The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2677 Dual-Line Operation
Campbell's metal tides and Du Lao's ecology have always been at the very core of the battlefield. Compared to these lazy bums busy with oral gymnastics, they are diligent and hardworking. The millstone of the production team is almost sparking from their spinning.

"Sister Kan, you're acting a bit out of place~" Gou Kun rushed into the Heavenly Fate Circle, Li Cang stood with his hands behind his back, the Burning Wind and the Black Body blending into one color, the Great Magic Wand spinning wildly as it sped along: "Didn't I bring you a communicator when we came out? Chatting around can really add some atmosphere~"

"Huh? Oh!" Sister Kan asked blankly, "What did you just say?"

Li Cang quickly tied up the mycelial vines of a disease-digging animal with a Du Niu and sprinted away.

What are you spacing out for?

As far as I can remember, aside from when we first met, Sister Kan seemed to have been in this mental state ever since. The complete destruction of her reproductive nest, which had nurtured her, had a significant impact.

"Learning something important," Sister Kane said, taking off her hood and casually letting her shimmering dragon tail peek out from under her wizard robes, swaying it back and forth. "I think I've gained a little weight."

"Important matter?" Li Cang swung his large magic wand and smashed it into a spiky fang, splattering juices everywhere. "Gained weight? No! But you seem to have grown a little taller?"

"Well"

"You're a bit of a picky eater, I mean. You should eat more. Even though insects don't taste great, they're still more nutritious than antelopes, aren't they?"

Sister Kan pouted, head bowed. This was slightly different from what she had expected: "There are clearly fat ones... Hmm, I see. Someone like him should be seeing his true form in his field of vision."

"What are you babbling about?"

"Ok?"

"Actually, you should have given me two hundred, but never mind."

Sister Kan seemed to understand, but she still obediently stretched out her hand, her bright eyes seeming to hold shattered gold in her hands: "Give me two hundred! I have a use for the gold melon seeds!"

Faced with such undisguised clarity, the Mage felt deeply ashamed: "Uh, why don't you wait for me... to save up some more?"

When you're broke and start to panic, you're no longer in a position to joke around, and you instinctively blurt out your true feelings.

"Oh!" Sister Kan nodded in agreement. "But I didn't win, so why are you giving it to me?"

"I"

"Shepherd's purse wontons are delicious, aren't they?"

"Of course it's delicious, it's amazing! Let me tell you, there's a wonton cart grandma at Base 3/7, it's my treasure trove of a little shop. Wait, no, no, no, I don't think I've told you about that yet?"

Campbell was a beat slow to react: "It's being made! Why don't you eat cilantro?"

"Who puts cilantro in their shepherd's purse wontons? Maybe a little dried shrimp—" Li Cang suddenly froze: "What do you mean 'making it now'?"

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"I don't eat cilantro!" Campbell straightened his wizard's robes and solemnly placed the tails covered in face masks on the chair next to him. The jewel-like scales on the face masks shone perfectly in the light from the wonton cart's roof. "You're already very old, so weak that your life force is about to go out. Why are you still so popular? Aren't you worried that they'll eat you if you come out like this?"

Grandma at the wonton cart paused for a moment, then glanced at the little boy in the other seat, who was nervously clasping his hands together and moving his mouth erratically. She couldn't help but laugh out loud, straightening her Mandarin: "My poor child, you've just come back from outside. It's not like this in our base, is it? It's very safe here, much better than outside. My wontons are delicious! Xiao Cang often brings his friends here to eat wontons. Do you want some dried shrimp?"

"Yes, I want to." Sister Kan thought for a moment: "Friends. Yes, friends. We play games together and read books together, which is great, but they still need to sleep, and I don't want to sleep."

Grandma at the wonton cart, having seen and eaten her fair share of food, was quite fond of this seemingly naive and naturally adorable creature. She casually teased him, "You still need rest. You outsiders, always fighting and killing, probably don't know how to live anymore. Little girl, what were you talking about with the flame of life? Can you tell how much longer this old woman has to live?" Campbell started counting on his fingers: "One, two, three."

Qin Zhenzhen's eyes widened: "This, this can't be counted!"

“According to your bloodline and the human calendar, you only have about thirty-two years left,” Campbell said. “Unless your bloodline can be further purified.”

Grandma with the wonton cart waved her hands repeatedly and laughed happily: "Oh, oh, thirty-two years, oh, I dare not go any longer, what would it be like by then, haha, little girl, you really know how to coax people!"

Qin Zhenzhen looked incredulous: "Purification...bloodline?"

Campbell nodded, gesturing to the gardeners, a hint of pride in his voice: "Like them, I'm pretty good at this. Pruning is how you survive. I'm the longest-living one in the colony."

Suo Zhihui squeezed Qin Zhenzhen's hand and gave her a look, signaling her to shut up.

Campbell wove a strange and complex symbol out of the branches the workers had cut off, with traces of energy constantly flowing on it, and even tiny leaves sprouting from it. He then handed it to the old lady at the wonton cart: "Wear it."

"Is this for me? It's so pretty! The little girl has such skillful hands! Okay, okay, I'll keep it then. You can all eat for free today!" The wonton cart grandma admired it for a moment, then carefully put it in her pocket, and asked with a smile, "Darling, do you know Chinese characters, doll? What book are you reading?"

Campbell: "The Dream of the Red Chamber—"

"Hey hey hey!" Qin Zhenzhen covered Campbell's mouth, sitting upright and smiling without showing her teeth: "Dream of the Red Chamber!"

Grandma at the wonton cart had poor hearing, but her hands moved like butterflies as she wrapped wontons, her movements never ceasing: "Oh? Little girl, you're looking at this? Then let me ask you, which character in it do you like?"

Qin Zhenzhen's eyes darted around: "Hua Xiren!"

"Oh~"

After chatting around the bush for a while, Suo Zhihui, holding a small bowl, looked at Qin Zhenzhen, glancing at her again and again: "Hua Xiren, huh? As expected of you!"

Qin Zhenzhen: "What's wrong? Sister Xiren is so beautiful! She's so sensible! And has such high emotional intelligence!"

Suo Zhihui smiled radiantly, her tea-scented smile blooming: "The monthly allowance for serving the old lady with the big face is loyal to Madam Wang!"

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"Three family surnames—"

"Aaaaaah, you're crazy! You ghost! Get out of here! You're so annoying!"

"Geese, geese, geese~"

Sulking, Qin Zhenzhen ate two fewer bowls of wontons. Back in her house in Mingxi Town, she lay on the sofa, fidgeting.

"Are you angry?"

"Hate you!"

"At the very back of the refrigerator, there's a frozen jar of stewed ginger syrup from Licang, sealed away~"

"My foster father is here, please accept my child's respect!"