Vol 2 Chapter 1116: Tristana's worries

Rod easily guessed Triestana's thoughts-even to a certain extent, he felt a little empathy with this feeling.
Only one person saw the danger alone, and the others didn't take it seriously... This taste reminded Rod of the orc invasion in Azeroth.
"It's useless to be anxious." Rhodes pushed away a Yoder who wanted to confirm whether he had Mao or not, and said in earnest, "You often tell others what you think, Others may not believe it - even if they believe it, they may not agree with you."
"How do you know what I'm thinking?" Unfortunately, Rod's empathy didn't narrow his relationship with Tristan, Miss Maillin Gunner seemed nervous after being seen through the idea, "What did you use? Spell?"
"Spell?" Rhode raised his eyebrows unexpectedly. "This is not a spell. This is just a logical inference. It is based on your reaction. My reasoning is correct. You are indeed Worried about Yoder’s lack of a sense of crisis."
"Humans, you seem to know a lot." Tristana didn't have a good tone. "But... you have to pay attention to it. It's your appearance that caused everything!"
"Me? I'm not the culprit." Rhode waved his hand. "Look, if I really have any bad thoughts about Bander City, how could it be possible to sit here and drink with you-yes, I Do you have anything to eat here? The kind that is suitable for humans, I heard Giggs say that your bouncing candy tastes very unique..."
"You mean, that Giggs playing bombs?" Tristane was obviously surprised when he heard the name of Giggs. "That alien is not a good talker, but such a thing as jumping sugar... Maybe Maybe it will really suit his taste."
Listening to Triestana's words, Rod suddenly felt something bad, so he carefully asked about the candy, and finally understood why Triestana said that this kind of thing fits Giggs' taste. In fact, the bouncing candy is a special snack in Bander City. There are not many people who like it. Most Yoder people are not grateful for it.
After all, not many people like to experience the feeling of falling guns exploding in their mouths-the "feelings of falling guns exploding in their mouths" here is not a metaphor, but a tangible description. It is this kind of taste when jumping candy is eaten.
At best it was a bit sweet.
After figuring out what kind of jumping candy is in the Yodel, Rhode made a note to Giggs with a smile on his face-right?
Abandoning the experience of jumping sugar, Rhode finally recommended several popular foods among the Yoders under the recommendation of Tristan, and after passing the trial, Rhode found that these little men were inevitable. The sweet party, whether it is staple food, drinks or pastries, is the same, the same is sweeter than the same!
Although Rod is no longer troubled by dental caries, it is too sweet to make him unacceptable. In the end, he can only taste the food of these Yoders.
Seeing that Rod finally looked finished, Tristana hesitated for a moment, and finally got the courage to speak again.
"Mr. Rhode... I know there are some questions I ask you that are weird, but in fact, I really have no one to ask-what would you do if you were me?"
Rod was surprised that Triestana would directly ask her opinion in this way. After all, strictly speaking, the two people were not even familiar with it. Even some time ago, this little Yoder was still carrying a cannon. Boom all the time.
"If I were you?" In order to better study the time away in Bander City, Rod gave his answer after thinking carefully, "In fact, it is not so difficult, you need Find people who can accept you, take them to see the dangers you see, and then develop them into your companions, so that you are not alone."
"Sounds good." Tristana blinked, but then sighed long, "Unfortunately, this does not seem to apply to the Yoders."
Doesn't apply to Yoder?
Listening to Triestana's words, Rod really froze for a moment-the next moment, he soon understood what Triestana meant.
Why is this method not applicable to Yoder?
The reason is simple-the Yoders are paranoid.
These little men are extremely obsessed with what they believe, and they don't care much about everything else.
For example, if Giggs likes to explode, as long as Rod can provide him with a perfect explosion test field, and from time to time take his explosives to do things and bring the image back, then Rod counts him countless times, and he is also happy. .
For example, Hemmerdinger likes to invent. In order to stay in Picheng, he is willing to leave his hometown, incognito, and use human appearance to deal with humans in order to be able to access the most advanced technology of Valloran.
The Yoders are curious about everything other than what they are obsessed with, but after curiosity, they often don’t.
After seeing something new, the Yoder's brain circuits are generally "wow, what is that"-"Oh, that's right"-"Cut, take care of my bird affairs".
In this case, even if Triestana and her companions saw what they saw, they could not have the same sense of worry about Bander City as Triestana.
After all, for the Yoders ~ EbookFREE.me ~ the future is a very ethereal word.
Having figured this out, Rod finally showed a helpless expression-he was not a Yoder, and he gave serious advice only in the direction of being able to get closer to Tristan and study the time better. In the face of such a group of stubborn little guys, he has no good way.
Seeing that Rhode couldn't come up with another way, Triestana raised her glass and sipped the whole glass of mead in one breath—after confirming that Rho was not drinking, she took Rhodes Drink a clean cup.
"belch--"
There was a small hiccup, and there were two noticeable blushes on Tristan's face.
"I've decided!" Tristana placed the wine glass heavily on the table. "I'm going to train the bandel gunners. Even if Rambo will still be entangled with me, I can't slip away halfway!"
Rhodes across the table was stunned. Just when he was about to ask something, the next moment Triestana lay on the table and gently snore.