Chapter 302: Is that good?

Mordo had never hated literature so much, especially in the middle of the night, after the extremely suppressed voice coming from the tent of Chick Kelly's parents, Modo and the chick Kelly, who was talking about literature, instantly understood what it was. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, Modo understands very well that on this desolate little broken island, what else can he do at night except to have some fun like this? But when he accidentally touched Modo, the chick behind the stimulated and hideous murder weapon ran out of Modo's tent like a frightened bird.

Then he left the little dwarf burning, and he spent the night sleepless in front of the tent full of remnants of the girl's body fragrance......

The next day, the little dwarf was the last to get up, even so, when he walked out of the tent, he still looked tired from sleeping well, looking at the little dwarf who walked out of the tent, the little girl Kelly immediately brought the water for Modo to wash, and then breakfast or something was served continuously, even if the face of the old man Minoan was as black as the bottom of the pot, it was directly ignored by the little girl Kelly.

"Didn't you just promise to write a poem to her when you have time, as for being so excited like Lao Tzu promised to marry her as a little wife?" Mo Duo, who was squatting there without an image and snorting and pulling breakfast into his mouth, muttered quietly in his heart.

As Mo Duo, who was a big man in his previous life, he couldn't understand how the beautiful poems that made him familiar to a rough man could be taken to this ignorant world, and how they could be as irresistible as a nuclear bomb to those young women in literature and art.

After that, even in the stormy sky, Kelly, a young literary woman, still overcame the psychological obstacle of fear of heights, clinging closely behind Modo, and asked Modo one after another lofty literary and philosophical questions.

The little dwarf Lord Modo, who is in pain like constipation, if it weren't for the fact that he wouldn't lose face in front of a beautiful girl like Kelly, he would definitely not be able to help kicking the whole family off the dragon's back.

Fortunately, the little dwarf before Moduo crossed was definitely a complete young man, and he was completely uncovered after indulging in so many years, and Modo, who had all his memories, naturally said that he was also the first to speak, and occasionally added one or two golden sentences from his previous life in it, which made the chick Kelly admire Fei Wuti and threw himself to the ground.

After discussing it for a long time, it completely made the young literary woman Kelly sigh like this: "Master Modo really lives up to his reputation, and his literary literacy is really unfathomable......"

So much so that in the following time, as long as there was time, the chick Kelly stuck to it like a dogskin plaster, discussed literature with Master Modo, and in her words, 'in these few days, under the guidance of Master Modo, her soul was completely sublimated'.

But for the little dwarf, this day is simply a torment, but isn't there a good saying: if you pretend to be forced, you have to finish it with tears.

In the midst of such suffering, the gem island finally arrived in the incomparable anticipation of Lord Modo.

However, when he got off the dragon's back, the old man Mino, who deliberately rubbed to the end, viciously threw a cruel word to the little dwarf behind everyone's back: "It's okay to want my old Mino to give you a job, but stay away from my baby granddaughter Kelly, how far away." ”

After the sad Lord Modo heard this, he suddenly wanted to cry without tears......

Some time ago, the arrival of hundreds of elite forces led by the Thirteen Ogre Taibao, as well as the timely replenishment of Modo's massive materials, officially announced that Gem Island, a small island that had been quiet for countless years and no one cared about, had entered a super fast development channel.

First of all, a large number of propaganda teams ran all over the villages where the seals were located in this archipelago, and they originally felt that it was no big deal for the seals who could return to the arms of the great god of war, even if they were working day jobs to do something for Lord Modo.

What's more, those envoys brought good things that almost made them unbelievable, and if they went to work for Master Modo, the rich reward would be completely blinding the eyes of these dirt buns.

It's just to help the generous and benevolent Lord Modo, do some physical work without capital, Lord Modo will take care of your three full meals a day, and the rice and flour food that you didn't even dare to think about before let you eat vigorously, how much you can eat, until you are full.

In addition, if you can work overtime at night, as long as the working hours exceed 10 o'clock in the evening, you can even get a free supper, which is called a luxury, rice and flour food are not uncommon, and each person can also share a palm-sized piece of fat, which is full of fat and wonderful taste, which makes people want to swallow their tongues directly into their stomachs.

What's even more like a dream is that each person who works overtime can also get a small glass of pure and translucent wine Wodega, which is completely a wonderful artifact given by the great god of war, as long as you take a bite, the whole body will be warm, and those bodies that have been beaten by the sea breeze for many years are suddenly indescribably comfortable.

In the end, do you think this is the end of this wonderful life like a beautiful dream? Not at all, every day you work here, you will get a steel employment certificate, and with these certificates, you can go to the magical place called the supermarket opened by Master Modo, in exchange for good things that they don't even dare to think of.

In the myths and stories that have been passed down orally from generation to generation by the seals, the treasures of the so-called sea gods and the kings of Solomon in the past will always arouse the infinite yearning of these poor jingling buns.

But who wants to take these now, the old broken stories are displayed in front of them, they can spit on your face, just kid, no matter how good those treasures are, can they be better than Lord Modo's supermarket?

Mountains of all kinds of rice and flour grains, cornmeal that used to be regarded as treasures by seals, are almost the same level as feeding livestock here.

Bundles of soft and beautiful floral cloths, snow-white and comfortable cotton cloths, piled up in the eyes of these seal people, and all kinds of tempting jerky, steel daily necessities that are as beautiful as works of art, and all kinds of ornaments made by dwarf jewelry craftsmen......

Isn't that much stuff as good as those two broken treasures?

The most important thing is that as long as the steel voucher in their hand is enough, the seals can get everything they want, and even if the voucher is not enough, it is nothing more than a little more work for Lord Modo.

Imagine how happy the wives and children who stayed at home and still pitifully ate seafood were when they saw such delicious rice and noodles they brought back, not to mention the beautiful clothes and daily necessities that they had never dreamed of before.

In short, as long as you think about this, the seals who come to work are always full of endless motivation in their work.

When the Ogre Flint triumphantly reported in front of Modo that it had only used less than half of the materials needed to build the small town of Borg Village, it had completed more than twice the amount of work.

Modo just wanted to ask weakly: "Is it really good for you to do this?"