Chapter 132 The little baby drives an excavator, and it can't be driven at all
Time passed, and in the evening, the sun was dim and about to fall.
There was a faint glow in the sky, and it fell down, plunging both Tomoeda and Rice Flower Town into a blur of rose.
"His aunt (I'm back)~!"
At this moment, at the gate of Kinomoto's house, two voices came out at the same time, and listening to the sound alone, there was some resemblance to it.
Entrance point.
Fujitaka bent down and changed the large-mouthed monkey slippers on, while Momoya changed his shoes at random and put on the tiger-headed slippers.
As soon as he got into his foot, he felt a little strange.
How does it seem that someone has worn their own shoes?
Some of the hairs inside were trampled and flattened.
"Did Sakura not work hard again, and called her friends to her house to play?" Momoya pouted, "This guy ......"
He just wanted to complain about something, but found that Fujitaka standing in front of him was standing in place, motionless, which made Momoya a little puzzled.
Walking out from behind his father and coming to his side, Momoya's eyes fell on the house, and he was stunned for a moment.
"(o?o)......"
The two looked at their surroundings and were dumbfounded.
Because in their eyes, the whole villa, under the falling light, is reflecting the brilliance everywhere.
Obviously, they were stepping on a wooden floor, but now it was like a ceramic brick, and it was like a mirror.
Clean, clear and dust-free.
A shallow layer of water stains can still be seen on it.
All of this is illustrating one thing.
"Sakura-chan is really working hard!" Momoya and Fujitaka glanced at each other.
Momoya felt that his father's expression was like a brain tiger on his feet, dumbfounded.
Fujitaka felt that his son's expression was also like the cute tiger he wore on his feet, with a tiger head and a tiger brain, more or less silly.
The two of them looked at each other, then both nodded slightly.
Immediately after, they lowered their voices and paced slowly to the upper floor.
Fujitaka carefully pulled open a crack in his daughter's bedroom door, and with Momoya, poked his head up and down.
They saw that Sakura was already wearing her beloved pink pajamas, lying quietly on the bed, her eyes closed, and she was asleep.
A small yellow doll was lying quietly in her arms.
"This girl is still snoring." Listening to the whirring sound coming from inside the house, the corners of Momoya's mouth twitched.
The two of them only poked their heads halfway, and they couldn't see the specific situation on the bed clearly, and they could only hear bursts of snoring.
"Looks like I'm really tired." Kinomoto Fujitaka smiled, his voice low and magnetic, "Let's go and get the cake ready for her, and she can eat it when she gets up later." β
"Okay." Momoya nodded slightly, no doubts.
He just glanced at the old girl on the bed, and a soft snort came from his throat: "If you don't write your name on the cake, then I'll eat it all ~ monster!" β
"Huh?" Sakura was lying on the bed, in a daze, when she heard something like a name, she couldn't help but turn over, and buried Xiao Ke in the futon at once, and muttered a few words in her mouth, "There is a name, I wrote it......"
At the head of the bed, which Fujitaka and Momoya couldn't see, or might see, a magic book with a dark red and pink body was quietly placed like an ornament.
The two of them withdrew from Sakura's room and went to prepare dinner and cake, and by the time Sakura got up, they were probably almost ready.
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Avenue temple family.
Zhishi, who had already returned to the manor by car, couldn't wait to change his clothes, ran upstairs, and entered the exclusive theater specially arranged by himself.
She imported all the results of this shooting into the terminal of the theater.
As the picture was projected, Chiyo sat on the sofa and admired Sakura's perfect posture with a comfortable face.
Zhishi held his cheeks and watched Sakura and Wang Changsheng interact with each other from time to time in the picture, his eyes were shining: "Why am I so good at shooting~Oh roar roar~"
At this moment, outside the door of Zhishi's room, a respectful female voice came: "Miss, it's time to eat, Madame should come back late today, why don't you eat first?" β
Hearing this, Zhishi's eyes didn't even intend to leave the projection screen, but just waved his hand: "It's okay, no need, I ate with my friends outside and came back, I'm not hungry now, let's eat together when my mother comes." β
"Okay." The maid stepped back, and Chiyo began to enjoy the little movie again.
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At the same time, another manor.
Wang Changsheng strolled by the lake in the manor.
The sunset sinks, piercing through the clouds.
Today's weather is very good, the clouds seem to be symmetrical with the lake, and the rose-colored phosphorescence occasionally rolls out, and the sky and the lake seem to be connected with a crimson beam.
The wind was a little cold, the phosphorescence fell, and the rosy brilliance seemed a little warm.
