Rourou was very excited to tell Sù Nalasa the news, in fact, Narasha already knew, both sides are communicating with their minds, the most direct and pure way of communication, as long as the mental power is enough, you can hear it, if the mental power is not enough, the other party can also let you know if you invade a little.

After exchanging ideas, the sixty gentle assistants did not eat enough, and after thanking Rourou, they were busy with their work again.

At the last moment, they also hinted at Rourou vaguely, asking him to kill their master, or forcing their master to break off the relationship himself, as if they had a different way of confessing their master, they could not do it themselves, but others could do it.

They who have not eaten enough and have to work know that the master did not let them stop, in case the material obtained from work is reduced too much, it will not be good to be discovered by the master, even if there is a gentle master who is dragging everyone's master over there.

They envied Rourou, and saw that Rourou's master did not use Rourou simply as a tool, but as a partner, and between the partners, whoever should do what should be done, who can be able to embody it, and the partner who cannot eat stones will provide food.

The sixty Xulunmu Ago really wanted to be partners with their masters like Rourou, but they knew that if they couldn't, their masters wouldn't want to.

They regretted it psychologically, especially regretting that they didn't listen to the gentle assistant brother who had the management identity breeder, and the eldest brother had quietly hinted at them at the time, don't recognize the master, it is a loss to recognize the master, in fact, there is no need to recognize the master, just help to do things.

In the past, they felt that it was good to confess the Lord and to have a being who could accompany them. With this in mind, they followed the hints of the eldest brother and selectively confessed to the Lord, only to know that what the eldest brother said was right.

The more they confessed, the more regretful they were, because it was implied that they were the most of their kind.

Therefore, when Rourou just came over, they were indifferent and thought that Rourou was stupid. The choice of the way to confess the Lord is wrong, and there is no chance at all. That's when they found out. Rourou is so clever that she has found a good master for herself, how good is it? Rourou invites guests to dinner, and his host provides food and wine.

didn't scold, never refused, didn't even hesitate, and directly took out something to let Rourou feast the same kind, this is a good host, no wonder Rourou works so hard.

In envy and regret, sixty meek assistants continued to work. At the same time, there is something to look forward to.

Rourou also wanted to eat the stone table, but was stopped by Nalasha.

Nalasha took a knife and cut the meat to eat, and asked, "Rourou, do you feel that the food is not in your taste?" Say it and we will adjust it for you, we don't dare to say okay in other aspects, just say that it is eaten, it is very powerful." ”

Rourou is very embarrassed, I just heard the same kind of people say that food is very precious. The master didn't give it, and in the contradiction that he didn't want to be unsaturated in the future and felt sorry for the master for eating too much, he asked Nalasha.

"Mistress, do we have enough food? With that, he looked at Nalasha worriedly.

"Hahahaha~!" Nalasha laughed. It wasn't until Rourou was laughed at that she said to Rourou: "We are not a ninth-level civilization, we are a fourth-level civilization, but we are a civilization that attaches the most importance to eating." Let's be honest with you. Behind you, there are ten planets dedicated to providing you with a variety of meat and vegetables that are planets. A planet 10,000 times larger than yours.

And that's nothing, we have a lot of planets, and if you need them, we'll deploy them to provide you with logistical supplies. You know, for you, we have at least 200 million full-time chefs.

We humans are so young, and we don't want to deceive you with a machine to bake and eat for you, so we naturally have to increase the number of people, otherwise how do you think we can provide sixty gentle assistants just now?

Tomorrow your staple food is big buns, and now you need to consider your taste requirements, whether to eat lightly. For example, the little ones who treat you with radiation, they don't eat salt, they always spit it out, so they are fed, and we try to remove the salt, what about you?"

Rourou listened to Narasha's words, her emotions fluctuated violently, and she didn't know happiness without comparison, and after learning what happened to other people of the same kind, he knew how lucky he was.

He was afraid for a while, if he hadn't recognized the Lord in time and was caught by the ninth-level civilization, how ...... would his life have been I don't know if it's bitter or not, there's no comparison, everyone is the same, maybe it's normal.

But now there is a comparison, I don't need to drink that unpleasant potion, I can remove the effects of poisoning and radiation in the case of suffering, and the owner and the small ball called by the master will help me clean up, and it will be over in a very comfortable situation.

The host is so nice and should be ...... himself

"Rourou, what do you want to eat?" Narasha's consciousness fluctuations interrupted Rourou's thoughts, and he quickly replied, "Anything, what you make is delicious." ”

"Okay, when the time comes, you can watch and taste it yourself, tomorrow's staple food is big buns, and the day after tomorrow they say it's 'turn back' and 'whole sheep soup', and the day after tomorrow it's ......"

Nalasha continued to introduce the food shop, but Rourou stopped listening, and once again rushed into the meteorite swarm, devouring rocks and other things in a frenzy.

