant to grab the falling jar.

"Smack." With a crisp thud, the tagged jar fell to the ground, shattering as a matter of course.

"Tsk, that kind of bloody god is really only found in the heroic stories of the people." Garcia snorted, shook his head helplessly, and watched the red powder spilled from the broken jar absorb the moisture on the ground and turn brown and black, "When I save enough money, when I save enough money, I will buy a clay pot mixed with metal powder that can't be broken, and come back, I will do it......"

The helpless Garcia is ruthless about the things on the ground, although this ruthless heart is going to go quickly.

"Tsk, how can you afford ......"

So the young man, who only sighed, extinguished his thoughts. Leaving the chair, he crouched down to pick out the broken clay pot fragments, and then used his hands to smear the scattered red powder into a pile.

"Here, jar." A small, wet hand reached over Garcia's ear, clutching a small jar larger than his. The jar still had water stains that had slipped off its hands.

"Thank you, Dan." Garcia took the small jar and refilled it with all the pink on the ground.

"Brother, you're still making that thing that can explode." Dan asked, watching his brother's movements.

"It's not called something that can explode, it's called a bomb." Garcia put the last bit of pink back into the jar and looked at the red fingers, "Oh, it's tidal." ”

So he stood up, took out a metal machine with a mouth on the top from the table, and poured the whole jar of red powder into it. Then I picked up the generator next to me and started shaking.

"Anyway, let's get rid of it first. Luckily, it's red pink, and if it was a black stone, my leg would have to be blown up with at least a skin trauma...... Dan, haven't you washed your clothes yet? ”

"Washed up, I'm playing in the water......" The yellow-haired boy in front of the basin lowered his head when he heard this, looking like he couldn't play.

"Hurry up and pour the water over to help, you see I'm too busy!" Garcia shouted.

"That's because you're clumsy......" Dan muttered quietly, then saw his brother look back at him with a smile, "...... When I didn't say. ”

"What do you want me to do?" The yellow-haired boy went to the sewer and poured the water, then wiped his hands next to his trouser pocket and stood up, "Make a bomb?" ”

"It's still the same as two days ago, according to the recipe notes left by Mr. Hyde, just combine the red, pink and black stone with the yellow powder in proportion, I remember that the seasoning is three spoons ......"

"Three spoonfuls of red powder, two spoonfuls of half-yellow powder, and one and a half black stones, in fact, I think it should be written as six spoons of red powder, five spoonfuls of yellow powder, and three black stones." The yellow-haired boy poured the beans and poured them out.

"Tsk, I have to say that thirteen is a good time to remember things." So the nineteen-year-old boy began to puff out his biceps and shake his arm desperately, while lamenting that he was old.

"Brother, it's done." Dan reminded in a whisper.

"Oh...... Good. Garcia was stunned for a moment, and sure enough, the metal instrument showed that the dedrying was complete. So he silently took away his hatred of the old man and poured the red powder back into the jar, and then threw it to his younger brother. "Here, transfer five more to me according to the recipe, and I'll make a few splash bombs over here first."

"Why do you come to me every time for such a thing as adjusting the formula? The day before yesterday, he dragged me off Mr. Sean's head and came back to do this. The yellow-haired boy muttered with a face full of displeasure, "I almost practiced the water magic skill just now, do you know?" ”

"Your Tai Chi drawings can't be turned into divine skills a thousand times, I'll tell you." Garcia glanced at his younger brother, "Collect your temperament, this is a big thing to ensure the safety of the town, if it weren't for your amazing bones and excellent bones, I wouldn't have asked you for help." ”

"Hey, okay, I'll play!" The yellow-haired boy grinned when he heard this, and then he threw the jar and walked out the door.

"Come back, did you listen to all what I said!" Garcia shouted, "I'm mad at you again." ”

"Really...... Brother, I'm wrong, I'll adjust the recipe well. Dan wanted to reply to a few words, catching a glimpse of Garcia's trademark stylized smile that represented the precursor of anger, and then changed his sentence, moved another chair, and began to spoon by spoon the various powders according to the recipe in the ball that had been split in half.

Garcia finally laughed knowingly, and began to load the gadgets on the table into the pottery balls that had been adjusted. After filling the seal, he threw it into the half-bag next to the table.

"This bag is full, and it should be able to deal with those two earthworms entrenched in the basic school. I hope that the security team hasn't encountered those two earthworms in the past two days, so it's good that they have made any big moves. ”

……

The security team, the full name of the security management and crusade brigade of Spices Town, is responsible for the security protection and invasion of Spices Town, the main manifestations are, for example, the town accidentally broke into a way-finding big tooth ant, the security team will unite to kill the ants before the ants turn back, because once the ants turn back, they will go to the anthill to tell their companions that Spices is suitable for them to come to hunt, and then there is no other ending in this town, it is over- The book says that in the Underground Country, many small towns are exterminated every year surrounded by ants; Or if there are robbers from somewhere else in the town, the security team will also be dispatched to eliminate the robbers and prevent the robbers from making any further moves--in the eyes of the Spicers, robbers are strictly the same thing as big-toothed ants, they never produce themselves, but only plunder cruelly. Internally, then, the duties of the vigilantes are mainly ...... Tsk, mediate the dispute between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the old Wang's family in the east of the town and the old Jason's family in the west of the town, the business conflict between the old Billy tailor's shop and the blind Bligh tailor's shop, help the old Bill take the grocery store, put it too high and can't reach the old groceries, help Mrs. Moby taste the newly made Kakalu soup, soil salt, do you add more candy shop, crazy girl looks for the missing doll, the bear helps the son of Lord Darst, find a good wife...... Ahem, let's move on to the outside world.

In short, Garcia had no choice but to inherit the work of the leader of the security team when he inherited Mr. Hyde's class, but on the other hand, he was also glad that he didn't need to do these internal tasks as a team leader who wanted to teach and educate people, such as the one hundred and fifteen words above, compared to Blair, who was also a member of the security team, such as a junior underground palace tearer with an uncle's face, whose actual age was only one year older than himself.

"Ahh ”

"Ahh On the armchair next to her, the wrinkled sixty-eight-year-old grandmother Sophia smiled kindly, opened and closed her toothless mouth and said in a strange tone of concern, "I have here the cold powder that my son brought back from Yingxi Town, why don't you try it to be good for your teeth?" ”

The old woman held up a yellow, yellow-colored paper bag and said, but the dirt powder sprinkled in the paper bag told Blair that the bag was actually a handful of mud that the old man had just grabbed from the ground......

"Okay, okay, I'll drink it when I go back~" The big man took a breath, then smiled and said to the old woman, while taking the paper bag with dirt and putting it in his pocket.

"The big guy is getting better and better lately, nay!" The wrinkles on Sophia's grandmother's face were even worse because of the smile, and it could be seen that she was very happy, but the old man still had something to give, and she took out a small panties from behind the chair, looking at the size, it is estimated that only children before the age of three can wear them, "Na, grandma, grandma just saw the big baby take a deep breath, and it is estimated that she has urinated on her body, come here, grandma has a new panties that were just knitted yesterday, and the big baby quickly changes into a clean ......"

"......" Blair only felt that his left eyelid must be beating wildly, and he forced himself to tell himself that sitting across from him was an old man who was insane because his son died in an ant attack a few years ago and needed to be taken care of, and then finally showed an ugly smile, "Okay, grandma, I, go back, home, just, change, on." ”

"No, no, it's too late to go back and change the big guy, the big guy will get sick, it's better to change the big guy now, grandma can take a look at the big guy and the little guy......"

Blair squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and he felt that his heart must be crying now......