There seems to be something wrong with the fairy world

The little leopard was adopted by the patriarch of the leopard tribe and named Mo Momo.Mo Momo learned hunting from the patriarch, and he was very talented. In the fourth year of adoption, he was able to go hunting by himself, and he even studied the cultural lessons that the males were not interested in seriously.

Leopards are withdrawn by nature and don't like to live in groups, but Mo Momo is an exception. He has great kindness towards everyone and is a familiar person. The patriarch of the leopard clan is very pleased to see the growth of the little leopard, and allows Mo Momo to go out walk alone.

The little leopard is lively by nature, jumping around in the jungle all day long and making many friends.

"Little Momo." A yellow half-sized cheetah watched Mo Momo lick his fur and clean his body.

"You are so dark." The half-sized cheetah tilted its head to look at Mo Momo's fur: "According to my observation, you seem to be the darkest of the leopard clan."

Mo Momo paused for licking his fur, then raised his head in confusion: "Isn't black good?"

"I don't think so, it's too conspicuous, like a briquette, you see, we are all yellow." The cheetah showed its fur to Mo Momo: "My grandma said that yellow is the most prestigious, and females like it my color."

Mo Momo looked down at his dark fur, and hesitated: "Then what should I do?"

"I heard from my mother that the holy spring of the elves has whitening effect." The cheetah leaned over and whispered to Mo Momo, "You can take a dip secretly, maybe it will turn white."

Mo Momo suddenly regained his energy. After finding the map on the optical brain, he single-handedly rushed to the holy spring of the elves.

It was originally a hot summer day, but it was terribly cold around the holy spring of the elves. Mo Momo escaped the patrolling elves by virtue of his concealment skills.

Looking at the white and tender skin of the elves, Mo Momo licked his paw enviously.

Slipping to the holy spring, the little leopard was immediately dumbfounded, only to see that the holy spring was covered with a thick layer of ice.

In order to whiten the skin, the little leopard gnashed his teeth and threw himself on the ice, covering the cold ice with his warm belly.

The ice layer under the belly melted slowly, and the little leopard shivered from the cold, but still gritted his teeth and refused to give up. The ice layer was getting thinner, but the little leopard became confused and sleepy.

"Sacrifice, did the holy spring really give up protecting us? What about the children of the elves!"

"The elves have been polluted, and the holy spring is frozen, which has already explained everything."

"Oh my god, sacrifice, look, the holy spring has melted!"

"There is a child floating on the holy spring!"

"Everything has animism, thank you Holy Spring for not abandoning us!"

"Look at his hair, it's silver. This child has the blood of a great elf. The holy spring accepted him, and the holy spring melted for him!"

"I've never seen this kid, who is he?"

"Maybe he was born from the holy spring?"

The little boy slowly opened his eyes, and there was no emotion in his cold eyes.

"From now on, you are the most honorable Ansair of the elves. I will help you and become the next great elf. Please save the elves!"

The little boy glanced indifferently at the noble priest who was kneeling on the ground, his whole body was like a cold night, and his ice-coloured eyes had a maturity that did not match his age.

"Help?" Ansair stood up, his silvery white hair set off his white to transparent skin, showing a sense of holiness: "The holy spring endows me with wisdom and strength, and every point I use will take away one point from me." Emotions, when I lose all emotions, the holy spring will freeze again, and there will never be a day of thawing."

Qinglan looked at Ansair thoughtfully, only to see a ten-armed bio-robot struggling painfully in a darkroom. From the back of the bio-cyborg.

The bio-robot walked out of the dark room wearily, and there were two teams of people standing outside, all watching him worriedly.

"Chief." Someone stepped forward: "After moulting, you will enter a period of weakness. Entering the competition at this time, you will not even be able to maintain your normal form."

"Start plan B." The man's tone was cold, and there was no room for bargaining.

Under the gaze of everyone, the man lay down in the nutrition cabin and slowly closed his eyes.

The two teams moved quickly, and the image of a small bio-robot appeared on the light curtain, and the data on its body continued to slide.

Qing Lan watched the little bio-robot in the light curtain, her eyes softened.

"Qingqing." The little biological robot opened its eyes, walked down from the light curtain, and held Qinglan's hand tightly: "I miss you so much."

"Me too." Qing Lan squatted down, looking straight at the little bio-robot.

"Remember? I want to give Qing Qing the biggest chocolate on Valentine's Day." In the environment, D pulled Qing Lan and ran towards a small wooden house.

Qing Lan remembered that this log cabin was the one she had just walked into in reality.

The little bio-robot pushed open the door and acted like a baby to Qinglan: "Qingqing, guess what, where is the chocolate I gave Qingqing?"

Qinglan looked around the cabin, tables, chairs, and the fireplace. There was no chocolate on any place that could be put.

"Look at it." The little bio-robot smiled triumphantly, opened its mouth and bit the table.

Qing Lan watched helplessly as the little biological robot took a bite off the corner of the table and chewed happily.

On the place where the table was bitten out, Qinglan took a closer look, and it turned out that the table was made of chocolate.