Gongsun Murong accompanied sixty breeders to eat for more than three hours, eating a whole fish feast, the breeders as if they had never eaten in eight lifetimes, rarely talked to Gongsun Murong, most of the time they were eating, occasionally choking on food and sending it down with wine, they would only say a word to Gongsun Murong.

The meaning inside and outside the words is the same, tell Sù Gongsun Murong, don't be too accustomed to being gentle assistants, you will get less benefits in that way, and if you raise them to slander, they will not be satisfied in the future, they can't distinguish between priorities and priorities, and it is easy to be unfavorable to the master.

also implicitly warned Gongsun Murong that there are many things that newcomers don't understand, so they should learn from the old man, and don't show everything too prominently, which is easy to provoke things.

"Nameless, I'll tell you. The keeper in charge drank a little too much, patted Gongsun Murong on the shoulder with his tongue wide, and said to him: "There are some things, if you rush forward, others will see you, right? Also, when you are fighting, you run to the front, do you say that the enemy will stare at you? What is this called, do you know?

"The rafters that come out of the first rot, and the spear shoots the first bird, according to what we say there, the tree is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it, and the heap is out of the shore, and the flow will be turbulent, and the walk above the man will be not." Gongsun Murong replied very cooperatively, of course, it was not a cooperation, if he really cooperated, he would say that he didn't know, but he really didn't want to listen to the other party continue.

How could he not know about this matter? But he can't learn it, let alone do it, he's bleeding and drifting, and what he wants is that he is invincible and courageous, and what they pay attention to is that when they attack, they are overwhelmed and punctuality is solid.

Large-scale combat, he either don't participate, as long as he participates, he must rush to the most dangerous position to attract the enemy's firepower, contribute to the transformation of the entire formation, die, and die there, the foundation of the national art of the galactic civilization is actually the eight-pole mode, strong fighting, strong opening, see the stitches, inch by inch.

This is what I have been doing since elementary school, how can I retreat? If I take a step back, I will deny myself, and how can I have a sense of fighting? Unless I pick the enemy alone, I can't beat him before I can run, because it has no impact on the whole, otherwise who would dare to move in the battle group?

"Yes, yes, that's it. The breeder didn't know that Gongsun Murong was slandering in his heart, and his pupils were almost out of focus, so he continued to pat Gongsun Murong on the shoulder to express his agreement.

Gongsun Murong was actually very envious of them, they could actually get drunk, how could a person with such a high level of mental strength be drunk? And even if he was drunk, he could still move and survive in space.

Then he asked Gongsun Murong, "Nameless, do you understand?"

"Understood. Gongsun Murong could only agree.

"Understood, you can't give your gentle assistant more than one serving at a time, okay?" asked the keeper, squinting his eyes.

Gongsun Murong smiled, shook his head, and said sternly: "It's not good, my gentle assistant, what do I want to do...... Just do it, this is my principle of existence in this heaven and earth, whoever dares to touch it, who is my enemy. ”

Gongsun Murong knows that the other party has reached the realm, the body is not drunk, the body is not drunk, the form is not scattered, and he can practice drunken boxing.

As soon as the words fell, Gongsun Murong's spiritual power expanded, enveloping everyone, and he felt the hints of the other gentle assistants just now.

Other gentle assistants recognize the Lord differently from Rourou, Rourou stupidly directly and completely recognizes the Lord, the master dies, he dies, and the other gentle assistants are that they themselves cannot kill the master, but others kill the master, they are only hit hard, but they will not die with it.

And look at what they mean is that they want to change their masters, they live too aggrieved, they repeat the same kind of work every day, and they don't eat as well as the gentle assistants who don't recognize the Lord.

If the answer is to take medicine, the master's face will be ugly, and he will take out an extra potion, and they will not want to eat meat for a few days, and if the answer is no, the master will be happy, and then let them work.

After knowing the thoughts and situations of the sixty gentle assistants, Gongsun Murong didn't have to worry about the ninth-level civilization, the ninth-level civilization wanted labor, and whoever took the place could take this position, as long as he could provide them with special materials.

Put out the mental power, cover the whole area, and wait for the other party's reply.

Sixty breeders found that they couldn't move in space, and their minds wanted to be released but they were suppressed, and they couldn't do it, they used their mental power to eliminate alcohol in their bodies, and looked at Gongsun Murong in horror one by one, I really couldn't figure it out, how could a newcomer turn his face when he said it, and he would do it when he said it.

"Nameless, you, what do you mean by this...... Think?" asked the keeper in charge of the association nervously.

In fact, he knew in his heart what was going on, the newcomer stopped doing it and wanted to resist.

Gongsun Murong's face was indifferent, and he asked rhetorically, "What do you mean by what you said to me before?"

"No, it's not interesting. "The keepers are getting nervous.

"I think it's also boring, so you have to express your meaning clearly in the future, don't always tell me what I mean, do you understand what I mean?" (To be continued......)