Chapter 11: Study life

Listening to him, the excitement in Zhuang Yu's heart calmed down, and he turned over the various medication records in his hand, shaking his head in confusion: "No, it's the original drugs , Your mental pollution is too deep, I dare not change my medicine arbitrarily ... but the data from the instrument just showed that your mental pollution has really improved a bit. "
Fan Xiangnan ’s newly-raised hope was dashed, and he bowed his head and thought, guessing: "Is the repair warehouse suddenly effective, will it be related to the secondary pollution of the mutated red tin mine? As the old saying goes, it breaks and stands ... "
"Impossible!" Zhuang Yu immediately refuted his speculation, with a serious expression: "Sir, the mutated red tin mine has too much mental damage and is irreversible. I do not recommend that you take your own risks because of a small guess . This sudden improvement, I prefer the body to repair itself. "
Fan Xiangnan heard that his guess was too dangerous, frowned, sighed in his heart, and said, "Sorry, I'm so anxious."
"I don't blame you, but my improvement this time has nothing to do with the mutant red tin mine." Chu Rong waved his hand, and felt the ease of a long absence in his head. He couldn't think of it, so he shook his head and stopped thinking about it. The bath towel wiped the body casually, took up the bathrobe on one side and put it on. As soon as he was about to ask about the digging situation on the Imperial Warship, he faced Georgia's sight and looked straight.
... Yes, and this bald chicken.
"Give him some mental energy to soothe him." He stepped out of the instrument, and asked Chao Fan to the south, then walked to Georgia, raised his hand and bounced his forehead, and tore him like a toy. Ears, lips slightly hooked, turned and left in a good mood.
"???"
Georgia watched him leave in fog, touched his torn ears, looked at Zhuang Yu, and made a gesture—was the white-haired monster sick? Is it related to that dark thing? Is it cured?
The beautiful boy with a messy hair and a messy hair slept, stretched his hands towards you and hugged with blindfolds ... Zhuang Yuhu's body shook, his cheeks quickly turned red, he approached with a serious face, and shoved Georgia into his arms, shouting excitedly Said: "Hug, sister, hug! You are so cute this time, you saved a team of players and rescued the sergeant, and found the conspiracy of the Empire bug, great! Soothing agent for you! Green fruit also for you Do you like Cuiyu, my sister bought it for you! Buy buy buy! Is there any discomfort? Sister will give you a full body examination, OK? "
Georgia, once again passively buried in her chest, immediately forgot the white-haired monster's illness, struggling hard and struggling backwards, her face and ears turned red, and her heart was very embarrassed—how, what's going on, how is this beautiful lady better than before Even more enthusiastic.
"Oh, my strength is really great, my little cute is awesome! My sister has prepared a body repair fluid for you. After drinking, your body will be better. Come on!" Zhuang Yu was battered by his blushing and became more motherly. Immediately, he fluttered again.
Georgia jumped off the bed in shock, turned his head and looked around, hiding in a panic behind Fan Xiangnan.
"Okay, Zhuang Yu, don't bother him." Fan Xiangnan stopped the expression of Zhuang Yu's affection, turned to look at Georgia behind him, and bent his eyes to reveal a gentle smile, raised his hand, and patted him gently. On the shoulder, sincerely said, "Thanks in the mine."
Surrounded by pure kindness and warmth, Georgia took a moment to glance, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, took a quiet look at Zhuang Yu, hid out shyly, and his ears were so red that they were bleeding—good, strange, everyone laughed well Strange, what happened.
Hiding back to his room as he remembered, Georgia stretched his face with a small face, calmed down completely for a while, sat cross-legged on the floor in front of the bed, and began to remember what he felt in the dream.
He was pretty sure that the uncomfortable feeling he had felt from the white fur monster before was the black spot in the white light group, but what was that black spot? It's not like dark magic, or something from the ore ... and that white light group that makes people feel warm. What is it? Some are magical, but not the same. Is it the power of human cultivation here?
The door was knocked suddenly, he went back to the door and opened the door, looking suspiciously at the tall man standing at the door.
"This is the sir, they asked me to bring it to you." The tall man took two space buttons from his pocket and put them in his hand, raised his hand to give him a federal military salute, and squeezed out a smile, trying to get He looked kind and said, "Thank you for your ambulance, please accept a small team of thanks." After speaking, he stopped and saw that he did not respond, turned and stiffened and walked away.
Georgia watched him leave in doubt, glanced at the two storage items in his hand, and scratched his hair—what the big guy just said?
He closed the door and sat down next to the bed. He looked at the two storage items in his hand and peeped into his consciousness. The first larger storage items contained daily necessities and fruits, and a few small boxes with no idea what they contained. The second contained a pile of green hills.
what is this?
He picked up the second storage item engraved with a plant mark, looked inward for two seconds, and stared in shock, busy taking out the contents, and anxiously called, "Ball? What are these things on you? ?Are you ok?"
He was moved by a pile of unknown plants covered with magic potions. He lifted up the thick and thick vine branches, and then collapsed to the ground completely like a sigh of relief, quickly withered and shrank, and turned into a pile in a blink of an eye. Withered.
Georgia was so distressed that he hurriedly pulled away the withered grass, found out all the power exhausted from it, and retracted the vine-sized plant ball of young peas again, and touched it gently, guilty: I'll give some magic to ... eh? "
The magic pool, which was still half full before bed, had completely dried up. A miserable look of depleted magic, he froze, remembering the use of wooden magic to devour black spots in his dream, frowned deeply, then shook his head to temporarily press down These, from the storage ring, took out a medium-level wood magic stone found in the warship, and absorbed it with closed eyes.
In the past, his magic pool was shallow, and his magic power was not enough. He never fed magic plant directly with magic power. This time, he could finally fulfill his duties as a master, and he could not stop after feeding. The ball was also very happy. After a while, he got up and waved the vines and kissed his arms affectionately. The pea-sized body became fat in a circle.
The main pets fell asleep until midnight, and it was natural to get up late the next day.