"There's more." A small spoon appeared in the hand of the little bio-robot, and it dug towards the wall of the cabin. When the spoon went down, a shallow hole was dug out in the wall.

"Try it, Qingqing?" The little bio-robot ran over and put the spoon by Qinglan's mouth.

Qing Lan lightly sipped the spoon, and the rich aroma of cocoa immediately filled her mouth.

"This year, I will give Qing Qing a house made of chocolate to express my love." The little biological robot puffed out its chest and looked at Qing Lan very seriously.

"Next year, I will give Qing Qing a garden made of marshmallows, and the year after, I will give Qing Qing a palace made of toffee." The little biological robot looked at Qing Lan sincerely: "I want Qing Qing Every year is sweet."

Qinglan smiled faintly, and asked the little biological robot: "Do you know what the happiest number in the world is?"

The little bio-robot tilted his head, blinking his eyes: "What is it?"

"It's 5." Qing Lan replied.

"Why?" The little bio-robot rubbed its head in confusion.

"Count with your hands." Qing Lan watched the little bio-robot stretch out her hand, and counted to five seriously.

Qing Lan put her left hand on the counting hand of the little bio-robot, the little bio-robot suddenly realized, and before she could blush, Qing Lan turned her hand, held up the hand of the little bio-robot, and took out a A small delicate ring worn on the finger of the little bio-cyborg.

"Ah!" The little biological robot widened its eyes in surprise, and threw itself into Qing Lan's arms.

Qing Lan caught the little bio-robot with a slight hook on the corner of her mouth.

The surrounding environment suddenly cracked like glass shattering, Qinglan opened her eyes again, and returned to reality, she was standing at the door of the cabin, just pushed the door of the cabin.

"I'm sorry." The tall bio-robot stood in the log cabin, holding flowers in his hands, and his ears were red: "There is still a section behind, I didn't control it well, and accidentally triggered the protection mechanism of the real simulation."

"Nothing." Qinglan looked up at the man: "Thank you for allowing me to meet D again and fulfill my promise."

"I should thank you." The man couldn't help but glance at the ring on his finger, and his ears became more and more red.

"This is the space ring." Qing Lan approached the man and took the flower from the man's hand: "I need blood to recognize the owner."

Desting pricked his finger with the mechanical arm without hesitation, and dripped his own blood on the space ring.

Seeing the strangely colored blood being slowly absorbed by the space ring, Qinglan instructed Desting to enter the space ring with consciousness.

"Have you entered inside?" Qing Lan asked lightly.

"Well, although I'm a little unskilled, I can do it." Desting pursed his lips, and couldn't help but look at Qing Lan next to him. With a glance, the temperature on his face became a little higher.

"Try to put something inside." Qing Lan pointed to the table: "Just this, is it okay?"

"Yeah." Desting looked at the chocolate table for a long time, and finally turned to look at Qinglan.

"Feel it with me." Qinglan leaned behind Desting, and taught him: "Simulate its shape in your mind, and after the simulation is complete, move the simulated thing into your space."

Desting closed his eyes, originally intending to simulate a table, but his attention involuntarily shifted to the person behind him.

"The space cannot contain living things." Qing Lan's faint voice came, and Desting's ears were so red that they were about to bleed.

After two attempts, Desting learned to receive and fetch.

"Tonight, thank you. Although it is very presumptuous, I still have to ask, are you willing to sell the extra space ring, or the technology for making it, to D.?" Desting kept rubbing the space ring on his hand, with an expression on his face. Somewhat unnatural: "The effect of the space ring is far beyond our imagination, if it falls into the hands of some people with bad intentions..."

"This ring used up all my starry sand, and I have no spare finished product." Qing Lan said lightly, her eyes returning to indifference: "As for the technology, I will not tell anyone."

"I'm sorry, I..." Desting bowed his head guiltily.

"Needless to say I'm sorry." Qing Lan raised her head and looked around the room: "Please tell D that I like his gift very much."

Desting was taken aback, and looked at Qing Lan helplessly.

"You are you, D is D, I understand, you are different." Qing Lan gently broke off a corner of the chair, slowly put it in her mouth, turned and left without a second thought.

Desting looked at the back of Qinglan leaving, and the mechanical arm lowered slowly.

"Oh, I'm so pissed off!" In the observation room, Spade F hit his chest angrily.

"I have been preparing for a long time." The man who was controlling the real simulation effect also sighed: "I am really "moved" by the chief's dedication."

"Being lonely." Even Hongxin J shook his head.

"Tell me, can this situation be saved?" Spade F looked desperately at the distraught look of his chief in the light curtain.

"It's probably a dead end..." The professional on the side whispered.

At this time, the man in the light curtain suddenly seemed to remember something, and ran towards the direction Qinglan left.

Everyone suddenly widened their eyes and stared at the light curtain.

"Qinglan!" Desting chased after him: "Please let me buy some of your spirit stones, I want to take them back for research!"

The observation room instantly collapsed.

Qing Lan stopped in front of her, and turned around blankly: "How much? Price?"

"As much as you can give." Desting took a breath, and mustered up the courage to look directly at the person opposite: "Can I repay the debt?"