In front of me, there is a cup of green tea, filled with hot steam and fragrant fragrance. Two little guys with the same mini figures are standing next to the tea cup. One has long dark blue-purple hair with metallic luster, and looks exactly like a little crow.
The other one has long green hair and green clothes, with two restless pairs of translucent little wings flapping around behind him. Well, it’s the newly born mini Medivh who is curiously studying the tea with Dingdang. The former
I was picking up the rim of the teacup and scooping water out of it with my own eggshell fragments. The latter was directly reaching into it to fish for tea leaves as a snack. He was enjoying himself, being innocent and cute - this scene somewhat calmed my mood.
.
Because sitting across from me is an incredible creature that can hatch a mini version of itself from a ping pong ball.
Sure enough, it’s still impossible to calm down! This is indeed a situation where it’s impossible to calm down!
"I said, girl..." I added some hot water to the tea cup under the curious gaze of the mini Medivh, and said to the little crow in front of me, "Didn't I tell you that I won't let you hatch eggs?
, but now you are still young and cannot take care of so much at one time..."
Just as I was halfway through my words, I heard a loud crashing sound coming from the side. Qian Qian ran in carrying a big box and yelled: "I've collected them all, there's quite a lot!"
The box was placed on the coffee table.
I looked up and saw everything in the box: table tennis balls, tennis balls, light bulbs, balls of thread, gashapon, walnuts, master balls, and even a steaming vegetable bun with a fragrant smell...
"Ah haha, this is what I want to eat." Qian Qian laughed happily and picked out the vegetable bun. As usual, she broke it into two halves and gave me half, "Ajun, you want to eat it? Sister just
Steamed."
I took the vegetable buns from Qian Qian stiffly. This girl was really calm and optimistic. I guess the first priority in her mind right now was to share the vegetable buns with her boyfriend first, and then discuss world peace.
It doesn't matter. I turned my head and glanced across the way, and found that the little crow was looking directly at the steaming food in Qianqian and I's hands, and then stretched out his little hand with a matter-of-fact expression: "Master, I will eat too!"
There was absolutely no awareness that she was being trained. In fact, I even doubted whether she knew she had made another mistake.
Naughty kids like Xiaoxue are difficult to deal with because her moral index is relatively low, but no matter what, Xiaoxue still knows when she gets into trouble and when she will be punished. Naughty kids like Xiaowu are actually even more difficult than Xiaoxue.
Because not only does she have no moral index, but in most cases she doesn’t even realize that she has caused trouble. Even after being taught by the whole family for a whole day, she can still run around laughing. From a certain perspective,
.If this kind of shameless ability and toughness can be put into shield technology, maybe our deep submersible ship will reach the other side of the abyss by now... Thinking about this, I still stuffed the buns to the little girl.
, to prevent her from crying.
"Okay, do you really think these things will be..." Sandora had been sitting next to her without saying a word. At this time, she couldn't help but frowned and interrupted. She looked at the large box on the coffee table, which was in a mess. The only thing in common was
The dots are all spherical things, and the tone is very subtle, "Medivine really hatched her own schizoite from a ping pong ball?"
"As evidenced by the eggshells, these little things are like stupid birds. They value their eggshells, and they will definitely not make mistakes." Bingtis was lying on the sofa reading a book, reading from the tome.
He stretched out his arm and pointed at the newborn mini-Medivian on the coffee table. The latter was still lying unswervingly on the rim of the teacup, leaning forward to scoop out water with eggshells to drink, and was scalded by the hot tea from time to time.
Panting, as if there was only one thing left to do in her whole world. The "eggshell" in her hand had been identified long ago. It was actually half a table tennis ball, even though the result had just been identified.
Even Bingtis was said to have been in a state of dementia for several minutes.
"This is unscientific." I took out a ping-pong ball from the box and gestured with it next to the head of the mini-Mediwen who showed extraordinary enthusiasm for green tea. "It's fair to say it's an egg, but a ping-pong ball is too.
It’s too small. How did this little guy get in there before? Didn’t she panic because she couldn’t hold it in?”
Bingtis couldn't bear it and put the book aside, looking at me with a stupid look: "Nothing should be hatched from the table tennis ball, right?! This premise has become a fucking fact, and you are still here
I’m so confused about the problem of my balls not being big enough! Is it as painful as yours?”
I lowered my head silently and protested weakly: "Ahem, please be more civilized in front of children. After a while, the little crow chased me and asked me what pain in the balls is. How do you want me to explain it?"
Bingtis turned his head and continued reading with a cry: "Civilization is stupid. That concubine is a modal auxiliary. The ancient saying is ugh, but today it is translated as your mother b. The history of civilization is just a book that uses various grammars to translate curse words back and forth, and the result is even worse.
The history of nonsense that comes more and more unacknowledged... Forget it, I won't tell you anymore, I'm still busy looking up the Bible..."
I stared dumbfounded at Sister Bing, who was even more violent with her language. I couldn't help but say something more: "Why is it so popular?"
Bingtis said and ignored me, but turned around at this time: "Damn, I just got the news this morning. Two worlds under my name are actually fighting on their own. The reason for the war turned out to be differences in understanding of the Bible.
