Four washes, veterinary medicine.
Five washes, pesticide.
Six washes...
"Target category refresh, tank and armored series!"
There was the Little Bird on the sea.
In the air, there was a large army of gold-mining ships.
Only the land-based items were missing!
With a flash of golden light, a line of tanks appeared in the system mall.
Type 59A, Type 59D, Type 59P, Type 59G, QN506 fire support vehicle.
Type 08, Type 09, Type 10, Type 11 infantry fighting vehicles, VPN22 armored personnel carriers.
T-34, Tiger, Ram, Leopard 2A5, Leopard 2A6.
Merkava, Challenger 2, T-72,
Especially that 22-year-old old sausage, which pointed straight at the roof under the stimulus of the blue light.
It was very cool!
"Oh my god! Is the Master going mad again?"
"Quick, someone go and put out the fire..."
"Why are you pulling me? I can barely walk steadily."
"If you can do it, you go, if not, don't make noise..."
"Let's go, let's go, don't disturb my husband, he'll be fine in a while."
Seeing that their words were becoming more and more outrageous, Chai Yue pushed everyone out.
"Hee hee, Big Sister wants to eat all by herself..."
Bao'er's Chinese was already very fluent. As someone from the Maya tribe, she wasn't as intimidated by Chai Yue and spoke much more casually.
"You know so much!" Changsun Ling'er smiled and poked her forehead.
"What are you talking about! Hurry up and prepare the meal. Husband has slept for so long, he must be hungry!"
Chai Yue did not stay in the room. She closed the door, glared at everyone, and walked downstairs.
Fang Er did not lie in bed for too long. He had been lying there for dozens of hours, and if he continued, his waist would have broken.
He got up and dressed.
The weather outside was very hot. He put on floral shorts and a tank top, stepped into a pair of flip-flops, and leisurely went downstairs.
In the living room, Xiao Qing brought the dishes that had been kept warm in the pot.
Xing'er, who was recovering from childbirth, needed to eat small, frequent meals, so Li Baoju had to make a meal every two hours.
Sometimes, even if he made it, she didn't want to eat it, so he would keep it warm in the pot, which now benefited Fang Er.
Squirrel tuna.
Mother tree shrimp.
Alligator tail soup.
Two dishes and one soup, as simple as ever.
But Li Baoju's cooking skills were improving day by day. With such simple ingredients, when prepared by his hands, they were very delicious!
After filling his stomach, he took off his sunglasses from the wall, put them on his nose, and swaggered out.
The more than 20,000 workers brought back from the parallel world accounted for nearly a quarter of the population around Bazhu Lake.
Their clothing and style were also gradually influencing the people of this world.
Shorts and sandals were no longer a ridiculed outfit.
Besides, who would dare to criticize Prince Kun?
Should we try to read the character "Kun" separately?
"Yo!"
"He's a proud father now, and it shows! The way he walks, his nostrils are pointed to the sky!"
He hadn't gone far when he ran into Fang Xuanling.
This old rascal and Du Ruhui were cooling off by the lake. Seeing Fang Er approaching, they smiled and teased him.
Fang Er immediately walked over with a dark expression.
"Old Fang the Miser, I respect you as an elder, but if you joke about my son, I'll get angry with you!"
Fang Xuanling stroked his beard with a serious expression, "Who am I joking with?"
"Congratulations to Duke Anguo on his happy occasion, he is a father again."
"What's wrong with being a proud father?"
Fang Er: ...
I'm utterly speechless!
After a long time, he cupped his hands at Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui with a constipated expression.
"This kid wishes both of you to be proud fathers soon. Goodbye!"
With that, he turned and left directly.
Damn, this guy was definitely led astray by someone!
When did he ever come up with such crooked logic?
The sun was blazing, and the road outside the research institute was deserted.
However, inside the various research rooms, people were working enthusiastically.
The central air conditioners, purchased in bulk from the future, hummed, maintaining a good working environment indoors.
In Research Room No. 3, several prototype wind-fire wheels were being dismantled, and researchers were gathered around, analyzing their shortcomings and designing improvement ideas.
Fang Er scanned the room but found many people missing.
Looking again, Gauss was not there.
Not one Gauss, but all the Gauss were gone.
Seeing Li Tai hunched over a table, working on something, he went over and patted him on the shoulder.
"Where are those Gauss?"
"Oh, they're at the hospital."
Li Tai didn't look up, still busy.
This made Fang Er even more confused.
All the Gauss went to the hospital? What a coincidence!
"What happened?"
"Nothing much, it's just that the wife of Latiao Gauss is pregnant and is having her prenatal check-up at the hospital."
Alright!
Fang Er understood immediately!
Whose child this is, it's absolutely impossible to say!
Even DNA testing might not be reliable. It seems like he's encountered a century-old puzzle...
After inquiring about the progress in the past two days, the sixth wind-fire wheel machine had already placed an order with the processing workshop and was being produced urgently.
His previous rudimentary platform design concept was also perfected and handed over to the people below to handle.
"Lord Duke, urgent telegram from the Americas!"
Just then, Su Mu, sweating profusely, came over with a telegram.
"I had a premonition last night and divined a hexagram. Observing the celestial phenomena, there is an anomaly in Kun."
"Twenty-five thousand li to the southeast! Hurry!"
Looking at these two lines of text, Fang Er was a bit bewildered. He quickly left the research room and hurried to his office.
He found a map, twenty-five thousand li...
Whether it was southeast or southwest, it pointed to one location.
Antarctica!
What's going on?
What could happen there?
Such a long distance, and that old guy could sense it even from America. Is this guy about to become an immortal?
Puzzled, he had no choice but to send a message to Yuan Tiangang asking him for details.
However, the reply was only one line.
"I am not an immortal, how could I know what happened!"
This was really frustrating!
If you're not an immortal, how do you know something will happen twenty-five thousand li to the southeast?