Streams of light fell on the lake in front of Wang Changsheng.
Suddenly, the distant water surface was like a night sky, and one star after another circulated in it, brilliant and shining.
"I won't let you play more today, come over and go back to rest." Wang Changsheng greeted the free-range pets twice, put them all into the World Tree space, and returned to his room.
Standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the scenery in the distance, feeling the sunset penetrate layer after layer of obstacles, and finally cross thousands of miles, fall in front of the window, and fall on yourself.
"Such a good sunshine will ...... in the future" Wang Changsheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's not bad to be able to see it every day." β
After turning around all day, Wang Changsheng only felt physically and mentally exhausted, and in this quiet sunset, his mind gradually quieted down.
The trees in the distance, perennial verdant and verdant, are illuminated by this brilliance, as if they are coated with a layer of oil, and the natural atmosphere is vigorous and intoxicating.
"Everything." Wang Changsheng called softly, and in an instant, the light around him was shining, and in the void, a magic book suddenly appeared.
This magic book has an ancient atmosphere, very sacred, but it also has a sense of heaviness and etherealism, it is amazing, these two contradictory feelings can exist on the same object at the same time.
Wisps of mist also came out, and on that magic book, there was a very delicate little tree, which seemed to be able to merge with all things, and from time to time it would poke its head out of the book to look at Wang Changsheng.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Wang Changsheng glanced at the small tree a few times, but found that the other party was even more rampant after getting his response.
It began to go in and out, in and out, in and out, and in and out, and constantly poking its crown out of everything, and then retracting, and so on and so forth.
"Hey! This guy! Wang Changsheng was immediately happy, and he raised his hand to hit it, but the small world tree was also very fine, and the moment Wang Changsheng raised his hand, it retracted.
Wang Changsheng grabbed everything and waited for a while, seeing that it still didn't come out, and it was impossible for him to hit all things, so he could only snort lightly and let go.
"I'll spare you this time."
Wang Changsheng returned to the bed, and everything also floated beside him, ups and downs, and followed him to bed.
"Clean up!"
He didn't bother to take a shower and just used magic to clean himself.
This magic is still very useful, not only to clean up the surrounding environment, but also to clear the dust and dirt on the body.
And because magic can cover every part of the body, there will be no dead spots that you can't clean.
If it weren't for Wang Changsheng, he would still prefer to take a hot bath occasionally, or soak for a while, or simply not wash it, and be a dirty child for a day, this magic would be used more frequently.
Of course, even according to the current situation, cleaning up and renewing is the top two and top three in Wang Changsheng's use frequency.
Because he often fights with his pets or practices other magic, he uses it more often in other ways.
As for the magic he has been using lately, it's called Hurry Up and Bad Luck for Me~
Opening everything, the data of this magic book seems to be synchronized with the system, and the first page is his system panel.
Wang Changsheng can directly summon the panel to view, or he can check it by looking at everything.
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"I have a total of ...... now" After browsing through the personal panel through everything, Wang Changsheng paused, "180,000 negative points, as well as nearly nine hundred units of first-level spiritual objects, and six second-level magic fruits. β
According to the system's prompts, the magic content of the second-level magic fruit is at least twice that of the first-level magic fruit, and more is possible, and at the same time, both the quality and the efficiency of absorption and transformation have been improved to a certain extent.
In this way, from Wang Changsheng's point of view, if he wanted to use the World Tree's ability to brew mysterious fruits, he would not need to buy too many first-level magic fruits in the future, after all, he was already a second-level magician, and if he used a spiritual object lower than his level, the effect would be reduced.
What level is used, Wang Changsheng is still clear about this.
Low-grade using high-grade things is like a baby driving an excavator, which is not good at all.
High-grade uses low-grade things, just like an old man takes a small pill, and no amount of food is enough.
So it's still the most applicable thing of the same level.
"It's good that I didn't buy all the points into first-class fruits at that time, otherwise, I would definitely lose a lot of magic power indirectly." Wang Changsheng couldn't help but feel that it was a very correct move to press down on the idea of trying to be promoted to a third-level magician last time.
A Level 2 mage wants to use Level 3 magic, and it takes more mana.
His third-level magic is basically magic that is continuously consumed.
If he really wants to meet an enemy who has to fight, I'm afraid he hasn't lost a few magic spells, and the mana value has already bottomed out.
But if he is a third-level magician, then using first-level magic, maybe only ten points, or even one point, can release multiple first-level magic.
"But today, you have to be promoted to a third-level magician!"
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