, two groups of archbishops prayed at the same time and asked me what those two passages in the Bible meant... I have been looking for my concubine all morning, but they never remembered that I had ever written about tofu nao in the Bible! Besides, how many years have passed since then?
In the past, those little bastards still kept the Bible that I carved on clay for them, word for word. Now that they have developed to the stage of inter-universe civilization, they still insist on erecting totem poles everywhere. How can they break this?
Don’t you know that literary creation is about timeliness? The eggs that were pulled out in the past will not be able to retain the original feel if you pull them out this year... Ugh... Damn it! Sandora, you are crazy... Uh-huh..."
Bingtis was tied up into a rice dumpling by his best friend and thrown out. Then Shandora and I looked at each other with sympathy: "I (you) are so full that I'm going to tease that two hundred and five!"
In any case, Bingtis's interruption was a good way to adjust the atmosphere. I no longer pursue the unscientific nature of the little crow hatching a schizophrenia from a ping-pong ball. The key to the problem now is: how to fundamentally transform this kind of schizophrenia?
Get rid of the bullshit and cheating stuff.
"Now it can be speculated that the little crow can hatch schizoites from anything she thinks is an egg and that she thinks can be hatched." I took out a tennis ball from the box and tossed it in my hand, and was busy
The little crow who was stuffing the buns in her mouth suddenly stared over, and her little head followed the tennis ball up and down bit by bit: she definitely thought it was an egg too, "This understanding depends on her subconscious, even if we tell her these things
It's not an egg, and she understands that. That doesn't help... To put it bluntly, it's the power of God that is at work. God's power is higher than the inherent laws of the world. God thinks that table tennis balls can hatch chicks, so table tennis balls must hatch chicks...
…Why is the little crow so determined to hatch the egg?”
I'm very puzzled by this - maybe as a primate, I can't understand where the power of the little crow to hatch eggs comes from, just like I can't understand the two fools in the corner who are guessing and decide.
Whoever loses gets kicked by Lin, just like the male Protoss of Light. Speaking of which, 123 is an m. What is your mentality, Kenser?
"Little Diwen is a very well-behaved child." My sister came out of the kitchen at this time and said while wiping the water drops on her hands on her skirt. "She listens to you and Anweina very much, so I guess she didn't mean it.
Right?"
"Gah?" Little Crow looked at the adults around her, as if she didn't understand why the atmosphere was a bit serious, but this did not affect her from continuing to entertain herself. She moved her head, and a small mini Medivh came out of her hair.
Come, and then the little crow started to pick out the leeks from the vegetable buns and feed them to the little guy: the scene was extremely weird.
We have just discovered this. When releasing or recalling its own schizoites in small batches, Medivh does not need to create a large-scale crow storm. This is probably the only good thing: because the crow storm is almost uncontrollable.
With her sometimes unreliable brain, Little Crow is now the naughty kid with the best house-demolition skills in the family. I am glad that there is a way to buffer her destructiveness.
"That is to say... Little Diwen is not disobedient on purpose, but she has to release her power, which is why she has a series of strange actions in the past few days?" Sandora said thoughtfully,
While taking out an apple from the pocket and chewing it, my eyes immediately fell on this apple. Her Majesty the Queen suddenly became alert, and while guarding her food, she said: "What are you doing - I've already
There are no eggs to eat! Are even the apples going to be taken away? Don’t tell me that she can hatch schizophrenia from this thing! Then is there anything edible in our house?”
"If this situation continues, sooner or later our family will have to steam the steamed buns into triangles. Can you imagine this girl lying on the basket and hatching a bunch of steaming steamed buns?" I waved my hand with a wry smile.
"You said that the bird is releasing excess energy uncontrollably? Is hatching an egg an instinctive response to this impulse?"
Sandora nodded affirmatively: "Don't forget, in most situations at this stage, the little crow is more instinctive than rational. She does listen to you, but she can't control all her instinctive reactions, including the crows'
The phenomenon of energy loss during storms and transformations. If you have to explain why she is still creating split organisms after repeated education from adults, then there is only one answer: the instinct cannot be restrained. Maybe...she is growing again."
I couldn't help but look at the little crow opposite. She was still concentrating on feeding her "child", raising a chick with the instinct of a bird: although in my opinion, she was just a chick, and that
The little crow, whose belly was swollen from drinking, ran to his sister holding an eggshell (actually it should be a table tennis shell? Well, let's call it an eggshell), and seemed to want to exchange the drink in his hand for her.
After some "chirping" of unknown meaning, the two little guys reached a consensus.
In two days, just two days, the little crow made 2,700 of these strange little things, and it seems that these strange little creatures have far more secrets than we imagined.
I couldn't help but leaned over and pressed on the little crow's head. The little girl immediately let out a happy "Gah" and rubbed it against my hand with her eyes closed. From the outside, I couldn't see the little crow at all.
It was different from anything before, but her strange behavior in recent days showed that this strange bird had too much energy.
"Is this child growing up too fast?" I turned my head and glanced at Bingtis, who had escaped from the rice dumpling form and crawled back to read a book. "It's been less than two months since the last time her condition stabilized, right?"
