After lunch, everyone went back to their yurts to rest.

Xiao Fubao lay on the bed and read the fairy tale book borrowed from the little padded jacket, and his little feet kept swaying back and forth.

Suddenly, she turned her head to look at Sang Wanzhou, who was closing her eyes and recuperating, "Brother, will the ugly duckling really become a white swan when he grows up?"

Sang Wanzhou lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at her, "Huh?"

Xiao Fubao sat up cross-legged and said very seriously: "But isn't the ugly duckling a duck? A white swan is a swan, why does an ugly duckling become a white swan? Shouldn't the ugly duckling be an ugly duckling when it grows up?"

Sang Wanzhou opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Fubao, who wanted to ask this question seriously, inexplicably a little funny.

This little guy is really ...... from a storybook perspective It's different.

"It's just a metaphor that says that if a person works hard, he can succeed in becoming a winner."

Xiao Fubao tilted his head to look at him again and asked, "If you work hard, will you be able to succeed?"

Sang Wanzhou: "......" is not necessarily ......

Xiao Fubao: "Can I change my race if I succeed?"

Sang Wanzhou: "......" is not allowed......

[Hahahaha! The question from the child's soul has blocked the Sang Wan Zhou speechless! 】

[Today's children are really amazing, that's why I said, don't tell children that fairy tales are fake, it's good if she doesn't tell you that reality is an illusion. 】

[Sang Wanzhou OS: Don't ask me, I don't know where so much chicken soup came from in this fairy tale! 】

Sang Wanzhou thought of various explanations, and finally chose to close her eyes and not explain.

The main thing is that what she said is right, and there is nothing to refute.

Seeing this, Xiao Fubao did not continue to ask, and continued to read his storybook on his stomach.

Read a whole storybook.

She found that everything in the storybook was amazing.

The girl is only the size of a thumb, the pumpkin can be turned into a carriage, the piglet can build a house, and the girl's hair is as long as a tower.

Master has said that Elysium is a place full of magic.

So, has Master entered the world of the storybook?

That's great, then Master will definitely have a very happy life!

Xiao Fubao was satisfied with closing the storybook and putting it next to his pillow, covering himself with the quilt, closing his eyes, and wanting to meet the master in his dream.

In the past few days in Crescent Village, the guests have almost rested.

The fatigue of the first two weeks is gone.

"Today is our last night in Crescent Village, how are the guests and the little ones resting?"

"Energetic!" Xiao Fubao jumped up at once and replied to him very energetically.

The director nodded with satisfaction and continued, "Tomorrow we are going to start a new journey, so it will be up to the little sheep to draw lots and decide where we are going to play in the next installment."

Lu Zhiyang, who was named by name, was stunned for a moment before standing up and walking towards the director.

The director waved to the side, and the village chief walked into the camera with the lottery box.

"Here, let's draw one."

The village chief bent down and handed the lottery box to Lu Zhiyang.

Lu Zhiyang reached in and pulled out a card casually, and took a look at it himself.

"Come, show me."

The director took the card from his hand, raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Lu Zhiyang with deep meaning.

I didn't expect it to be drawn here.

"The location of our next trip - Dream Island!"