12.Chapter 12 With money in your pocket, don't panic
12. Chapter 12 I have money in my pocket and I don’t feel panic.
Author: Twilight Jiarong
"What's down there?" Song Xi asked.
"The situation this time is quite special. Human beings now have the ability to destroy the planet. It senses that the connection between humans and nature is getting weaker and weaker. When it is completely severed, humans and the planet may no longer exist. In this era, people
There is no need for a powerful person to turn the tide, so it—it can also be said to be me—split out many clones and entered into various classes and industries, trying to turn the forward gear in a slightly deviated direction."
"What if there is no way to deviate from the direction?" Feizhu asked.
"Then humans will be the next group of dinosaurs. After all, this is the planet it worked so hard to build every plant and tree. Humans are also its most satisfying creation. It still hopes that both can survive. If you have to choose one, naturally
It’s the planet that is chosen.”
"You're not asking me to save the earth, this is a bit cliché," Song Xi complained.
"You don't need to save the earth, you just need to live a good life. After all, there are always some people who think that human beings can still be saved." Lao Fang put away his mobile phone, took out another mobile phone and said to Feizhu: "I'll give it to you.
Install the APP on your mobile phone so that you can check it at any time when needed."
"In view of your current physical condition, I will temporarily leave my mobile phone with Song Qing for you to keep. If necessary, go and get it." Lao Fang stood up and prepared to leave.
"Song Xi Feizhu, see you next time." Old Fang stepped forward.
"Have we had any other friendships before?" Song Xi asked the doubts in his heart.
"Thank you for the title of 'True Friend of Women'." Lao Fang waved his hand.
Song Xi was stunned for a moment and then realized what he was doing.
Haha, it's you.
As night falls, the countryside is dotted with lights.
Grandma Zhang was warming herself by the fire next door and watching videos on her mobile phone.
In the past, Song Xi and Feizhu stayed by Grandma Zhang's side and rubbed the charcoal fire. Today, because they still had to digest the day's information, they decided to communicate in the woodshed.
"What riddles did you play when Lao Fang left?" Feizhu asked the question he had been holding back for a long time.
"I once left a message to an emotional blogger, saying that he was a 'true friend of women.' I didn't expect that person to be Lao Fang. It seems that his business scope is quite broad."
"He often tells some emotional stories that touch heaven and earth. Everyone leaves messages and is very touched."
"I often miss my steps. People read my messages and said they were about to burst into tears, but then they shrank back again."
"This is something you can do." Feizhu nodded, "The angle of attention is always very tricky."
Song Xi did not argue with him this time because she had more important things to consider.
"Where can I find a can to kick next time?" Song Xi was very melancholy. She wanted to put her hands behind her head and cross her legs, but then she realized that this kind of action was a bit against cat ergonomics for a cat.
So I stretched my body and then lay down.
"I'm afraid not. Characters like this that require great merit to be solved are all big bosses. The probability of appearing is very small, so you just ran into it." Feizhu analyzed in a deep voice.
"You are not the creator of this world. You can create a few more and I will kick them one by one. About 10 will be enough."
Feizhu was shocked by this idea. After thinking about it carefully, it might work. Isn't it just a matter of using the card to gain experience? I'll have to ask Lao Fang tomorrow about how to do it.
Does this count as using a routine ten times in a book? He doesn't know whether it will work or not, but if it is really such a book, he will probably be cast aside by readers.
Feizhu thought about that scene and shuddered. "Tomorrow we will ask Lao Fang to see if it can be operated?"
"Also, can you help me add some money to my Maosheng account? A small goal is enough." Song Xi now felt that he had become rich, and his tone became arrogant.
"How much do you spend on a cat?" Feizhu wondered.
"It doesn't matter whether you spend it or not. The main thing is that you have money in your pocket and don't feel panic."
Flying Pig: "."
"Family, something strange happened in our community today." A man's voice came from Grandma Zhang's cell phone next door.
"Let me show you a video. This video was taken in a hurry. Please watch carefully."
Feizhu and Song Xi heard the sound, stopped talking, and listened carefully with their ears raised. They silently said to Grandma Zhang not to row away.
In the video, a female voice singing with a high throat can be heard, and it can be heard that it is sung by a boy.
The singing is quite melodious, Song Xi commented. It makes my whole body feel goosebumps when I listen to it.
"This little chubby guy is usually taciturn and unsmiling. Recently, his style has suddenly changed. He is singing and dancing. He is girlish and does not care about other people's opinions. Everyone is very happy to see it, and his parents are blue in the face.
But his parents still can't do anything about him. We can't just seal his mouth and tie him up because of this." The male voice in the video continued.
“Family members are welcome to leave messages for analysis and brainstorming.”
Next, the video sound of the interaction with the cat came. It was probably Grandma Zhang who had crossed out the video.
Feizhu and Song Xi looked at each other, as if they had seen a sparkling jar. They decided in an instant that no matter whether they could brush 10 jars repeatedly, they had found an alternative.
After spending the night without talking, the two decided to go up the mountain to find Lao Fang the next day.
Early the next morning, the two of them went out.
In the past, there were one or two tails following him every day, but suddenly none of them were seen. Grandma Zhang was a little uncomfortable with it.
However, she also understands that everyone has their own path, and being able to happily accompany them for a period of time is already the best gift from God.
After breakfast, Grandma Zhang went to play cards with a little regret and a little loss.
When the poker players saw that Gouzi didn't follow him, they asked. Grandma Zhang said she had gone out for a walk, but no one paid attention.
When they arrived at the temple, Song Qing was squatting by the patio brushing his teeth. When he saw them coming in, he raised his chin and motioned for them to go in first.
The door of Lao Fang's room was closed tightly. He didn't know if he had not gotten up yet or if he had gone somewhere else.
Song Xi took advantage of Song Qing's time to brush his teeth and walked around the temple again, but did not see Lao Fang. He returned to Song Qing's house.
After Song Qing finished washing up, the breakfast bell rang. When he came back from eating, he also brought food for Song Xi and Feizhu.
Watching the two of them eat in several bites, he got up and went to get a mobile phone from the drawer.
He turned on his phone, clicked it, and said to the two people: "Master has left for something, and he left a message for you."
"You two, don't always think about opportunism. After all, creators are not omnipotent. You must respect the rules and common sense."
"Song Xi will do meritorious deeds honestly."
"Fliggy, I've written everything you want to know on my phone. If you have any questions, you can ask Song Qing."