"For a Crow God who will become the main god in the future, the growth rate is simply a random number, and common sense laws cannot be applied to her. It is better to send her to your research institute for observation for a few days, otherwise
..." Bingtis suddenly paused and pointed at her feet, "When do you think she will know that the earth is round?"
Suddenly everyone was shocked, and I looked at Sister Bing dumbfounded: "No...it's not like that!"
"I believe me, the reason why this bird has not hatched the earth is simply because it has not seen a globe. So now you'd better send her to the research institute as soon as possible and let your experts quickly toss her with something.
Control the growth rate.”
"Okay, little bird." I turned to greet Medivh, "How about you go to the institute to stay for a while in the past two days and spend time with your uncles and aunts? Anweina and I will go over to see you often."
The little crow immediately nodded happily: "Gah!"
It is actually very easy to persuade her to go to the research institute. It is not as uninformed people imagine. The child cannot leave home and even starts crying and fussing when it comes to going to the hospital (for Little Crow, the research institute is a hospital). This is mainly because
It’s because she was taken to the research institute when she was just born, and she often goes there, sometimes to play and sometimes to cooperate in experiments. She feels there is probably a second home. And there are many places in the research institute.
There is a group of researchers she is very familiar with - this girl would have been very indifferent to them if they stayed here for a few days.
So that afternoon, we sent the little crow over and handed it over to a research team that specializes in long-term follow-up research on the crow god phenomenon: this research team has not been disbanded since the birth of the little crow, facing a rogue that is always growing.
Crow God, they never lack projects. Before leaving, I repeatedly emphasized to the research team: Never let the little crow touch the globe, and certainly don’t let her touch anything that looks like an egg.
On the way back, I ran into Biberu who came to Shadow City to visit Fina, so I ran to the research institute again in a cold sweat:
Don’t let Little Crow see Biberu either…
It was already evening by the time I finished working on Little Crow's messy things, but everything finally came to an end. After I got home, I just wanted to eat something quickly and take a shower, so as to forget the weird things that happened in the past two days as soon as possible.
But as soon as I came back, I saw a small surprise: Ding Dong’s silly little Doudin was running back and forth on the back of the sofa, with two little crows following behind her!
"It seems...these two were left behind by that careless crow god." My sister sat on the sofa with a leek in her hand and looked at me with a helpless smile. Whenever a little crow ran to the side
, she handed the leek over and fed her two mouthfuls. The ten-centimeter-tall mini Madiwen ate the leek with joy and happiness on her face, and then continued to chase Dingdang with chirping.
"Forget it. Let's raise the little crow for a few days before she comes back," I waved my hand, "After the mercury lamp, our family has another baby head to support the army, and they are all mini armies that are several sizes smaller.
Do you think it would be very profitable if we start a new project selling toys?"
"Who is the doll head! Who is the doll head!" As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a shout from beside me, and before I could react, I felt a weight on my shoulders, and the little doll girl grabbed my hair hard.
"I'm a mature rose girl - by the way, idiot, I want to go find Zhenhong and the others, can I go out for a few days?"
I was startled: "Looking for Zhenhong? Didn't you just go there a while ago?"
The little doll didn't say anything. He just fished out a poster from the small pocket on his chest. He put it in front of me and said, "Look! There's a new release of Rose Maiden! It's going to be a TV show again! I
I need to show off to them!"
Me: "..." Tell me what kind of weird guys I have raised! What part of the education problem is this?
Every day is such a chaos, and my life and daily life are rolling forward driven by logic that no one can explain. Early the next morning, Mercury Lamp went to play with her sisters, in order to show off that she was in another world.
I was able to watch the latest Rose Girl, and then she called me at noon that day and asked me to send engineers to build a signal tower at Jun Sakurada's house, because Zhenhong also wanted to watch her new show. This group of people had been fighting to death.
The doll girls are now so harmonious that they are weirdly harmonious. There is also good news from the research institute. They have discovered the spectrum of energy released by the little crow, and are working on a guidance device that can leak out the energy caused by excessive growth.
The energy is introduced into the void: we don’t have to worry about that stupid bird hatching the earth as an egg. The two mini Medivhs left at home by the stupid bird actually became good friends with Dingdang, although Dingdang thought that at first
A group of three-inch crows who are similar to themselves are enemies who have invaded their home, but now the two sides have put aside their past feud: it probably depends on their IQ. Ding Dong kindly invites the two little crows to visit her bedroom, study, toy room, and warehouse.
The kitchen and the large balcony, and I happily enjoyed afternoon tea with my two little playmates - in other words, the three little devils had been digging around on me all day, and finally spilled it on my head while drinking tea.
My neck.
When I was bored, I started a new research project: Little Crow Ecological Observation Diary...
ps: "Heiling Emiya, please explain why you refused to carry out this mission with Sasaki?"
"Ever since I saw something strange in the archbishop's notebook, I shudder to think that Sasaki was once an ass♂ass♂in."
——"Temple Report Collection-The Power of the Pope's Crown Is Everywhere"