Raymond, who was standing next to the bed, had a puzzled look on his face.

But little Nemo, who had already eaten until he couldn't sit still, had a sad and angry expression on his face. "Mommy, you're a big bad guy! If you want to starve a child to death, you can say it, where can you eat such a hard thing!"

In indignation, little Nemo even wanted to jump up, but its round belly made little Nemo look like a tumbler on the bed, rolling left and right, but he couldn't sit up.

Laughing, Raymond grabbed little Nemo's neck and stuffed it back into the container, and then silently recited the incantation, and the sharp bamboo leaves of the abyssal dwarf bamboo that quickly spread in the container covered the body of little Nemo again.

A stumbling sound came through the cracks in the bamboo leaves, and Raymond threw little Nemo's sister Ellie into the container as well, and then stuffed the container back under the bed.

Raymond, who returned to the bed, quickly crossed his knees into meditation to recover his lost mana.

Time passed slowly, and when Raymond woke up from his meditation, he felt that the scarce jīng god had been replenished, and his whole body was filled with a sense of comfort.

But before Raymond could call up the chip monitoring record, a hoarse shout came from under the bed. "Big bad guys! I want to starve children to death...... Help, help, baa ......"

Little Nemo's angry shout made Raymond's head full of black lines.

Directly dragged out the container containing little Nemo under the bed, and after lifting the lid, Raymond saw that the sharp bamboo leaves of the abyss dwarf bamboo he had stuffed in before seemed to be not missing at all.

Cutting open the bamboo leaves that were deliberately pressed a little tightly, the round body of little Nemo leaked out.

With tears in his eyes and a bamboo leaf in his mouth, little Nemo seemed to be chewing hard before he saw Raymond.

He pinched the thin bamboo leaves of the abyssal dwarf bamboo in his hand, but Raymond only used a little force, and the small bamboo leaves were crushed into crumbs by his fingers.

Raymond, whose face sank in an instant, was about to get angry, but little Nemo immediately spit out the bamboo leaves in his mouth and complained bitterly. "Big bad guy, you can't eat these things......"

Aggrievedly looked at Raymond with its big eyes, and the tears it was holding were wiped away by little Nemo, and then it handed over the bamboo leaves that had just been spit out of its mouth with its small hands.

Angrily took over the bamboo leaves, and Raymond's eyes, who turned on the chip exploration, flashed red, looking at the bamboo leaves of the abyssal dwarf bamboo that were gradually magnified in his vision, and Raymond's face was puzzled.

The bamboo leaves, which were completely condensed by magic, were no different from what Raymond had seen in Edgar's mentor before, but as he looked closely, he soon noticed some differences.

"Call up the raw data of the abyssal dwarf bamboo!" Leaving little Nemo with a pouting mouth full of grievances, Raymond, who turned around and walked to the side, gave instructions to the chip.

Two images of abyssal dwarf bamboo leaves appeared in my sight, and under the contrast of the chips, the results soon came out.

In terms of the hardness and toughness of the bamboo leaves, the bamboo leaves formed by the technique are similar to the naturally grown abyssal dwarf bamboo leaves, but in essence, they are completely different.

Normal plant cells are divided into sizes, but the plant cells formed by the technique are as if they were produced with molds, the size is exactly the same, and they are arranged neatly and neatly, without a trace of disorder.

Raymond, who frowned, knew that he had made a mistake in the pattern, and took it for granted that the plants condensed by magic would be exactly the same as the plants that grew naturally.

Turning around and pinching the back of little Nemo's neck, Raymond roughly estimated and found that this little thing had digested all the meditation grass it had eaten before in a short period of time, but its weight had not increased much.

"If you eat so much, even a pig should grow two taels of meat. He muttered in his mouth, but at the moment when Raymond put little Nemo into the container, little Nemo who suddenly burst up and pounced on him, opened his small mouth, and bit Raymond's finger in one bite.

The index finger was bitten by little Nemo's teeth, and Raymond, who instinctively retracted his hand, soon laughed, because the scene in front of him was like a small bamboo shoot hanging from his finger, and little Nemo was dangling in mid-air, kicking his calf but not having a focus.

But Raymond was only a brief startle, because the pain that pierced his heart before did not appear at all, but little Nemo, whose eyes were red and swollen and his face was full of grievances, was about to be unable to hold on.

Little Nemo, biting Raymond's finger, had nowhere to focus in midair, and its few teeth alone could not support its weight.

Little Nemo, who let out an exclamation, let go, quickly fell into the container containing it, and sat down on the pile of bamboo leaves and cried. "Mommy, bully the child, bully the child......"

A hint of a smile appeared on his face, and the index finger that was carefully observed by Raymond was not left at all, and the protective force field brought by his plant talent allowed his skin to maintain its highest strength at all times.

But although the little Nemo who fell into the container was crying and cursing, the tears that flowed out of it were immediately wiped clean by it and licked into its mouth, and the hateful eyes showed that this little thing was not lightly angry.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Raymond turned around and took a meditation grass placed at the head of the bed, broke a few forks and cast a plant-induced spell.

As the spell fluctuated, the meditation grass that grew rapidly reached more than a foot tall, and the emerald green branches and leaves were unusually full.

In just a few minutes, the meditation grass that could fill the container was made by Raymond and thrown to little Nemo's side.

When the first meditation grass was born, little Nemo, who had stopped sobbing, pounced on the meditation grass with joy and began to gnaw on it.

Seeing this, Raymond didn't want it to be so comfortable, so he picked it up again and asked at it. "How long will you be able to eat so much food?"

His mouth was full of meditation grass, and little Nemo, who was slurred in his speech, was very dissatisfied, but after swallowing the food in his mouth, he still shouted excitedly. "It's delicious! It's delicious! The child is growing now, and he can have ten piles of food a day, and the child can eat enough to eat Baa......"

His eyes widened, looking at the spiky meditation grass piled up in the container, and involuntarily reversing the weight of Little Nemo, Raymond, who was extremely depressed, asked. "Is it possible that your meal will increase?"

Licking the crumbs of grass blades with its pink little tongue, little Nemo's smart eyes looked a little innocent. "Big bad guys, children will work hard to grow up, and after a while, there will be twenty piles a day, which will barely be enough to eat......"

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