After seeing how Feng Jian Youmeng disposed of the garbage, Nangong became a little depressed that month and didn't want to talk to Fengjian Youmeng. Disposal of garbage like this...sigh.
"Take a good look at it. Although this is a bit of alchemy, the most important thing is the teleportation of space. This alchemy only makes these garbage gather together. Don't just sigh here after seeing a little bit."
Fengjian Youmeng stretched out his hand and pressed it on the still uneven table. Then, in Nangong Nayue's surprised eyes, Fengjian Youmeng's hand pressed directly towards her face, and then Nangong Nayue dodged it.
It is true to see that Youmeng has spatial abilities, but Nangong Nayue is not without anything.
"That's it...your ability is really amazing."
Nangong Nayue really wanted to say that she didn't believe it, but thinking about Feng Jian Youmeng's abilities that were almost omnipotent to the point of being unreasonable, well, she had better listen quietly. Now she wanted to take a closer look to see if this table was real.
There is a space transfer function.
"So you can't trust me? Forget it, do you want some? These are snacks and drinks from another world. They taste very good."
Feng Jian Youmeng sat up. He just lay down because he had almost eaten all the food he had taken out. After that... Nangong Nayue has come back, so let’s invite Nangong Nayue to come and have a taste.
Good things have to be shared. Remilia and Flandre gave a lot of them to Kazami Yumu.
The way Kazami Youmu took out the snacks was to create a magic circle on the table that was not too small, and then a bunch of snacks and drinks emerged from the magic circle, as if in this magic circle
It's like there's something underneath pushing all these things out.
"Why...why do you want to stock up on these things? Could it be that they were made directly through alchemy?"
Nangong Nayue was a little speechless as she looked at the various things Feng Jian Youmeng took out. She suddenly found that the things Feng Jian Youmeng took out seemed to need more. Where did this guy get so many things?
Alchemy or direct procurement from other worlds?
"No, these things are all my tribute. I still have my own witches in other worlds."
Feng Jian Youmeng casually picked up a bag of potato chips, tilted his head and said something that made Nangong Nayue a little speechless. However, Feng Jian Youmeng actually didn't lie. Think about the bunch of Misaka sisters, these girls also
I don’t know what the situation is now, but in addition to the food tributes that have always been there, they also threw a bunch of strange things over.
After thinking of this, Feng Jian Youmeng scratched his head helplessly. Are all mikos like this? But who is it? As long as you become a miko, some unexpected things will happen? No, no, no, Feng Jian Youmeng
Meng feels that the biggest problem is indeed the people around these Misaka sisters. After all, these Misaka sisters are still providing daily food, right?
Anyway, after Kazami Yumu sees something strange, he throws it directly into another storage space. After all, these things are offered by his miko, so it is better to keep them properly.
"Miko... are you still a god? Impossible, right? How could those gods be guys like you? Think about how much garbage you just created?"
Nangong no longer cared about Feng Jian Youmeng's strength that month. She finally saw clearly what Feng Jian Youmeng was like. He was strong but would not treat others differently because of this. In fact, Feng Jian Youxiang was also like this.
Yes, but Nangong Nayue felt that Feng Jian Youmeng looked at other people very normally, but Feng Jian Youxiang looked at it from top to bottom.
In this way, Feng Jian Youxiang is a little more difficult to approach than Feng Jian Youmeng, but now that Feng Jian Youmeng is by Feng Jian Youxiang's side, Nangong Nayue doesn't feel that Feng Jian Youxiang is so difficult to approach, at most Feng Jian Youxiang is
Jian Youxiang speaks much less than Feng Jian Youmeng.
"I'm not a god. I just saved a bunch of little guys. They started calling me a god because of my temporary chuunibyou. Wow, now that I think about it, I was still a bit handsome."
Originally, Nangong Nayue wanted to comfort Feng Jian Youmeng, because she also knew what kind of dark history she had during the second grade of middle school disease to herself who graduated from the second grade of middle school disease. After all, among the students taught by Nangong Nayue,
There is no shortage of people like this.
However, Feng Jian Youmeng's last words made Nangong want to throw something at Fengjian Youmeng's head that month. This bastard was trying to make her angry, okay?
"Do you know that you will get beaten when you talk like this?"
You can't hit someone, at least you can't do it because of what this guy said, Nangong Nayue warned herself in her heart, and then she said this to Feng Jian Youmeng.
"But they can't beat me."
Feng Jian Youmeng looked at Nangong Nayue with an innocent look and said these words, which made Nangong Nayue hold his fist, but he couldn't hit it. What this guy said was really right, at least in Nangong Nayue
In my memory that month, no one could defeat this guy.
"you……"
Nangong Nayue, who didn't want to talk anymore, took a bag of snacks from Feng Jian Youmeng's magic circle and sat on the chair next to her to eat. After taking the first bite, Nangong Nayue's eyes widened slightly.
A little bit, this thing tastes really good, doesn’t it? Eat more, I have to go to the guy in Xiao Gucheng to make up for the exam later.
"Is it delicious? Those girls brought over some things they thought were delicious. It is said that there is a 'ranking of the most suitable things to offer' among them, although there are some included in it.
Weird things, but the snacks they provide are really delicious. By the way, do you like drinking black tea? I remember that I seem to have some delicious black tea here?"
Saying this, Feng Jian Youmeng put down the snack bag he had just opened, then opened a black hole in front of Nangong Nayue, stretched half of his body in and turned over things.
Nangong's mouth twitched when he saw Feng Jian Youmeng's movements that month. How many things did Feng Jian Youmeng have? After burying his head in rummaging through things, the things thrown out by Feng Jian Youmeng were no longer a bit strange.
As expected of Nangong Nayue... Wait a minute! Nangong Nayue seemed to have seen something extraordinary among those things that Feng Jian Youmeng took out from this black hole and threw them into another hole.